If Only (GxG)

Chapter 20 Closer Pt2 (Explicit)

Her pace shifted—no longer teasing, no longer taking her time. She worked me higher and higher with practiced ease, licking and sucking in ways that had me unraveling fast, my moans spilling freely into the air. The sounds of her mouth on me, the quiet, desperate noises she made as she devoured me, sent heat curling low in my stomach.

"Blake—oh—fuck—" My voice was hoarse, desperate, my body strung so tight I felt like I might snap.

My hands found her hair, threading through the dark strands, tugging just enough to make her moan into me. That sound alone nearly sent me over the edge.

For minutes, the only sounds were my gasps and Blake's tongue sending me higher, higher—until I was mindless, completely at her mercy.

She wasn't just making me come.

She was claiming me.

Faster than I thought possible, she had me hurtling toward another climax, my body seizing, shaking.

I gripped the sheets for dear life as it hit me, tearing through me like a lightning strike. A strangled cry ripped from my throat as my second orgasm of the night crashed over me, leaving me breathless.

Blake didn't stop.

She kept licking me softly, drinking me in, her tongue languid and possessive.

A moment later, she rasped against my thigh, her voice dark with something unreadable.

"Do you remember your safe word, sweetheart?"

My brain barely registered the question, still floating in a blissed-out haze. But I nodded weakly. "Yes."

"Good."

The grip on my thighs tightened—not painful, but firm. A warning. A promise.

Then suddenly—

Blake was back on my clit, this time with devastating precision, alternating between slow, teasing flicks of her tongue and deep, hungry suction that sent lightning bolts of pleasure straight through me.

I cried out, my body jerking beneath her, but she held me steady, pressing me deeper into the mattress, her strong hands keeping me exactly where she wanted me.

"Blake—oh my God—" My voice was barely coherent, wrecked with need. My hands fisted in the sheets, my legs trembling around her shoulders.

She hummed against me—a wicked, satisfied sound that vibrated through my core.

"You take everything I give you so well," she praised, her voice a sensual rasp.

I whined, my back arching, my body unable to escape the overwhelming sensation of her mouth working me open again, dragging me under, drowning me in pleasure.

Blake lifted her head just enough to meet my gaze, her lips glistening, her eyes dark and unreadable. "No one else gets this," she murmured, pressing a slow, devastating kiss to the inside of my thigh. "No one else gets to taste you, touch you, fuck you like this."

My entire body clenched, fire pooling low in my stomach.

She smirked, feeling the reaction.

"Say it."

I could barely breathe, barely think beyond the need she had left in her wake. "No one—" My voice broke, pleasure choking me. "No one but you—only you—"

Blake buried her mouth against me again, her tongue flicking, sucking, her fingers gripping my thighs so tight there would be marks in the morning.

"Blake!" I screamed as my third orgasm tore through me, blinding and brutal, the pleasure so overwhelming I thought I might shatter completely.