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Chapter 58

Only one beer had made me dizzy. I heard the music and closed my eyes, I could almost imagine I was in a club. Adrenaline was rushing through my veins, my body was moving on itself and Blair just stood there, leaning on the kitchen counter, arms crossed and sipping from another glass of wine while he pierced me with his eyes, looking quite amused. I haven't even taken off my jacket until the moment I started sweating and threw it off.

I felt his body behind me. My movements slowed down as I heard him breathe against my ear and mutter hoarsely, „I didn't tell you to stop." The change in his voice totally dazed me.

Then I felt his his warm lips on my neck. I tilted my head to one side, but I stopped moving my body to the music. How could I continue dancing like this? It was impossible. I felt his lips moving down to my shoulder as he pulled down the fabric of my T-shirt a little.

My stomach was doing crazy things and I decided to stop these feelings. This was all getting too tender for me. I turned around, I moved forward, grabbed him by his neck but instead of letting me kiss him he moved away. „Oscar," he warned and dodged with his head. You ask my permission before you touch me.

I didn't give a fuck about what he said or thought or wanted me to do. I pressed my lips to his neck. I sucked his skin so hard he even walked backwards. I felt powerful when he raised his chin and let out a deep breath. He really was horny. I couldn't be the only one. The way he was breathing, the way his larynx vibrated under my lips as he moaned – he wanted me as much as I did, I was sure. 

His hand lay softly on the back of my head as if he was scared I would bite his throat open. „Enough," he breathed.

As soon as I let off his throat he opened my jeans. I took them off in a hurry. I still had my underwear on when he grabbed my thighs and just lifted me up as if I weighed nothing, wrapped my legs around his waist and pressed me against the wall. He rubbed his hips against mine and I threw my head back. „Shit..." I buried my fingers in his hair and pulled his head back so I could kiss him. Again I had to realize my heart was fluttering excitedly when I felt his tongue sliding into my mouth. God, when did I last kiss him? Definitely not last time. I would have remembered that. His lips were harsh and hungry and demanding. It was so different than kissing Felix. Not that I had a problem with that.

I pushed him closer on the back of his head. More... I wanted more of him. Again he pushed his hips against mine and when I felt him between my legs, felt that he was hard I stopped kissing him, my bottom lip still on his upper lip and my breath caught. I literally breathed his own breath. And when I opened my eyes I found him starring at me and my heart made a little jump. I've never seen this look in his eyes before. Like he really wanted me. I looked back at him. Then I felt his hand in my underwear. Felt him massaging the outside of my hole. My mouth was open, forming a moan but I stopped breathing instead.

„Hold on me," he breathed on my lips and I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. I started tremblingly when he squeezed his fingertip in. Stopped. Spit on his hand and rubbed it on my hole until he could smoothly slide it in. When he pushed in a second finger and moved it fast inside me. I let my head fall to his shoulder with a sigh.

My legs got so weak, I could feel how they slowly slid down on his waist. I couldn't hold myself anymore. I clung to his neck. „I... can't..."

He stopped. He threw me a little higher to tighten his grip. I felt as if my limbs were just hanging down on him as weak as I suddenly was. I hadn't even realized before how horny I was. It's been a while, I had texted him. Well, yeah, obviously it's been too long.

He threw me on the bed and I took off my underwear. He braced himself over me, took out the lube from a drawer and rubbed it into my hole. He slid in two fingers, all at one. I closed my eyes and let my head fall into the pillow, breathing unevenly. Then he squeezed in his third finger. „Ugh... s-shit..." I could almost feel him staring at my face when he started moving his fingers and I muttered something like curses. God damn it, the way he shook his fingers inside me, it felt so good that I was almost relieved when he gave me a break, I just couldn't deal with all these feelings. I felt it everywhere, it flooded my whole body, the desire, the lust, the thrill.

Blair's hair fell to his face as he laughed in a heavy breath. „You like that?"

„Fuck... yes..."

He braced his arms on either side of me. „Turn around."

„Yes," I whispered and tried to sit up. „Help me." Blair turned me around on my shoulders. And I just tried to breathe, my limbs felt so weak and yet so heavy, sinking down into the mattress. I raised my head in shock when I suddenly felt his tongue on my hole, I stopped breathing again when the tip of his tongue slid inside, closing my eyes. He moved inside me and I just dug my finger into the mattress and tried to deal with this sudden tickle. 

Blair stopped with his tongue and instead pushed in his finger again. „I think," he said slowly while my head fell into the pillow, breathless, „we will continue where we stopped last time."