“Hey.” She lifted her head and gave me a look. “Are you denying me your body, Mr. Blackstone?”
I am sure it was the very last thing I expected her to ask me. “Um…why…err…no, Miss Bennett. I would never do such a moronic thing as deny you my body when you are so obviously in need of it.”
“Good thing, because I am feeling much better now. Much better…” She held my face in her two hands and smiled a beautiful smile.
“Ahhh, I can see that you are.” She flexed against my c**k and pulled us tighter together with her legs wrapped around me.
“And I can feel that you are completely on board with my plan, Mr. Blackstone.”
Well of course I am when I have your legs wrapped round my arse and my c**k up against a very nice part of you.
I walked us into the bathroom carefully and set her down on her feet. I found the light switch and enjoyed the second gasp out of her when she got a good look at the bathtub and the view.
“Is that the ocean out that window? Good lord! It’s so beautiful in here I can hardly stand it.”
I laughed. “Now, I’m not so sure if you’re more interested in that bathtub or in ravishing me anymore.”
“But I can multi-task just as well as you can, baby,” she said, pulling her hoodie over her head and letting it drop.
“Did I ever tell you how much I love it when you call me baby?”
Her strip-show was going to be so damn good I could already feel my body starting to hum all over.
“Maybe a time or two you’ve said so.”
She pulled off her t-shirt and that’s when I saw it.
“You wore your necklace.”
She nodded at me, standing there in a lacy blue bra and the heart pendant I’d given her at the beginning of our hellish evening.
“When we changed clothes I didn’t want to take it off.” She flipped her eyes up to mine and fingered the heart.
“How come?” I asked.
“Because you gave it to me, and told me you loved me and—”
“I don’t want you to take it off,” I blurted out in the middle of her sentence.
“—because you said you were all in.”
“I am. With you, Brynne, I am, and I have been from the very start.”
And I meant every word. I knew what I wanted. I understood it crystal clear and there was no turning back with her now.
All in is forever, baby...
When I reached for my girl and showed her how much I did indeed need her, and told her with words too, I knew then that the best gamble of my life had not been the cards I’d played, but that one night on a London street, when a beautiful American girl tried to walk out in the dark, and I played the most important hand I’d ever been dealt, and went…all in.
The End
I am sure it was the very last thing I expected her to ask me. “Um…why…err…no, Miss Bennett. I would never do such a moronic thing as deny you my body when you are so obviously in need of it.”
“Good thing, because I am feeling much better now. Much better…” She held my face in her two hands and smiled a beautiful smile.
“Ahhh, I can see that you are.” She flexed against my c**k and pulled us tighter together with her legs wrapped around me.
“And I can feel that you are completely on board with my plan, Mr. Blackstone.”
Well of course I am when I have your legs wrapped round my arse and my c**k up against a very nice part of you.
I walked us into the bathroom carefully and set her down on her feet. I found the light switch and enjoyed the second gasp out of her when she got a good look at the bathtub and the view.
“Is that the ocean out that window? Good lord! It’s so beautiful in here I can hardly stand it.”
I laughed. “Now, I’m not so sure if you’re more interested in that bathtub or in ravishing me anymore.”
“But I can multi-task just as well as you can, baby,” she said, pulling her hoodie over her head and letting it drop.
“Did I ever tell you how much I love it when you call me baby?”
Her strip-show was going to be so damn good I could already feel my body starting to hum all over.
“Maybe a time or two you’ve said so.”
She pulled off her t-shirt and that’s when I saw it.
“You wore your necklace.”
She nodded at me, standing there in a lacy blue bra and the heart pendant I’d given her at the beginning of our hellish evening.
“When we changed clothes I didn’t want to take it off.” She flipped her eyes up to mine and fingered the heart.
“How come?” I asked.
“Because you gave it to me, and told me you loved me and—”
“I don’t want you to take it off,” I blurted out in the middle of her sentence.
“—because you said you were all in.”
“I am. With you, Brynne, I am, and I have been from the very start.”
And I meant every word. I knew what I wanted. I understood it crystal clear and there was no turning back with her now.
All in is forever, baby...
When I reached for my girl and showed her how much I did indeed need her, and told her with words too, I knew then that the best gamble of my life had not been the cards I’d played, but that one night on a London street, when a beautiful American girl tried to walk out in the dark, and I played the most important hand I’d ever been dealt, and went…all in.
The End
