Tainted love (Blake x MaleReader)

Chapter 7 (slight lemon)

( A/N: If you don't like lemons or don't want to read one skip this part.)

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I give up.

My lips crash with hers in a savage kiss that leaves us hungry for more.

I release her hands, and she uses them to get my shirt off, so she can caress my chest directly. Her mind might be clouded by desire, but I can feel how gentle her hands are when they are close to my injured side.

I use my fake hand to push off the bed, so that the real one can touch the skin of her belly.

My fingers tease the hem of her shirt for a few moments. I don't want to be too forward, but neither do I want to leave her unsatisfied. After a few moments of no protest, I decide that forward is the way to go, and my hand pushes forward under her top, until I brush the underside of he left breast.

My dear kitten must be in heat or close enough, because that simple touch makes her shudder and gasp.

"Yes!" she hisses "touch me."

I need no further encouraging and am pleasantly surprised to find that she isn't wearing a bra. Her flesh is burning hot and deliciously soft. I gently squeeze her breast, loving the feeling of making her nipples erect. My mouth abandons hers when she begins breathing harder, and I move back a little, so that I can catch the other nipple with my teeth.

Her whole body shudders, and her hips begin grinding against mine again.

Sitting on my knees, I use both my hands to lift her top up to her neck, so I can kiss, lick and bite her breasts directly.

Her hitched moans are making my hard-rock erection grow painfully harder.

I don't know if she read my mind or something – I couldn't care less if she did –, but her hands are now inside my pants, grabbing that part of me that is practically working as my brain right now.

Her touch is heavenly soft, and I can feel my reservations fall away.

No. I need to get this under control before we do something we can't take back. Gods, do I want her... but I also want to take my time to worship her properly.

Experience, (Y/N). You've got loads of accumulated knowledge, use it!

Digging her hands off of my pants, I kiss my way further down until I reach her sweatpants, which I begin pulling down.

She hisses, and I look up. She's blushing like never before and biting her lower lip, but does nothing to stop me.

I feel her doubt, though.

Her body is telling her to continue, but she's not entirely sure she's prepared for this.

I'm actually relieved.

I kiss my way up to her lips again, easing my hand into her panties.

There's nothing but smooth skin between her navel and the spot that makes her hips buckle and her breath hitch. My finger moves up and down then side to side, teasing the nub of flesh that's giving her a new meaning of pleasure.

My angel squeezes her legs together, making it harder for me to move, but I somehow keep at it.

My lips land on one of her breasts and her back arches, pushing it further into my mouth.

Suddenly, her whole body tenses up, and her legs close with such strength that I'm forced to take out my hand before I lose it too. Her body convulses a few times more before she falls bonelessly over the bed.

Her breathing is ragged, and she's got the bedsheets in a death grip.

I can't help a proud smile from painting my lips as I lean in to kiss her again. This time she responds by letting go of the sheets and hugging my body over hers.

"That- that was..." she's breathless, and I relish the completely male pleasure of knowing I made her like that.

"I know."

"Di-Did you- you know?" I didn't think it was possible for her to blush hotter, but she just did.

Her whole body's blushing.

I shake my head and kiss her "I'll get mine later."

She looks away bashfully.

After a few moments of simply hugging, she sighs "I'm sorry."

I tilt my head to a side and raise an eyebrow "about what?"

"You didn't-" she can't bring herself to say it. Fortunately for her, I think I know what she means.

"Again: don't worry, my love. We have time." Her golden eyes meet mine, and I can't help but tease her a little "I've waited years to be close to you, waiting a few extra months to get in your panties won't be a problem."

I wonder if someone can faint from blushing.