Chasing Beautiful (Chasing Series #1) (19 page)

We didn’t speak to each other. I would’ve bit
ten his head off with more snarky comments if he tried. He stopped outside his building and held the door for me. The man behind the desk looked up. “How do you do, Mr. Knightly?”

“Hello, Scott. This is Ms. Sienna Richards, one of my best friends.”

I greeted Scott as we headed for the elevator.  Neither one of us had spoken since we left the club. Well, he wasn’t really my favorite person at the time. I was still angry and a little disconcerted by his coveting display with the bee-otch earlier.

Are you sure you aren’t just jealous?

What if I am, so what? It doesn’t change anything.

I
was a bit miffed that he started this whole thing between us—then immediately decided not to pursue it any longer— and our friendship was hanging on a balance.
And I can’t stop thinking about his kisses. He’s incorrigible.

Riding the confines of the elevator
in utter silence, I couldn’t help flinch from the pain in the soles of my feet. Even if it was only a couple of blocks of walking, with three-inch heels, it was murderous. I would have given anything to soak in a hot bath. I sighed loudly. He didn’t even bother to turn around to ask if I was okay.

Douche.

Entering his apartment, Blake flipped a switch and the lights flickered, surrounding the place with a soft glow. It looked too intimate for my liking.
Maybe I should bail and just go home?

My hands
were fidgety. My palms were sweaty. He better start talking before I collapse from a nervous breakdown.

I stood in the middle of the living room. Memories of the weekend I spent here with him flashed through my mind.
Nostalgia can really dampen one’s emotions
, I thought with wry amusement.

Blake went straight to the bar, poured
a glass of brandy and gulped the entire contents in one go. Why was he stalling?

I stared at him, hands on my hips, glaring.
“Talk.”

“
Why are you acting this way, Sienna?” His passive tone rubbed me irritatingly.

The nerve! He’s acting like a royal
, stupid jerk!

“How
should I be acting Blake? With your little display of shenanigans tonight,
why are you even surprised?
You’re such an insensitive prick!”

He moved
towards me; his scowl deepened. “Are you fucking serious? I’m the insensitive one? Were you not the one who brought your ex and danced with him while—while I sat there and watched his hands—
all over you
—groping and fondling your body. Right. In. Front. Of. Me. ”

I felt hot all over. His close proximity bothered
me and I was having trouble being coherent. “It took every ounce of my power not to smash his face in. I did that. FOR.YOU.” Blake’s beautiful face contorted with fury.

He even looks hot and sexy angry.

Damn it, Sienna. Get your head out of the gutter!

“I didn’t realize you were watching the whole time
.” I whispered slowly.

“Well, that’s where you’re wrong. I watched you like a hawk all night
.” His face merely inches away.

My heart’s about to jump out of my body, I swear.

Snaking my tongue to wet my lips, I gazed up with a questioning look, “Why? You ended things—”

Raking his hand on his hair,
he spoke. “I did and I meant it last night—that’s why tonight was difficult. I was jealous and it obliterated me—seeing you with him—it seriously caught me off guard. I was raving mad, gutted and I wanted to return the favor by making you jealous—” cupping my cheek with his thumb, he went on. “I’m sorry for being such an arse. I want you—God, help me.” His voice wavered. “I want you like no other. Give me another chance?” His eyes were sad and full of remorse as they sought my own.

Damn that cute accent of his. It melts me like a stupid moron.

“I’ll be busy in Marbella for the next couple of months looking over the project. Will this be, I hope, enough time for you to consider me—
us again
?”

I was
rendered speechless.
Think. Mind. Think.

Biting my lip,
I found my voice. “Blake—yeah, I think that’s enough time for us to weigh in on if we really do want this.” 

Blake beamed
happily at me. I think I’ve lost all the fight I have in me, all the reasoning my mind can come up with. I wanted to live and feel alive.

“Thank you, y
ou won’t regret this. I promise.” Blake kissed my forehead…my cheek…

The moment he kissed me—I was done for. There was no way of going back.
He’s in my blood and I’m fevered.

I want Blake
.

He drives me with this tug of constant need.
Everything about him—it just drives me to a frenzied state.

“Blake—just fucking kiss me already—”

The instant our lips touched, I was completely and utterly lost. Deepening the kiss, I let out a loud moan. Blake playfully bit my bottom lip and I nipped him back. Devouring my lips again, I ran my hand on his luxurious hair and I trailed the other down to squeeze his erection. 

I want
ed him. All of him.

Blake growled and
tore himself off my swollen lips. He swiftly picked me up and threw me over his shoulder—caveman style. I screamed and laughed loudly at his dominating display. “Put me down you brute!”

He discharged me and
my body landed roughly on the bed. My eyes expanded as Blake crawled predatorily on me. His eyes—savage. Kissing my legs, my thighs, my heaving chest, my neck and locking his lips on mine again. His kiss was punishing and I exalted from it. I wanted him just as much.

This consuming, dr
iving need to just be with him—was distracting.

“You’re going to be punished f
or what you did tonight my love.” Blake harshly bit out. His hoarse tone loaded with promise—his passion.
I think I just came in my thong.

My body tingled. “
I’d love for you to do it rough—” I ordered him. Blake moaned my name as he bit my neck,
hard
. I gasped from the pain and ecstasy it brought; my pussy quivered with anticipation. Panting as his hand trailed smoothly on my leg, teasing the inside of my thighs. “Ask and you shall receive, milady.”

Hands on my waist, he swiftly yanked me to the edge of the bed, demanding.
“Turn around. Let me take off your dress. Leave your shoes on.” He sat on the edge of the bed, scrutinizing my every move.

Anything
, just don’t stop.
My mind was fogged, my lecherous body enslaved.

Shrugging off the dress
, I let it drop to the floor. Stepping aside, I stood before him with underwear and shoes on. His eyes hooded as they gradually took in my naked body, caressing it with those beautiful eyes of his. “Come here.” His voice was gruff, fervid. 

I sauntered
to the man and halted in between his legs. Blake fixated his attention immediately on my breasts, cupping my heavy tits as he savored them. He bit, squeezed and pinched.

My head fell back
, moaning. Illicit pleasure coursed through my body.

Leaving soft
kisses as he trailed towards my navel and further south as I arched my back, reveling on the high he was giving me, wanting more. He pulled my flimsy underwear off and instantly cast it aside.

Blak
e widely parted my legs and made a guttural sound. “Your cunt is dripping beautifully my love.
You want me that bad?
” Licking the moisture of my pussy with a swipe of his tongue, my body shook as I held on to his shoulder. “Tell me,
how badly do you want it?
” Blake’s directive tone made me stare at him, agape. He was looking at me, waiting.

I gr
oaned with frustration. “
I want you—I’ve always wanted you—
” my confession was rewarded with his sinful smile. I looked at him through my half-lidded eyes as he nipped on the corner of my inner thigh.
Touch me,
my mind screamed.

“
Show me, Blake—want me, punish me, I don’t care I—”

I stopped begging as he plunged his tongue inside me. Moaning as he flickered on the nub and inserted a finger inside
of me. My body was hot and it was humming beautifully from his orchestration. My eyes rolled to the back of my head when he inserted another finger inside. Pulling in and out of me, circling and hooking it to the spot where it was critical for my orgasm. Fuck. Me.

My body quaked
; I panted his name loudly.

“Not yet
,” Blake muttered as he pulled his fingers out. Then he traced his wet digits on my lips and stuck them in my mouth. I sucked them, hard, stroking them with my tongue like they were his cock. He moaned, eyes loving how wanton I looked before him. “How you drive me crazy, woman.”

I pulled his bel
t and pants down followed by his boxers. I hungered for him— to taste him.
I want it all
.

His erect, swollen
, enormous cock sprung free and my hand gripped it boldly, greedily. I stroked him slowly and replaced my hand with my tongue, twirling it up and down, wetting him slowly. I gazed at him as my mouth enveloped his length, slowly and precisely. Controlling my gag reflex as I took it all the way until it hit the back of my mouth.

“
Jesus!
” He rasped through gritted teeth, fascinated.

S
till holding eye contact, I stroked him with my tongue and lips with ardent speed. He grabbed my head, clutching my hair, pushing me down more—I did as he wished. Giving him all I had—until he couldn’t take it anymore.

He pulled m
e up towards him and laid me gently on the bed. “I want you—” Blake declared as I scratched his nipple with my nails. Growling, he went on his knees as he parted my legs. He expertly massaged the nub of my mound while I grabbed his cock at the same time—stroking it, sliding it back and forth through my slick wet folds.

His cock feel
s fucking glorious!

I
was dying from pleasure, begging him to take me while he massaged my boob and slightly pinched my nipple. The head of his cock was teasing my entrance. I spread my legs wider, silently begging him to end my sweet tortured misery.

I moaned his name.
“Are you sure about this? I don’t want you to regret it. I promised to wait—I want you to be sure,” he panted while his engorged shaft teased my opening. I groaned;
this man is killing me.

“Blake—
I want you—please—” Heaving as he inserted his engorged head—gently inside of me. I completely stopped breathing. His head was filling me slowly, but his size was much bigger than what I was used to.

Nervous,
I clenched my vagina muscles unintentionally. “
Jesus baby
—Fuck! Don’t do that—you’re impossibly tight. I might just explode—” His neck veins were showing, straining as he closed his eyes like he was restraining himself, savoring his sweet agony.

“
Bloody fuck
—
you feel—so beautiful
.” Inching himself a little bit deeper this time. He folded my legs and pinned them down with his hands, giving him fuller, deeper access. Thrusting his hips as his cock went deeper inside me. He was enormous and my insides were stretched to its capacity, raw—with no room left. I flinched from the pain. He halted as he sensed my discomfort, cock pulsing thickly inside me. “
Are you okay?
I can stop if you want.” I shook my head urging him on.

“No, no. Don’t you dare stop!”

Blake started to move again. I placed a finger on my clit and massaged it. The gesture made me wetter, making it easier for him to glide his cock freely. I moaned as he picked up his thrusting speed—taking everything he could. His speed changed. Blake pounded and pummeled my pussy hard. “You like being fucked by me, Sienna?” He questioned as he placed my legs on his shoulder. The arch of my hips made it easier for him to access me with thrusting speed. I moaned his name—urging him to fuck me harder—as my orgasm shattered through my body. It came in waves and my convulsing body quivered as he pounded a few more times. He yelled my name through gritted teeth as his own orgasm rocked him, spilling his cum inside me, clenching and squeezing my muscles—milking him to the very last drop.

We both panted heavily, loving his weight on me. He pulled himself on his elbows and looked at me with a huge grin
. “That was out of this world, my Sienna.” Blake kissed me softly. “Now that I know what it’s like with you—I’m never letting you go—
ever
.” kissing me harder this time, full of promise.

Rolling to our sides, Blak
e gathered me towards him. “Sorry I came inside you…I couldn’t help it. Are you on the pill?”