Forever Blake (Once Upon a Player Book 3) by Elena Matthews (motivational novels for students .txt) 📕

“Interesting? I kicked ass in there.”

“You…definitely did.”

“Okay, so what’s with the lack of enthusiasm?” I ask off the bat.

She glances at the open door, her cheeks deepening with a darker pink.

“What’s wrong?” I ask when she still doesn’t speak.

She lets out an unsteady breath, smiling. “Nothing is wrong. It’s quite the opposite actually.”

I narrow my eyes, confused. “I’m not following.”

Taking a second glance at the door, she inches closer until we’re toe to toe. “I’m…” She gulps while fluttering those beautiful eyes at me. Her near heat has goose bumps rising along my skin.

“You’re what?”

“It turned me on, Blake,” she finally admits. “It’s the first time I’ve seen you at work as a lawyer, and it took everything in me not to jump your bones. You were so hot.”

Oh.

Oh…

Suddenly, the heat I was feeling quadruples, and the bottom of my spine tingles while my cock grows hard against my slacks.

“Reagan,” is all I can manage to whisper.

“I know; I know. We can’t do anything…but right now, I can’t remember what our reasons are.”

I can’t remember either. I do know that we can’t do anything in my office, where anyone could walk inside.

“Meet me in the filing room in two minutes. The one no one ever uses.” She gently brushes her hand with mine before she spins away from me and leaves my office.

Being fueled by only the pheromones pumping through my veins, I take two long strides to my desk and call through to my assistant.

The instant she answers, I bark out, “Hold all my calls and meetings for the next hour.” I don’t give her a chance to respond; I just hang up and hightail it out of my office.

I practically sprint to the filing room. The second I enter, my breath gets caught in my lungs when I’m slammed against the back of the door, and warm lips attack mine. With one hand, I pull her closer to my chest while my other hand blindingly searches for the lock behind me. Reagan’s tongue caresses mine, and it’s the most intoxicating feeling. I forgot what it felt like to be kissed by her…almost hypnotizing.

My hands instinctively move to her waist while her hips roll against mine.

“Reagan,” I whisper against her lips.

She pulls away slightly, so her lips are just a breath away from mine. “No, not Reagan. Ever.”

My cock painfully throbs against the tight constraint of my trousers, and I need them off, stat.

“Ever, are you sure you want to do this?”

“Hmm, yes. You were lucky I didn’t ride your cock in front of everyone during that deposition.”

The hot vision of her hiking up her skirt, perching her pretty ass on me, and fucking me invades my mind.

“Are you sure, Blake?”

I can’t even think of life half an hour into the future right now. All I can focus on is Ever and remembering what it felt like to be buried inside her. It’s been way too long. I know we shouldn’t be doing this, especially here in the place I work, but the urgency is nothing I’ve ever experienced. I need her in a way my lungs need their next breath.

I don’t offer her an audible answer. Instead, I respond by lifting her up to my waist and pushing her up against a bookshelf. A bunch of books fall from the other side as I settle her ass on a shelf. Our mouths reconnect while her hands push at my shoulders, shoving my jacket to the floor. She reaches up to my shirt and begins to unknot my tie. She moans into my mouth as I rake her skirt up over her hips, my fingertips tracing over her thighs, making her quiver. My lips travel along her jaw, to her neck, and down to her cleavage before returning to her lips.

Our breathing is fast as our hands roam over each other, clawing at our clothes, eager to get them off. Our lust-filled eyes connect as Ever whips my tie over my head and then proceeds to unbutton my shirt while I focus on pulling her panties to the side. I bring my hand to her pussy, and at my simple touch on her warm, wet flesh, Ever launches her lips back onto mine, humming little moans against my mouth. I’m dizzy with arousal as her hands reach down to cup me through my pants before pulling at my belt, desperately unbuckling and unfastening my pants. The second my cock is free, Ever positions it against her pussy, and with a single tilt of my hips, I thrust inside of her.

“Blake…fuck.”

Her breathless words are the driving force. Gripping her thigh, I bring her leg over my shoulder, and I take control and drive my cock inside her tight pussy.

God, she feels…holy shit.

I don’t even slow down as my thighs begin to ache at having her in this position; the pain only edges me further. I suck along the pulse on her neck while her fingernails crawl up and down my back. Her moans increase by the second. They also get louder, so I change strategy and slam my mouth on hers to swallow her sounds of pleasure, never slowing down my pace. My hips rock against Ever’s as I thrust my cock inside her over and over. Her gushing pussy drips along my balls, and I love being this connected to her. Nothing between us but lust and pure, unadulterated passion.

Seconds turn into minutes. Heat circles around us like we’re in our own personal sauna, and sweat drips down my spine.

“Blake, God…yes…”

As I feel my climax quickly approaching, my tongue lashes deeply with hers as I fuck her hard and fast.

“Baby,” I grunt against her lips, sucking her tongue with mine as my body begins to tremble, my balls tightening, my spine tingling. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”

That’s when it suddenly occurs to me that I didn’t put a condom on. I was so wrapped up in the passion of