Behind Closed Doors (17 page)

Chapter 4

Vivian pulled the white curtains in the living room aside and watched as Blake jumped into his jeep and sped off down the gravel driveway before disappearing around the corner. She clucked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. The taste of him was still very much present in her mouth, reminding her of what had just take place between them.

His reaction wasn't exactly what she had hoped for. Frustrated, she looked over her shoulder to check the time. It was 1am. She was almost certain she knew where he was headed. Mike Mitchell's bar, which closed in an hour. Remembering she still had his mobile phone's tracking activated she walked back into the kitchen and pulled her phone from her purse.

Just as she had suspected.

He was just a few blocks down the road at Mike's. She imagined he was there beating himself up over what had just happened. She weighed the pros and cons of going after him and decided to give him enough time for a couple of drinks before she would do so.

Vivian paced the floor, back and forth, watching the time and the phone's tracking. He was still there. After giving him a full thirty minutes she grabbed her purse and headed for her car. They'd have a little chat, and she'd make him realize it wasn't him that had initiated it.
She
was the one who wanted
him.
As she walked outside she noticed that she was still feeling slightly light-headed and her body was still throbbing from the orgasm he’d given her.

She wanted that feeling again, and again, and again, until they were both exhausted and fell asleep in each other’s arms. Now that she knew that he held the same desire for her that she had for him, she was sure all she needed to do was make him realize that what they’d experienced together was wonderful and right. And one of the best things that could have ever happened, to either of them.

Once he saw things her way, then they could move on and perhaps consider a real relationship, as a couple. No longer stepfather and stepdaughter.

Just as Vivian turned the key in the ignition to her little Focus she glanced over to the tracking and noticed Blake was once again on the move. She held her breath waiting to see where he was headed. His marker stopped at what she assumed was the exit to the bar, it paused for what seemed like an endless minute, then to her relief it started to travel back towards the house, and more importantly, to
her
.

Turning the engine off again, she grabbed her phone and purse and sprinted for the house, figuring it would be better for him to find her casually relaxing watching some more of the Freddy marathon rather than standing by the window awaiting his return. The marathon was now on the third film and Freddy was currently in the middle of killing some girl by pulling her headfirst into a television set, mounted on the wall.
Not his most creative kill
, Vivian found herself thinking as the front door opened, which she presumed meant Blake was home.

She strained her ears to hear what he was doing in the kitchen, but stayed where she was.
Let him come to you
, she advised herself. Which he finally did. When she felt his eyes on her, Vivian looked over to see his sexy body leaning against the living room entryway.

Their gazes locked.

"Tell me what you want, Vivian," Blake said, breaking the silence.

What did she want? Was he so blind that he couldn't see what she wanted? Or was he just making sure...?
 
She answered with the only answer she could. "I want you."

He seemed to consider her answer, as he ran a shaky hand through his thick, short blonde hair. "Then why are you still sitting over there?" he finally asked, a hint of a grin played across his lips.

Vivian smiled at him, the look of relief and love in her eyes clearly telling him everything he needed to know. She stood and rushed over to him, falling into his arms. Blake caught her, pulling her so tightly against his rock hard body that she had to fight to breathe.

He hooked a finger under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his. His grey eyes spoke of the feelings he possessed for her; desire, love, admiration, respect. He lowered his mouth to hers, his lips sweeping across hers ever-so-lightly, making her long for more.

Her hands snaked up around his neck as she pulled herself up to him and deepened the kiss, her tongue eagerly moving past his lips, seeking out his own. While their tongues dueled, his hands moved up under her skirt and gripped her bottom, squeezing it and pulling her groin tight against the ridge of his cock.

"Let's go upstairs," she moaned under her lips.

He pulled back from her, looking deep into her desire-ridden brown eyes. "Are you sure?"

Was she
sure?
 
She had never been
so
sure of anything in her life! She nodded as she chewed lightly on her lower lip.

"Alright," Blake nodded. His hand cupping the back of her head, he urged her lips back up to his, claiming her lush lips once more. This time, however, the tenderness was replaced with heated urgency. Without warning he scooped her up into his arms, causing a squeal of surprise to escape her lips. He hurried up the stairs and carried her into his bedroom, depositing her gently on the bed.

"Come here," she commanded, as she got to her knees and pulled his still standing body closer to the bed. She pushed the hem of his t-shirt up, so she could admire the fine definition of his abdominal muscles. Blake took the initiative to remove the shirt fully, tossing it to the floor.

Leaning forward, Vivian placed feather light kisses on his stomach and worked her way up his torso as her hands worked to undo his jeans. When she had his jeans undone she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down over his hips, letting them drop to the floor at his feet. His growing erection, pushed against his cotton boxers, begging her to touch, taste and fuck it.

Shivers of anticipation ran through her as he bent over, took hold of the hem of her camisole and pulled it up over her head. She'd been waiting for this moment for so long, dreamed of it, and now, in a matter of minutes, he was going to be hers!

Climbing on the bed, Blake pushed her tiny body gently back with his own powerful one. Oh, how she loved the feel of him, hovering over her, his large, muscular, body covering hers. His mouth captured hers, with an increased hunger and intensity, which sent a wave of anticipation through her body, ending in a pulsating between her legs. She wriggled her body under his, her pussy growing wetter by the second.

With a growl Blake's mouth left hers and trailed kisses across her jaw and down the length of her neck. His fingers worked quickly as they unclasped her bra and slid it over her shoulders, tossing it to the floor. His mouth captured her left nipple as his hand palmed the other breast.

His tongue and teeth sent a new wave of electricity shooting through her body. Her hips bucked against him. "I need it
now,
Blake!" she gasped, while her hands gripped his back, digging into his golden tanned flesh.

"I'm taking it slow with you this time, honey," he murmured as his tongue and teeth slid over to the other breast nipping and teasing the second nipple, into a hardened bead.

Vivian groaned in frustration. She wanted his cock so damned badly. Her body was aching for it. Why must he torture her? He was so evil. But, at the same time it felt so good, she didn't want him to stop.

Blake's mouth and tongue worked its way down from her breasts and over her flat stomach, his fingers tugging down her skirt and panties as he went. Vivian bit her lip, trying to keep herself from crying out when he reached her cleanly shaven pussy. The heat of his breath over the wet, sensitive area between her legs was driving her wild for him. Her hands took hold of the rungs on the headboard, gripping them tight.

"Spread your legs for me Vivian," he instructed, running a finger across her juicy slit from her anus to her clit.

With a satisfied sigh, she did as she was told.

"I'm going to eat your hot little pussy like you've never had it eaten before," he promised. His fingers spread her pussy lips and exposed the quivering swollen clit.

Vivian groaned, "Please Blake!" The muscles in her arms tightened as she felt his tongue lick her from her opening to her clit, lapping up her juices. "Oh fuck!"

"Soon," he responded. "I want you to watch me eat you Viv."

She nodded, opened her eyes and watched as his tongue flicked and teased her clit. While his tongue and lips sucked and nipped at her hardened nub, his fingers slipped inside her. His fingers attempted to stretch her pussy in preparation to accommodate his thick, long shaft.

"If your pussy is this tight, I can only imagine what it's going to be like when I fuck your ass Viv," he said, his voice thick with lust.

My ass!
Vivian's eyes went wide as she looked down at him, devouring her.

Noticing her alarmed expression, he chuckled. "Not tonight, honey, not yet. We'll save that for later," he assured her.

She wasn't sure if she was relieved or disappointed. She'd never had a man explore her anus before, but had been curious as to how it felt. But all thoughts of him fucking her ass quickly left her mind as his tongue plunged deep into her warmth. As his tongue, licked and sucked, his finger used her own juices to lube her ass, then slowly made its way into her.

With a gasp, Vivian bucked against him. The muscles in her ass gripped onto his finger. Her pussy ached with need to be filled and the tremors continued to rock through her body. She writhed in sweet agony.

"You're so cruel, Blake," she cried out, when his finger probed deeper into her virgin ass.

"Don't fight me Viv. Relax, honey."

She did as he told her, relaxing the muscles in her ass. She let the pleasure crash through her as his tongue and hands brought her to the edge. "My God, Blake, I'm coming!" She wasn't sure if she screamed it or simply stated it. She was overtaken by a pleasure and relief so intense it brought tears to her eyes. Her pelvis bucked against him, as her juices exploded into his mouth, and covered his hands.

Standing, Blake shed his boxers, freeing his throbbing cock. He then lay back down beside his lovely Vivian, kissing her forehead and then capturing her mouth in a sweet, warm, loving kiss. A kiss that not only rocked her body, but her soul as well.

She loved the taste of herself on his lips and tongue.

Reaching for him, Vivian pulled his body onto hers. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth as he urged her legs apart and settled between them. She needed him to know how much he meant to her, how much she needed him. And
only
him.

He pulled up, bracing a hand on each side of her head. His grey eyes looked deep into her brown ones. "I love you too, Viv," he replied, lowering his head so his lips caressed hers.

She clutched onto him, her fingers digging into his ass, pulling him down. "Then give me that large cock of yours already."

Blake laughed, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "All you had to do was ask." He quipped as his hand led the tip of his cock to the entrance of her heat. He teased her with it for a moment, the head of his cock dipping into her partially, then pulling out.

Growling, Vivian pulled him down hard into her. He filled her completely, to the hilt. Her pussy stretched to its limit in an attempt to accommodate him. Blake groaned into her neck and he began to thrust.

"Don't hold back," she begged, wrapping her legs around his waist, still feeling he was trying to prolong the moment for her. There was nothing she wanted more, at that moment, than to feel him fill her with his cum.

So he did.

He thrust into her hard, deep and fast. Her hips thrust with his, moving in perfect harmony. She was sure her moans could be heard outside, but she didn't care. Let them hear! The man fucking her was amazing and was bringing her to heights she'd never experienced before. Her body quivered and tensed. It was sheer heaven!

"I want to feel you come on my cock Viv," he stated, continuing his unrelenting pace.

Just the simple request, was enough to send her plummeting over the edge. She cried out, her legs tightening around his waist, pulling him into her as deeply as possible.

"Mmmm, Vivian" he responded to her orgasm, as he gave one final thrust.

Vivian felt him fill her with his ejaculation. She clung to him, pressing her face into his neck as he lowered himself onto her, crushing her pert breasts with his sweat-covered chest.

Blake rolled over to his back, and pulled Vivian against him. Her warm, exhausted body snuggled tight to his.

She kissed his chest, as her index finger traced the contours of the muscles in his smooth chest and abs.

A half hour passed before Blake spoke, breaking the silence, "So where was the party you went to last night?"

Vivian crinkled her nose up at him, "Party?"

He nodded, "Yah, the one you went to. Came home with muddy shoes..."

Oh shit! That party
. She groaned inwardly.

Blake rose to get out of bed, despite Vivian's protests for him to stay. "I'll be right back. I have something to show you." he said standing and walking out of the room.

A wicked smile touched Vivian's lips as she watched his beautifully sexy ass leave the room. She rolled over onto her back, her fingers laced behind her head and waited for him to return, wondering what was going on.

A couple of minutes later she heard him coming back up the stairs. She sat up and pulled her knees to her chest, waiting to see what he had for her.

He came into the room holding both his and her phones in his hands.

Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!

"You wouldn't have been on Eastlake Lane would you?" he asked, passing her phone to her and sitting on the edge of the bed with his. "Because apparently
I
was. Didn't even realize I had activated that feature on this phone. Noticed it was on when I left earlier."

Vivian's face blanched and her mouth fell open.

He reached over and touched a few buttons on her phone, bringing up her movement history. "Looks like we went to the same place, no less. I just don't recall there being a house party at that address."