"Chuck, that thing that you did to me last night" she began "Can I do it to you?"

Chuck slowed the finger he was moving inside her as he regarded her request seriously.

"You sure?" he asked with furrowed brow.

His constant need to be reassured that she didn't feel pressured into any sexual acts was incredibly romantic in a completely non-romantic kind of way. Blair was beginning to think that maybe Chuck wasn't putting on an act for her—that maybe this was him being sincere and that there was no game involved.

Of course, if she was a game, then the joke was certainly on her because one sly look later Blair was kneeling on the wet shower floor in front of him.

She tilted her head up and saw an almost proud look on Chuck's face as he stared down at her. Above him, the hot shower spray pelted down on his body, making him look even more delicious than before. Note to self: for an even sexier Chuck, just add water. At that moment Blair knew she wanted—no, needed to taste him.

She reached out to touch his member again and took the time to study every vein and curve of his cock. It was her first time really seeing one up close and she couldn't help but be excited to finally hold one in her hand—especially one that had given her so much pleasure the past two nights.

There was something enticing and almost seductive about his manhood. To Blair, oral sex was never something that sounded appealing—it was just one of those gross things you had to put up with from time to time for your boyfriend's sake. Nate had never asked, so Blair never gave it much thought. But now with her face only inches away, she felt incredibly turned on by the sheer eroticism of the situation.

Holding his cock at the base with two hands, Blair leaned forward and licked the head. She was delighted to feel it jump in her hands and smiled up at Chuck, who was staring down at her with onyx black eyes. He had his own hands braced against the wall to steady himself.

Blair felt like a goddess.

Chuck was offering her no advice or demands and felt amazing to hold power over another human being for once in her life—undiluted, sexual power. She never felt so alive.

She licked his head again before lifting his cock and running her tongue up and down his length a few times. Working her way back to the head, Blair began to jerk him off—both hands together. Closing her lips around the head and sucking lightly, Blair could feel the shudder that ran over Chuck's body. It felt to her like submission.

Feeling confident, Blair really began to explore this sexual act that was completely foreign to her. Taking him further into her mouth, she reached down to cup his balls and play with them for a bit. She was rewarded with a groan of approval.

One of Chuck's hands left the wall and threaded itself into Blair's wet hair. For a split second, she could not help the momentary fear that swept over her—she had heard plenty of stories from the girls at school who would complain about guys forcing them to deep throat them. She was enjoying what she was doing, but did not feel comfortable enough to take it that far.

To her relief, however, she found that Chuck's hand applied no pressure down on her head. Instead it rested gently against it, massaging soothing circles into her scalp.

Blair sighed and spared another glance up at Chuck. His forehead was now pressed against the wall he supported himself against. He lips were parted in the most sensuous way and it just turned her on even more. She loved knowing that she was the one giving him so much pleasure for a chance. She hummed around his member as her lips slid up and down his length. She felt his hips jerk forward gently in response.

After a few minutes, Blair pulled back her head completely in order to catch her breath. Instead of breaking contact with his cock, she ran her swollen lips all around his seeping head with the help of her saliva. She experimentally licked up some of the fluid that his body was providing her and Blair found comfort in its mild taste. She wanted more of it.

She took him in her mouth again, a little too eager and he hit the back of her throat—triggering a gag reflex. She recovered quickly though and got back to work.

"Blair" he panted "I'm gonna come. Do you want it?"

She wanted anything he would give her.

"Mmhmm" she murmured around his manhood.

"Oh shit" he whispered as he came into her mouth.

Blair's eyes widened when she realized how abruptly her mouth became filled with his essence. She swallowed quickly to prevent another gag reflect from triggering. She pulled back to look up at him.

Then Chuck did something she really didn't expect—he pulled her up by the shoulders almost violently before plunging his tongue inside of her mouth. Blair had thought he'd avoid her mouth at all costs after what she just did, but he didn't seem to mind at all.

"Fuck Blair that felt amazing" he rasped against her lips.

"I'll get better" she replied without thinking. She felt nervous about her performance now that he had all his power back.

Chuck opened his eyes and cupped her cheeks in his hand.

"Hey, hey look at me" he said.

Blair opened her eyes and felt her breath hitch. There he was again, with that same intense look she had never really seen before the night she lost her virginity to him.

"You're amazing" he confessed.

As her heart all but erupted in her chest, Blair willed herself with every fiber of her being to not fall in love with the man in front of her. She's known Chuck practically her entire life and thought she knew exactly who he was: cold, manipulative and heartless. But this person in front of her may have sounded and looked like Chuck, but he was different. His eyes were a different color, the harsh lines of his face were softened and his voice hit a place so deep inside of her that she never felt so exposed in her life. But with that exposure came the feeling of trust and security. It terrified her.

It terrified her because suddenly, this woman he was helping her become could not help but want to satisfy his every need and desire. She wanted to give him everything he ever wanted and more so that he'd never have reason to leave her. She adamantly did not want to be another mark on Chuck Bass' bedpost, but god help her if body was not buzzing for his touch—practically crying out for more more more.

"Ready for more?" he asked.

Blair bit her lip and nodded.

More.

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