Hello all fellow readers! Well this chapter is Rated M, and it is very mature indeed. R&R because I love it! :-) Enjoy, and til next chapter...Happy Readings!

There was no denying, and definitely no stopping, the fire that burned through her body as Chuck's mouth devoured hers. It had been so long since she had felt this with a man. The last man she'd kissed had been Marcus, and compared to Chuck, well there was just no comparison. Chuck didn't just kiss her. He made love to her with his lips. Their lips clung and slipped against each other, their tongues probed and tasted.

He made her feel more with his kisses, than Nate or Marcus had ever managed to make her feel with so much more. Not that she'd slept with Marcus. God no! Nate, yeah ok she had. But he didn't come close to making her feel what she felt with Chuck Bass. It was as if the man was made to make love to her. No Blair, not make love. Have sex. Remember that.

Chuck pushed her hard back onto the bed and Blair let him. A current of excitement coursed through her as she felt his body press against her and his mouth become more demanding. His hands found her breast and he began to tease her nipples, instantly arousing her and making her ready for his touch. Pushing her pelvic bone against his own, Blair tried to find some relief against Chuck's body, but he pulled away.

"Are you getting wet?" he murmured against her neck as he began to trail wet kisses along her collarbone.

She couldn't breathe and she couldn't speak. All she could manage was a small moan as she grabbed the back of his head and pressed him closer to her. His erection was pressed against her hip, making her squirm even more as he began to suck her breasts and work his fingers around the buttons to her skirt. Blair grabbed Chuck's hair a little too harshly and pulled his head up from her chest to look him in the eyes.

"Do you mind?" she breathed between heavy pants. "I'm thousands of miles past foreplay at the moment."

Chuck flashed her his devilish grin. "Patience is a virtue, baby." He ignored her and went back to sucking on her breasts.

"Jesus, I missed you," Chuck hissed against her breasts as he began to move lower down her body. He began to remove her skirt past her hips. Finding the lacy fabric of her fine lingerie, Chuck pushed the material aside and slipped his finger inside of her.

He had wonderful fingers, Blair thought. He stroked her slowly, wanting to draw out her pleasure for a while longer. Blair was beyond control at this point. It had been months. Months since she'd slept with Chuck. She couldn't get enough of him then, and with a four month dry spell in between, it was almost unbearable.

"Chuck...Chuck...Oh, God, please hurry up."

She couldn't wait. He knew that.

He lifted himself off of her and removed his pants, keeping his eyes on Blair the entire time. She looked gorgeous, half undressed and flushed from the tips of her breasts to her cheeks. She was panting and writhing beneath his gaze. He smiled at her. He could see her breath catch. But then she smiled back and reached her hands out to him. She looked adorable. And so he went to her. Hell nothing in the world could keep him away.

He laid himself on top of her because he wanted to feel her under him in submission, because he wanted to ram himself so deep inside her that she'd feel him in her throat, because he felt and uncontrollable urge to possess her forever. He wanted to ravage her, claim her, stake her, and he wanted to know that she needed him just as much, just as desperately as he needed her.

"Tell me what you want?" Chuck said, wanting to hear her ask him for what only he could give her.

Blair stilled beneath him and looked him in the eyes. She saw the determination mixed with desire in his gaze. She needed him desperately.

"Chuck..."

"Tell me. And I'll give it to you. What do you want, Blair?"

"I want you."

"Where?"

She blushed furiously.

"Tell me," Chuck demanded. He could hardly control himself, his erection poised right at her entrance.

"Inside," Blair responded timidly.

Groaning, Chuck buried himself in to the hilt. She cried out as her orgasm hit her instantly. Chuck tasted her sudden cry of delirious pleasure as he continued to thrust upward. He forced himself as deep as he could go and held himself deep inside of her. He wanted to preserve the feel of her around him. The sheer pleasure of feeling her wrapped around him, the feel of her body tightening around him as she came undone.

Blair began to sigh his name over and over, and he lost control.

He loved hearing his name on her lips. Kissing her hungrily, he lost himself in her body over and over.

Their bodies were slick with sweat, his grip on her hips slipping and sliding, but he refused to stop. Blair became just as reckless and wild in his arms. She rocked her hips, grabbed at his shoulder, slid her nails down his back leaving traces of herself across his skin.

She came again soon after. She cried out again on a heated breath. Chuck smiled as she opened her eyes and stared at him, and as she watched him, he plunged erratically into her body and allowed himself his own release.

She couldn't breath.

He couldn't breath.

They couldn't think.

None of it mattered. They were together at last.