Blake
Chloe and I were sitting on the floor, on a blanket by the fireplace, eating chocolate cake. I have had a great night with her and am happy she seems to be doing okay today. It has been the perfect date night, even if it is just in the house. Sometimes those are better than going out.
“I can’t eat anymore. Why did you let me eat so much, Blake.” Chloe laughs.
“I did not make you do anything.” I protest and laugh.
Chloe comes over to me and climbs into my lap, a leg resting on each side of me.
“It is your fault!” she snickers and prods my nose.
“Fine! I will take the blame. Take one for the team.” I chuckle and do the same back to her.
Chloe grins and presses her lips softly to mine. I smile and slip my arms around, kissing back. She pulls back after a moment.
“Tonight has been perfect, Blake. Thank you. It is exactly what I needed.” She says softly and runs her fingers through my hair.
“Yes, it has been. I am happy you are doing better, sweetheart.”
Chloe buries her face in my chest and hugs me. I happily hug her back and stroke her hair. Her warm breath soon comes in contact with the skin of my neck, and it causes me to shudder.
Chloe dances her lips along my neck, and a deep, throaty moan escapes from deep in my throat. She nips my skin with her teeth which makes me moan even louder.
Chloe runs her hand down my chest and then up under my tee. Her fingers trail along my stomach and up to my bare chest.
I close my eyes, “Fuck.” I breathe out.
Her touch on my skin feels damn good. She runs her lips up my jawline and back to my lips. She brushes her against mine but doesn’t kiss me.
“Chloe,” I huff.
She giggles and finally lets our lips touch. I groan into it and hold her tightly to me. It doesn’t take long for things to become heated. I pull back. I need to make sure she still wants this.
“Why did you stop?” She whispers.
“Because I need to know if you still want this or have changed your mind?” I reply and caress her cheek.
“I still want it, Blake. Badly.” She breathes out.
I nod and retake her lips in mine. She whimpers and rolls her hips to mine. Fuck, it feels good. I lay her down and tower over her. I run my hand up her thigh and bring it around my hip. She moans and puts her other one around me.
Chloe reaches for the bottom of my tee and pulls it over my head. She tosses it aside.
“Mmm, you are so damn sexy, Blake.” She whimpers and runs her nails down my bare chest and stomach.
I take the bottom of her tee in my hand, and she nods to give me permission to remove it. I do, and it joins mine on the floor. I dip my head down to kiss her neck. She gasps and tugs my hair. I run my lips over her throat and between the valley of her breasts. Chloe shudders under me and arches up from the floor.
“Take it off,” she whispers.
I searched for the clip and found it at the front of the bra, Chloe giggling as I searched. Whose idea was it to put the hook at the front rather than the back? It is very confusing. I undo it and then remove it altogether.
I rest up on my knees between her legs. I admire every inch of her half naked body. She is so damn beautiful! Chloe suddenly covers herself up with her hands and becomes self-conscious.
“Angel, please don’t hide from me; you have no reason. You are perfect the way you are.” I say softly and take her hands in mine to pull them away from her body.
“Sorry, I can’t help it,” she whispers.
I reach down and press a soft kiss to her lips, only for a second before I pull away, “You really are beautiful, Chloe. I wish you would see that in yourself.”
Chloe smiles and blushes. I let my lips fall on now naked breasts. I kiss over them and flick my tongue over each of her nipples. She cries out and grips the blanket under her. I smirk against her skin and continue downwards.
I stop just above her bottoms and glance up at her. Her eyes are already on me.
“Can I?” I ask, and she nods eagerly.
She lifts her lips, letting me remove them, and I throw them away. I kiss up her legs, onto her thighs and then to the inside of them. I place butterfly kisses on the skin, and she moans loudly.
I brush my lips over her panties, and she gasps. I hook them in my fingers, and she lifts her hips again to let me remove them. I set them aside and dance my fingers over her folds. I can feel her wetness.
“Fuck, Chloe, you are so wet.” I groan.
“It is what you do to me every time you kiss or touch me.” she breathes out.
“I want a taste.”
She seemed surprised at my request.
“You do? You would do that for me?” she asks.
“Yes. Why wouldn’t I, angel?”
“Because it is usually me giving. I never receive.” She whispers.
Another thing that makes her ex an asshole.
“That isn’t how it works in my house, gorgeous.” I wink.
I watch excitement pool in her eyes, and she opens her legs further for me. I growl and don’t waste another moment. I bury my face between her thighs and flick my tongue over her clit to start with. It is enough to make her entire body shake.
I massage her thighs and tongue her folds, up and down, before placing my lips over her clit again. I tug on it, swirl my tongue slowly to start with, and then pick up speed.
“Oh God, Blake, it feels good.” She calls out.
I tease her hole with my fingers. I gently slip one into her, followed by a second and stroke as my tongue continues to work her clit. Her back arches, and she rolls her hips into my fingers. She tastes and smells damn good.
I became greedy, kissing, licking and sucking every inch of her pussy I could reach. I press my fingers deeper into her.
“Blake, I am close already.” She whimpers.
I smile proudly to myself. I pride myself on my oral skills, and I am happy she is enjoying it so much I can make her come quickly. I go to town on her, and only seconds later, she clenches around my fingers, and her legs begin to shake.
I remove my fingers but soon replace them with my tongue, just in time for her to spill for me. Her juices coat my tongue as the pleasure dominates her, my name coming in squeals from her mouth. I don’t stop until there is nothing left until she stills.
I kiss my way back up her body, kneeling between her legs. Her eyes are closed, her chest is heaving, and her face is flushed.
I lick my lips and groan loudly, “Fuck, Chloe, you taste good.”
Chloe opens her eyes to look at me, “God, you are incredible. I have never come so quickly before.”
“Mmm, trust me, I enjoyed that as much as you did, sweetness.”
I lick my lips again and can still taste her. I could do that every day, multiple times, if I had the time.
Chloe reaches in and pulls the tie of my joggers, “I need you to take me now, Blake. I need it and you so badly, but please be gentle.” She pants.
“I promise I will be, sweetheart.” I smile.
It is time to show her not all hands are rough and want to hurt her. Sex is supposed to be pleasurable for both. I want her to know a man can be gentle with her and care for her in all ways.