The Things We Do For Love Chapter 9

Blair awoke to something firm against her back. She knew what it was immediately, Chuck's hard body. She snuggled closer to him, and Chuck draped an arm around her waist. She opened her eyes, and saw that he was staring at her.

"Waldorf."

"Bass."

She smiled up at him; Blair had never felt so happy in her entire life. She always thought that going to Yale and being with Nate were the things that would make her most happy. How wrong she was. All she needed was Chuck; the rest was just an added plus.

Chuck rolled on his back, and brought Blair with him. She was now straddled on top of his chest.

"Chuck, what are you doing?" Blair asked breathlessly.

He smirked up at her. "What do you think I'm doing?"

Chuck's smile slowly faded. "In all seriousness Blair, we have to talk about something."

She felt the panic grip her chest. "What? What's wrong?"

Chuck sighed, "It's pretty drastic. So don't get upset."

"You're starting to really worry me. So just tell me what's going on." Blair acknowledged.

"Okay, here goes. Are you ready?" He whispered.

"Yes."

Chuck get out of bed, put his pants back on, and went to his nightstand. He took out an envelope, and handed it to Blair.

"Open it." He encouraged.

Blair felt her hands get sweaty, but managed to open the manila envelope anyways. She turned it upside down, and two tickets fell into her lap.

She looked at the tickets, they were for the Caribbean.

"You asshole! Do you know how worried you had me?"

Chuck let out a laugh. "Got you, Waldorf. So what do you think? Are you going to come with me?"

Blair felt her anger melt away. It was really sweet of Chuck to surprise her like this with a trip to the Caribbean.

"Of course I'm going to come. So when do we leave?" Blair asked.

"The day after tomorrow. Do you like your surprise?"

She wrapped her arms around Chuck's neck, and gave him a soulful kiss. "I do. Thank you."

He kissed her back, until they were both panting for breath. "I'm glad. Anything for you, Waldorf."

XOXO

Blair and Chuck boarded the Bass Industries plane, a few days later. They were the only two people on the plane, aside from the pilot and a few stewardesses. They put their luggage away, and went to their seats.

Blair looked out the window, and smiled. This was going to turn out to be the perfect vacation. It was not going to turn out like Tuscany; at least Chuck was here this time.

She was wearing a bright yellow sundress, with flowers all over it. It was a halter top, and showed off all of her neck and back. Chuck had a weakness for her neck. The sundress also showed a bit of cleavage and a lot of leg. Chuck would have it off her the moment they were in their hotel. Blair grinned at that thought.

She turned to face him, but he was already leering at her.

"Did I mention how fucking sexy you look today?" Chuck asked, gaping at her.

"You did. But I think I might need to hear it again." She responded.

"You're unbelievably fucking sexy, Blair." Chuck growled.

"Thank you, baby. You're not so bad yourself either."

Chuck kissed her cheek, and put a stand of her hair behind her ear.

XOXO

A few hours later, Blair had managed to fall asleep. The gliding of the airplane, made for a smooth lullaby to sleep too. She was having the most magnificent dream. Chuck was nibbling on her neck, and had managed to put a hand under her dress. The kisses on her neck were light butterfly kisses. All of a sudden it didn't feel like a dream anymore.

"Are you still pretending to be asleep?" Chuck breathed in her ear.

Blair opened her eyes, and realized it wasn't a dream. Chuck was kissing her, and he had his hand underneath the skirt of her dress.

"You're doing this while I'm asleep? Why Chuck Bass, you sneaky little devil."

He grinned at her. "That's what everyone says. But I'm your devil."

Chuck grabbed her breast, and palmed the nipple. Blair felt herself starting to respond, and she arched her breast further into his hand. He continued rubbing her nipple, and then leaned down, and captured it into his mouth through the silk of her dress.

"Chuck." Blair moaned, fisting his hair through her fingers. "You've got to stop."

"Why is that?" He queried.

Her chest was rising up and down. "I'm getting too hot."

"Me too, baby. So let's go, and have some fun."

"Chuck, we're on an airplane. How much fun could we have here?" Blair asked patiently, although she felt like tearing all of his clothes off and feasting on him.

Chuck stroked the back of her neck, while inching his hand up her thigh. "We could have a lot of fun, Blair. There's a bathroom over there. Do you want to join the mile high club?"

He was desperately aroused, and he needed to fuck Blair as soon as possible. But Chuck knew that Blair would never have sex on an airplane. He brought out the sex kitten in her, but he knew she was still much to reserved to do that.

Blair looked at the bathroom and then back at Chuck. She weighed the options of what she could do, and she decided to go for it. She grabbed his hand.

"Let's go, Chuck. I need you right now, Bass."

Chuck looked at her with a mixture of shock and pleasure. "Are you joking? You're really going to have sex with me in the bathroom?"

Blair quirked her eyebrow. "I was planning on it. Unless you've changed your mind now."

He shot out of his seat, and fumbled with the seatbelt. Blair held on to him, and they ran to the bathroom stall. They were both laughing.

Chuck locked the door behind them. "I'm pleasantly surprised, Blair. I never thought you would go for this."

She pecked him on the lips. "What can I say you bring out the best in me. Or should I say the worst?"

Chuck returned her kiss. "Probably a little bit of both."

He set her on top of the sink, and Blair moved her legs apart so he could get in between them.

"Take your panties off." Chuck whispered as he pulled her bright yellow thong down her long legs. Slowly her pouty little clit came into view, and her moist, pink lips glistened in the pale, unflattering light just above them. Her strong, musky scent filled his nose as he took her thong off. He took each of her firm, tan legs. She was watching him silently, her swollen breasts rising and falling in rapid breaths. He tossed the damp, musky garment in the sink with her top and bra.

Blair began to run her hands from his chest to his huge cock. Chuck enjoyed her caresses but he had an agenda, and that was to fuck her, until she was crazy for lust for him. He put his hands around her hips and pulled her toward him, her taut ass right on the edge, and her legs as wide as she could spread them in the cramped cubicle. Chuck rubbed the tip of his penis against her. Then he slowly eased forward, both of them looking down and watching his thick dick slide deep into her .

"Uunnghh," Blair gasped. "Fuck, it's so good. She put her hands on the edge of the counter and held on as Chuck held each of her thighs spread in his hands and drew back his hips. He pushed into her again. "Fuck that feels so fucking good," she breathed. "Fuck that feels so good," she gurgled. Chuck began to pick up the pace of his thrusts as he slammed into her. "Oh yeah," Blair moaned as her hips rose off the counter to meet his powerful thrusts. He tried to bury his plunging cock as deep as he could make it go with each drive into her heat. She scratched her fingers down his bare chest as he drilled into her.

He could tell she was very close to cumming by the way she trembled and shook in his hands
"Ooohhhhhh... God!!!!" Blair groaned as she came. Chuck picked up the speed of his thrusts, and soon he was screaming out.

"Fuck, Blair." After he exploded inside of her, Chuck collapsed on top of Blair. She smiled at him.

"That was some way to start a vacation, baby."

Chuck smirked. "If you thought that was good, you have no idea of what you're in for."

Blair was sure Chuck was right.

TBC

A/N: Okay. So what did you think of this latest chapter? Do you think I should continue this story? Whatever suggestions you have, please feel free to leave them for me. I hope you enjoyed.