If Only (GxG)

Chapter 20 Closer Pt2 (Explicit)

She leaned forward, her grip tightening slightly on my jaw, her thumb dragging slowly down the column of my throat, pressing just enough to make my breath hitch.

"I could keep you like this forever," she murmured, her voice rich with promise, her eyes gleaming with hunger. "So obedient. So eager. Just waiting to please me."

Her words wrapped around me like silk and steel, sinking into my bones, owning me. I trembled under her touch, my body humming with anticipation.

I swallowed hard, my voice barely steady. "Let me show you how good I can be."

Blake groaned, a sound so low and primal that it sent a fresh wave of heat pooling between my thighs.

"Oh, sweetheart," she murmured, tilting my chin higher, forcing my gaze to stay locked with hers.

Blake's grip on my chin softened, her thumb brushing lightly over my cheek, a stark contrast to the raw intensity in her eyes.

"Have you done this before?" she asked, her voice still edged with authority but gentler now, patient.

I nodded, my breath hitching, but Blake wasn't satisfied with that. Her thumb traced slow circles against my skin, grounding me, her stormy gaze searching mine.

"If at any time you want to stop, all you have to do is say so," she murmured, her voice quiet, intimate. "Do you understand, darling?"

A warmth spread through me, deep and steady, dissolving any lingering tension. It wasn't just the promise of pleasure that sent a shiver through me—it was her.

The way she held me, the way she looked at me, like I was the most precious thing in her world.

My heart clenched. "I understand."

Something in her expression softened, her lips parting like she wanted to say something more, something unspoken flickering between us.

And then, her thumb brushed lower, grazing my bottom lip, her voice dipping into something even softer.

"I love you," she murmured, the words slipping from her like a secret, reverent and raw.

A surge of emotion hit me so hard my breath stuttered. I didn't even hesitate. "I love you too. I—I really want this."

The slow, satisfied smile that spread across her lips was devastating.

"Good girl," she whispered, her touch trailing down my jaw, my neck, lingering just long enough to make my pulse race.

Then, in one slow, controlled motion, she leaned back against the headboard, parting her legs slightly, a deliberate, teasing invitation. A test. A command. A reward.

"Come here," she ordered, her voice like sin, low and velvety with command.

I obeyed instantly.

Crawling onto the bed between her legs, my breath came in short, shallow bursts. Blake watched me like a hawk, tracking every movement, every flicker of hesitation, her gaze burning into me with anticipation, control, ownership.

She was testing me.

Waiting to see how far I'd go, how much I'd give her.