DANSBY
I walked into the apartment to the smell of chicken spaghetti. I took a deep breath before heading to the kitchen to face Blake.
"Hey," she said as she was setting the table.
"Hi," I breathed.
The silence was deafening. Neither of us were saying anything, and we refused to look at each other.
We ate in silence until finally Blake got up from her chair. "I'm going to go to my room," she said.
"Wait, Blake," I said, making her attention turn towards me.
"Yes?" she asked after a couple minutes of silence from my end.
"Should we... should we talk about it?" I asked.
She visibly gulped and slowly nodded her head. "Yeah we should..." she trailed off.
We were both silent once again as we thought of what to say. "That kiss..." I started.
"I'm in love with you," Blake cut me off. "That's what that kiss meant to me. It meant that I was in love with you, and I don't know if you feel the same. I don't know if you did it just for it to lead to sex. I don't know if you even think of me like that. I just..."
I cut her off by smashing my lips into hers. She pulled away breathless.
"I've been in love with you since I laid my eyes on you in that dingy little bar," I said, staring into her eyes.
She didn't say anything. She just grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. I was speechless as she put her hand on my chest and pushed me down onto the bed.
She crawled on top of me, her legs straddling my body. Her hand moved to the back of my neck as she brought her lips to mine again.
I wrapped my arms around her back and flipped us over so that I was on top. I lingered kisses from her lips and down her neck.
Her fingers played with the hem of my shirt before she finally pulled it off.
I fumbled with her blouse as it had buttons running from top to bottom.
"Are you trying to kill me?" I mumbled under my breath as I struggled with the buttons still.
She giggled and brought her hands to her shirt, swiftly unbuttoning it and throwing it to the side. I stared at her and admired how gorgeous she was.
I easily unclasped her bra, letting it fall of her shoulders. I brought my mouth down to one nipple, and played with the other using my hand.
She let out small moans here and there. I began trailing kisses from her chest to her stomach until I reached her pants. I pulled them down to reveal her skimpy panties.
I groaned is I took in the sight before me. "Red? Really, Blake, are you trying to kill me?" I asked. Red was my favorite color, and well, red on Blake just made it even better.
I brought my mouth back up to hers as I hungrily kissed her. I pushed her panties to the side and stuck one finger in, earning a moan from Blake.
I worked her until she was wiggling beneath me before a pulled off my boxers and slammed into her.
I had actually planned on going slow tonight, and showing her how much I did love her, but that was out the window now.
I thrust in and out of her at such a fast past. Blake was a moaning mess. Her eyes were rolling to the back of her head.
"Oh my god, Dansby. Please never stop," she begged in between moans.
I could tell she was getting close. I brought my hand down to her clit as I continued to thrust at my quick pace.
She gripped the sheets as she came completely undone. "Dansby, holy shit," she moaned.
Hearing her moan my name does something to me every time. My thrusts got sloppy and even faster as I got to my breaking point.
I pulled out of her and flopped down beside her. I listened to her labored breathing as I tried to steady my own.
Blake rolled over and looked at me. "What does this mean for us?" she questioned. She looked worried.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Like are we a couple now? We kind of confessed our love for one another," she said.
"Do you want to be a couple?" I asked, staring at her.
"Yes," she breathed. "I really would."
"Then yes. We're a couple," I said, pulling her into a kiss.
