That's a Promise (11 page)

“Brooke couldn’t resist. You gotta take off something else. And bring a shot over,” Rob yelled from across the room. I laughed, knowing Robbie’s story was going to be that one bit of gossip that she couldn’t let go of. We walked back over to the group, and Seth ended up taking off a sock; needless to say, all the women were disappointed.

I took Blake’s hand and dragged him to the dance floor, wrapping my arms around his neck. We swayed back and forth to the slow song that was playing, and then he asked me the question I hoped he never would have asked.

“Have you and Seth ever been anything more than friends, Jo?” I pulled back to get a look at his face. He didn’t look angry, just curious.

I kept my hands laced together extremely tight so I couldn’t move them. I internally debated the pros and cons of telling him the truth about what happened between Seth and me. Eventually I knew that it would probably make things awkward and worse between two people that I cared about most in the world, so I decided to not tell him. It was in the past, so there was no reason to ever bring it up again.

I crinkled my eyebrows to show confusion at his question. “No! Why?”

He looked relieved by my answer, and I instantly felt guilty for lying to him.

“He just seems to touch you a lot, and the way he looks at you sometimes… just doesn’t scream ‘friend’ to me,” he said with a shrug. He tried to brush it off, but I could tell it was something that he had been thinking about for a while. I sighed and pulled myself closer to him.

“No, he’s just my best friend. He has always been there for me, so we are just really close.”

“Yeah… I’m sorry for asking, but I needed to know.” He pulled back from me, pushed some hair out of my face, and cupped my cheeks. “I have no intention of sharing you, Josie. If we’re going to do this, then you need to be mine and only mine.”

My breathing quickened at his proclamation, and I nodded my head in response. “I’m yours, completely,” I whispered.

He leaned down and kissed me. At first it was sweet, but then with the change in music and alcohol taking effect, we started to get more passionate. Yes, we officially were one of
those
couples, the ones who practically have sex on the dance floor. He grinded his hips into mine and I savored the desire he clearly felt for me. His tongue touched every part of my mouth, hungry for more.

I turned around and pushed my back to his chest, sliding up and down the front of his gorgeous body. It was invigorating when I felt him get harder against my back, as I seduced him with my dancing. He put his hand on my stomach and pushed the hair from my neck.

He stuck out his tongue and lightly traced his way from my shoulder to the back of my ear. I whimpered, as the sensations caused me to shiver and clench my thighs together. He growled and moaned softly, and repeated the action, only with some more pressure. I could barely stand, so he tightened his grip on me. He moved the hand that wasn’t holding me up to the bottom of my dress, and made a circle on the inside of my thigh.

“Blake…,” I moaned lightly. I needed more, I just didn’t know how to express that to him. He pulled my ear into his mouth, and used his tongue and teeth to work me up even more. There was something so sexy about having his mouth on my ear.

“Tell me what you need Josie,” he whispered to me.

“Mmmm… I need you, Blake,” I said, gasping for air.

“Tell me exactly what you need, Josie. I need to hear you say it.” I swallowed hard at his request, but decided to not let the embarrassment of what I needed get to me.

“I need you to make me come, Blake,” I said with a whimper. He growled again in my ear, clearly pleased with me, and then pushed me towards the back hallway. He backed me against the wall and looked me in the eyes.

“I’m not going to take you here at a bar, Josie, but make no mistake, I will make you come multiple times before the night is over.” He leaned in and licked from my neck down my chest. “I’ll help you out for now, but I’m not done with you tonight. Got it?” he asked before nipping at my cleavage. I nodded, because that’s all I wanted. I needed all of him that night. I couldn’t wait any longer.

He took my nod for what it was, and then leaned in to kiss me again. He licked my lips until I parted them so he could caress his tongue against mine. It was such a heated moment. We were both extremely turned on and all I could think about was the throbbing ache that rested in between my legs. I moved my hands under his shirt and touched his firm stomach, chest, and of course the sexy v at the top of his pants, making me ache for more of him.
This party needs to end now so I can get him undressed!
I thought.

He moaned in my mouth before trailing his hand down the slit in the front of my chest, leaving a path of pure hot hunger. He moved his other hand to the bottom of my back, before slipping it down the dress and resting it right above my butt.  

He cupped my breast in his other hand, and I exploded with salacious need. He seemed to have no issue being turned on by my small breasts, and it made me feel sexier than I ever had. I needed more, more touching more of Blake in every way. He seemed to know exactly what I needed because his hand that was resting on my back, cupped my ass perfectly.

He trailed his kisses down my neck and I rolled my head to the side. He squeezed my nipple in between his fingers and then brought his head down to put it in his mouth. I moaned loudly as his hot mouth worked against my sensitive skin. He took the hand that had been grabbing my ass and slipped it under the front of my dress, pulling down the soaked black thong that had become very unnecessary.

He moved his mouth away from my nipple and crouched down until I stepped out of my panties. I had to grab onto his shoulders for support, but he was strong enough to make sure I didn’t fall. He came back up trailing his fingers up the side of my knee. When he got to his full height, his hand had made it to the apex of my thighs. His eyes looked almost black with need.

“I want to taste you when we get back to your room, but for now I’m going to make you come with just my fingers.” His voice was so husky and deep as he said it, and I felt delirious, craving only him. He slid his finger inside of me and I almost collapsed to the ground. I tried gripping onto the wall to hold me up, but I couldn’t get a grip. Blake wrapped his arm around my back, pulling me closer to him and giving me the stability I needed.

“Hold on to me, baby, I want to feel you react to my touch.”

I wasn’t going to last very long, since he had been working me since we got into the truck earlier. I whimpered every time his thumb pressed on my clit. He could tell I was getting close, because I dug my fingers into his shoulders and moved my hips in sync with his fingers. He slipped another finger inside of me and increased pressure on my clit. That extra pressure was exactly what I needed, and I finally reached the pinnacle of desire that we were working towards. I cried out and vaguely felt Blake’s lips cover mine to help drown out the noise I was making. I convulsed in his arms and went blind for a good thirty seconds before I came back down from my high. Blake straightened out my clothes and placed multiple soft kisses on my tender lips.

“You’re a vision, Jo. I will go my whole life living to see that again.” I smiled wistfully at him, and we stayed there for a couple minutes longer until he was able to get his himself under control.

The rest of the night was amazing. We danced until our legs couldn’t stand anymore. Seth ended up shirtless, sockless, shoeless, and boxerless (but not pantless) by the end of the night, and Brooke ended up completely wasted.  His tattoos on display only got him more action from all the women in there, but I didn’t feel any ounce of hurt or jealousy. I had everything I needed in Blake.

I danced with everyone, and we all just enjoyed each other’s company. I started drinking water soon after Blake and I had our intimate moment, so I wouldn’t get any drunker. I wanted to be completely sober when I took Blake back to my dorm. Brandon ended up carrying Brooke out the door, and said he would take her to his and Blake’s house and drop her off in the morning. That worked for me, because it meant alone time with my man.

Seth drove us back to the dorms, and we were all exhausted and too tired to talk. Seth grabbed my arm before I walked into my room with Blake. He pulled me aside and gave me a pleading look.

“Please don’t sleep with him tonight, Josie.” I did not see that coming. I took a step back and shook my head, not understanding.

“Why? What the
hell
Seth! You can’t say shit like that!” He looked down at the ground, and I knew he was contemplating what to say next.

“You’re right,” he said eventually. “I don’t have a say in what you do, but Josie you’re my best friend, and I’m not convinced he’s not going to hurt you one day. I think you should just hold off a little longer.”

“Well, it’s not your decision to make,” I said softly. I put my hand on his arm before turning and walking into my room. I wasn’t going to let him ruin this moment with Blake.

Blake was flipping through the book I was in the middle of reading before putting it down when he saw me.

“I wasn’t snooping, I swear,” he said, raising his arms in the air as if in surrender. I just laughed at him before sitting next to him on my bed. I turned towards him and wrapped my arms around him, laying my head in the nook between his shoulder and neck. His arms wrapped around me in return almost instantly.

“Thanks for an amazing birthday, Blake.” He leaned me back onto the bed and climbed over me.

“You are most welcome, pretty girl. Seeing you in that dress might have been more of a gift for me though,” he said, smiling as his eyes trailed down my body. I felt every inch of my body heat up as his eyes looked me over. I nudged him off of me and stood up.

I leaned over the bed and said softly to him, “And what about what’s underneath?” His eyes darkened at my question, and he scooted back on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows. I straightened, and gave myself the courage to take off my clothes in front of him. I just needed to remember that he had never done anything to make me feel like he was a threat to me.

I grabbed the edge of the dress that rested on my shoulder and slowly slid it down my arm. My breath quickened as I watched him harden in his pants. The other sleeve was next, and as soon as that was out, my whole chest was exposed to the man I was falling for. The dress still rested on my hips, so I shimmied and pulled it the rest of the way off, very slowly. I was left in my thong and heels and prepared to take them off when Blake reached for my hand to stop me.  

“I want you to keep those on,” he said to me huskily. He got up, picked me up, and laid me back on the bed gently. “You are the most beautiful woman to have ever walked this earth, Josie.  I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you,” he said to me sincerely. I believed every word that came out of his mouth. Not because I agreed, but because I knew he meant them.

He kissed from my belly button up to my chest, flicking his tongue over my hardened nipples before he reached my lips. There was so much passion in that kiss, making me lose all focus of the world. It was just me and the feel of Blake against my soft heated skin. I started grabbing at the bottom of his shirt, eager to feel his bare skin against mine. He leaned back on his feet and took off the shirt for me.

As the shirt went over his head, I was struck again at how handsome he was. I had seen him work out at the gym without his shirt on, and I always seemed to be left with a dry mouth, thirsty for something only he could offer me. His broad chest, thick arms, and defined abs were what every girl dreams they could have access to, so I wasted no time moving my mouth to lick his chest. He moaned as I licked him, but eventually pushed me back down on the bed.

“Let me kiss you,” he said to me in a rough voice. I nodded, but he shook his head. “No, I mean I need to kiss you all over. Let me kiss every inch of you, Josie. Please say yes.”

“Yes,” I whispered.

He sat back and pulled my leg up onto his shoulder. He started his luscious torture like that. Licking, sucking, and nipping up my leg to the top of my thigh. When I lifted my hips so he could kiss me
there
too, he pulled back. He continued the torment on my other leg. He put his fingers on the front of my thong and rubbed me through the fabric. I moaned, and he groaned.

“You’re soaked through. Is that all for me?” he asked, hunger evident in his voice. I nodded to him and moaned even louder as he slipped his fingers inside of my panties. He pulled the fabric to the side and moved his mouth over my mound, flicking my clit with his tongue. I shivered from the electricity it sent to my core.

“Mmm… Josie, you taste so good in my mouth,” he said, sitting up briefly. He slipped off my panties, but kept my heels on. Every second that he wasn’t touching me, made my body ten times hungrier for him.

He looked me in the eyes, smirked, and said, “You’re the fucking embodiment of beauty right now, Josie.” I was going to roll my eyes, but they stayed in the back of my head when he put his hot mouth on me. He parted me open with his fingers so he could get better access, and licked inside of me and up to my clit. It was the most sensual thing I had ever experienced, having his mouth kiss and suck me like that.

I was going to come any second, but I wasn’t ready for it to end. I reached for something to grab on to because I felt like I was going to fall. I dug my heels into his back and he moaned while sucking my clit harder into his mouth.

“Let go, baby. I’m not nowhere near done yet,” he murmured. The vibrations of his voice  and the rub of his stubble against my sensitive skin, got me to the point I needed to be, and when he tugged my clit back into his mouth I was sent spiraling over the edge, into the rolling bliss of the orgasm he worked me towards. He lapped at the come that had slowly started seeping out of me, and went right back to work on my clit with his thumb. He really wasn’t finished with me, and I was glad.

I was lost in delirium and barely registered the sound of the door opening. My vision started to focus, and I saw Seth standing there staring at us with a look that could kill.