Blake waters is his name , he was associated with danger , everyone knows him , they want to be him and girls throw themselves at him.
Tormented by mafia business , Blake battles to control his dark and dangerous thoughts , like a devil perched on...
I was stunned to say the least. I didn't know wether to be turned ,angry or even annoyed.
Blake was giving me mixed signals and I didn't understand it.
Gosh boys can be so complicated
I swallow , our close proximity was bothering me , it was effecting me.
"So what will it be?" Blake urges , deliberately breathing into my neck.
"I-."
"I'll only do it if you promise to tell me where my friends are!"
He sighs
"That was the deal at the start , angel."
I nod my head.
"Okay.." I say awkwardly.
"Well are you going to kiss me or not?" Blake urges biting a small area of skin around my neck.
My breathing hitches.
He pulls away , but still fairly close to my face. Inches apart.
"Kiss me."
I bite my lip nervously
His pupils dilate.
"Angel.." He warns
"The deal was , you kiss me. If I kiss you ,the deals off."
I swallow and I slowly became determined. I had to do this. But I'm nervous , I've kissed him before , but like I had said , the first time was the last time and I had planned on sticking to that.
"Just once" Blake's husky voice urges.
Fuck it
I can't keep pretending that I didn't like the first kiss. Because I loved it
I grip the back on his neck and pull him in closer , lips grazing. Teasingly , I lick the bottom of his lip. And ever so slowly I press our lips together
I feel his hands leave the sides of the wall and land either side of my face , pulling me impossibly closer to kiss me harder.
He had said 'just one kiss' yet we both couldn't refrain ourselves.
The intensity of the kiss speeds up , our lips mingling together in a rushed passion.
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His hands drift down to my ass and cup it tightly , unintentionally I moan into the kiss , he grunts in return and heaves me up. I wrap my legs around his waist tightly and my arms wound around his neck , pulling his face closer to mine.
His taught body pressed up against mine , leaning against the wall as we made out. He picked me up as if I was a sack of feathers , light in his arms.
Eventually I pull away , although I'm sure he wanted to Cary on. But I was normal , and I actually needed oxygen to survive funnily enough.
