Chapter 16

Blake’s eyes were molten as he looked at Heather with desire. When he took out his considerable sh*ft out of his briefs, her mouth gaped open.

Oh dear! It's massive! I think I will die if that will be inside me! She thought in horror.

Harvey's member wasn’t as big and long but she felt a lot of pain so she couldn’t imagine how painful it would be with Blake. His was much longer and thicker.

"Sweetheart? Are you okay?" he worriedly asked when he saw her paled. He cursed.

He came closer to her without putting back his d*ck inside his briefs. He thought that she was probably shocked because of his size.

When Heather realized he was walking to her with his long and huge thing as if to attack her, she turned her head on one side. She was so scared. She didn’t want to experience that pain again. His thing would definitely hurt her badly. It could even rip her p*ssy in half.

"No! Please! Don’t" she cried.

She didn't even want to see it so she closed her eyes though her face was already turned to one side. She shut her eyes even tighter when she felt his body heat and inhaled his manly scent.

Now he had her trapped again. His left palm was flat on the wall as he leaned over her. He took one of her hands.

"Sweetheart, relax. You can hold it first if you want.” He said huskily as he kissed the side if her neck. "You taste and smell so fucking delicious.." he groaned as he inhaled her skin.

"NO!!" she shrieked when his hand guided hers to his d*ck.

"Shhhh.. .feel it. Feel how it throbs for you .Only you can satisfy it. It has been longing for you..." he said hoarsely.

She could feel the tip of his tongue on her skin. After several seconds, finally, his lips left her neck.

"Look at it sweetheart. See how hard it is? It badly wants to be inside you. I want to be inside your heat.."

She slowly turned to take a look at it. He let her hold it.

Now it was in her hand. Somehow her fear had been overshadowed by curiosity. She watched porn before with her friends but this was real. To her surprise, she liked its texture.

"I-It looks interesting...and smooth...and...."before he could finish, Blake interrupted.

"And hard? " a smile was evident in his voice.

She ran the tip of her tongue on her lips before nodding. Their eyes locked while her hand was around his member. His right hand was squeezing her left breast. He was about to say something when they heard someone knocking.

They heard a female's angry voice. "Blake open this door right now!!"

Heather instantly released his d*ck.

"SHIT!" Blake cursed. He removed his hand on her bosom and pulled up her top.

"Put on your panty sweetheart." He ordered as he put his member inside his briefs and zipped his pants.

She quickly took her hipster panty on the chair where Blake put it. It was on top of his white shirt.

"BLAKE!!" came the female's angry voice again and loud knocks followed.

He looked at her to see if she was ready. He even helped her pull down her mini skirt before he quickly kissed her on the mouth.

"Let me take care of this." He said after releasing her lips.

With a heavy sigh, he got his shirt and put it on before heading to the door.

He combed his hair with his hand as an angry Eve came in. She accusingly looked at him when she saw Heather whose back was against the wall. She noticed that she looked ravished because her cheeks were a bit flushed and her lips a little swollen. Eve glowered at Blake.

"What the hell is going on? We already talked right?" She asked him with an angry voice.

"I don't remember agreeing with what you said." Came Blake’s cold reply.

Heather really felt uncomfortable. If Eve didn’t come, Blake might have succeeded doing what he wanted to do to her. She then decided to leave.

Blake sighed heavily. Eve’s arrival wasn’t bad timing. He frowned when he saw Heather walking towards them. She was about to go out.

"Sweetheart don't go!" He held her arm to stop her.

Heather and Eve looked at him .

"SWEETHEART??" His cousin’s voice was very surprised.

Heather’s eyes were on him but they didn’t have any emotions just like her pretty face. “Kevin’s waiting for me." She said in a very cold voice which made Blake grit his teeth.

"B*llshit! Stay here! We'll talk!" He angrily said.

"Let her go Blake! We will talk!" Eve rasped.

"I have to go. I have been away for more than ten minutes. Kevin is probably looking for me.” Heather said before wriggling her arm from his hold.

He uttered another bad word but he had no choice. Eve would not go unless they talk.

Before he released her he said, "We will have out talk later. Wait for me outside! " His voice sounded firm. Then he got his jacket from the chair. "Wear this!" he ordered while putting the jacket around her.

He won’t let her go out with that kind of top. He would definitely make that clear again to her later. He saw that she was about to defy him but she probably changed her mind. She nodded while her gorgeous face looked grim.

After Heather left, Blake looked annoyingly at Eve but she spoke first.

"How many times I told you to leave her alone! What is wrong with you?! Did something happen before I came? Tell me! “ She demanded.

"Will you just stop meddling? We aren't minors anymore." He said as he brushed his hair with his hand in annoyance.

"For Pete’s sake Blake! There are a lot of women out there!”

He kicked one of the lockers.

"Shit! Don't you think I know that? You don't even know how hard I tried to get her out of my system! I did almost everything!" he said through gritted teeth.

His back was on her. He had his hands on the locker with his head down. He kicked it again.

"She won't be good for you and you won't be good for her too! You are just going to ruin each other! F*ck more women if you have to! Go find a new girlfriend! Anyone but her! You are so stubborn!” Eve’s was almost hysterical.

He slowly faced his cousin. He had a serious expression.

"What do you have against Heather?" he asked with his eyes narrowed.

"I don’t have anything against her! According to Stacey, Heather is actually trying to change. What I don’t approve of is what you want to do with her! To both of you! Look at you! Since you broke up with Kristel and found out that Kurt wasn't your son, you became a different man! You are still bitter! You have different women to pleasure you because you don't want any commitment. I know it isn’t easy to forget what Kristel did to you but you can’t go on just using women! If you don’t stop you will hurt more females! Heather is Stacey's sister! If you only want to have sex with her then don’t do it! Stacey is our friend! But if you tell me that you want more than just sex from her then I give you my blessing. But from what I saw, you two will have one hell of a relationship if you become a couple . A good boy turned bad and a bad girl trying to be good. That’s is a recipe for disaster!" Eve said while shaking her head.

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Heather was fuming!

"You good for nothing manslut!" She angrily uttered as she slammed her condo's door.

She threw Blake’s jacket onto the floor and stomped on it repeatedly while cursing at him.

He ruined her night with Kevin. And what was more unacceptable was her sexy but traitor body reacted while he did some yucky things to her. She had been telling herself that she would rather die than let him touch her because he had a lot of sex partners but if Eve didn’t come, she would have been his latest conquest. She wanted to scold herself because she let herself have her first orgasm with him.

"NO!!"She yelled in frustration.

Tomorrow she would plan how to have her revenge. Now all she wanted to do was to take a shower to remove traces of his touch and kisses. She cringed when images of what happened came to her again.

Stacey called her right after she had her shower. Her sister sounded worried. Obviously Eve told her everything. She warned her about Blake's womanizing. She explained a little about his ex- girlfriend who was the reason why Blake changed. Apparently he wasn’t a womanizer before but he liked being with different women to move on. Stacey just reminded her to be more careful and because she didn’t want her to be hurt.

"But if he will go back to the old Blake I knew before, I will definitely want him for you. Eve and I are really hoping that he will get over his ex really soon." Stacey said.

After listening to her half-sister her anger towards Blake became stronger. So he was probably using her like his other women to forget his ex. She felt something upon realizing that he wasn’t yet over his ex. She didn’t want to think that she was jealous. Then she heard the doorbell. Without bothering to put on her clothes, she marched out of her room only wrapped in her towel.

Blake was on her door. He looked as if he had been brushing his hair with his hand repeatedly. He appeared to be tensed. She had the strong desire to slap him but she controlled herself. She wanted to know first why he was at her door.

She raised her left brow. "What now?" She asked in an arctic voice.

His brows knitted which made him look even more attractive. If he wasn’t a womanizer he would have been a good catch . She blinked twice to erase the thought. Blake might look as hot as hell but he was a manslut and that’s that. He was a pervert. Period.

He sighed. "I want us to have a serious talk sweetheart." he said while looking at her with intensity.