Chapter 46 - Blake Pierce

Blake POV

“Get off me,” I shout, but he doesn’t move, his hands touching my pussy. I close my legs as the fingers move inside of me and I can feel my pussy getting wet. No, no, this is not happening. Why is this happening to me?

“Calm down, it’s just me,” I hear a whisper, a voice very familiar. Wyatt. His hand moves from my head and I look over my shoulder to see his two-colored eyes staring right at me. Hunger, anger, desire, everything in them scream sexual need. I stop fighting and his fingers move further inside of me and my eyes roll back as a moan comes out of my mouth.

“You knew it was me, your body was ready for me as soon as I entered the room,” he says and I swear I want to slap him, but the way his thumb is caressing my clit is sending me into a place of pleasure and not aggression. The way he works my body is something I will never get used to. He is skillful. He is the most amazing man I have ever fel