Page 93 of Blue in the Deep Blue Sea

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked, holding her gaze.

“I did,” she swallowed. “You just didn’t care.”

I reached into my pocket, pulled out the letter, and placed it in her hands.

“I kept this all these years, thinking it was just some letter where you confessed you had a crush on me or something. I only read it tonight.”

A tear slipped down her cheek.

“Don’t.”

“I’m sorry.” I brushed the tear away with my thumb. “I’m so, so sorry, Blue.”

I pulled her closer.

“I was such an idiot.”

She bit her lip, her eyes dropping from mine.

“Talk to me,” I whispered. “Scream at me if you have to.”

“I screamed a long time ago, but no one heard me,” she said quietly. “It’s too late for those conversations. I’d like nothing more than to leave all of that behind.”

“Okay,” I swallowed. “Okay.”

I brought my face close to hers, my eyes tracing over her mouth as though it were the first time. A blush warmed her cheeks as she bit her lower lip, her gaze lifting to meet mine. In the blink of an eye, I closed the space between us, my hand wrapping around her throat as I pulled her against me. Tilting her chin, I claimed her mouth, my tongue hungrily exploring hers.

She stole the air from my lungs, leaving me breathless as I drank in her scent like it was the only thing keeping me alive.

“Do you want me, Blue?” I gasped against her lips.

“I’ve always wanted you,” she whispered, her eyes slipping shut.

“Then let me take you,” I whispered back.

I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the metal staircase, lowering her onto it carefully. My lips crashed into hers again, consuming every kiss as my tongue searched her mouth. Without breaking our kiss, I slowly unbuttoned her white shirt, sliding it from her shoulders before letting it fall to the floor. I left her lips and trailed slow kisses down her neck to her breasts. Cupping them in my hands, I squeezed gently, lifting them as my tongue brushed over one nipple before taking it into my mouth and sucking slowly.

My hands drifted to her hips, easing her thong down her legs before tossing it aside. I lifted her left leg, pressing a kiss to her thigh as I guided her foot through the gap between the bars of the railing on my left. Then I moved to her right, carefully lifting her injured leg and positioning it between the iron bars on the other side, leaving her stretched out before me, completely bare.

She lay spread across the staircase, her pussy spread open and exposed before me.

She locked her eyes with mine, gripping the iron bars while her ass rested against the cold metal steps, keeping herself from slipping down.

“I’m thirsty,” she said quietly.

I stepped away from her and crossed to the kitchen counter, grabbing a bottle of water. My gaze lingered on her, spread across the metal staircase, before I slowly unbuttoned my shirt. And with a bottle in my hand, I made my way back to her.

“Open your mouth,” I murmured.

I twisted the cap off, took a sip of water, and leaned over her. My hands landed on either side of her head, caging her in as my face hovered above hers. She parted her lips, and I let the water spill from my mouth into hers. The moment she swallowed, I captured her lips in a hungry kiss, stealing every breath she tried to take.

“Let me erase every bad memory from your life,” I whispered.

My face buried itself in the curve of her neck, nuzzling against her skin before grazing it lightly with my teeth, drawing a soft moan from her lips. My hand slid from her knee, traveling slowly along the inside of her thigh until it found her pussy. My fingertips circled her clit with gentle, slow strokes before slipping lower, gathering her wetness and spreading it back over her clit. At the same time, my kisses wandered across her chest to her breasts. I took one nipple into my mouth again, teasing it with my teeth before sucking slowly, another helpless moan escaping her.

I took a step back, unbuttoning my trousers before pushing them, along with my boxers, down to the floor. My eight-inch cock was already hard, twitching in need, ready to claim her.

I leaned over her, wrapping my hand around the length of my cock as I lowered myself between her legs. I teased her with thetip, circling her clit before gliding slowly down her slick folds. I lingered at her entrance for a heartbeat, then pushed inside her in one smooth motion, drawing a sharp cry from her lips.