Chapter 3

"Ready for more?" he asked her before kissing her breathlessly.

Blair could only moan into his mouth in response.

She quivered at the feeling of Chuck's fingertips being run over her slit.

"Are you sore at all?" he asked with concern.

"A little" she told him "But it's okay. Really."

Her eagerness made him smile.

"Don't worry" he said, planting a kiss on the back of both her hands "I can be gentle."

"I trust you."

The words were out of Blair's mouth before she had a chance to stop them. She hoped the stream of water would have drowned out her small confession, but from the look in Chuck's eyes, she knew he had.

So much for trying to maintain some of her power.

Without breaking eye contact, Chuck slid not one but two fingers inside of her channel at an excruciatingly slow pace.

"Christ, you're wet Blair" he said, running his free hand across her damp collarbone.

"You enjoyed what you just did, didn't you? It excited you to have me at your mercy like that, making me weak in the knees" he murmured.

Blair felt herself redden under his scrutiny. Speaking of weak in the knees…

"Didn't you?" he asked.

"Yes" she whispered.

The hand caressing her collarbone moved down to her right breast. He toyed with her nipple until it formed a hard peak—begging for his hot mouth.

"How did it make you feel?" he asked quietly.

"Powerful" she admitted "Sexy."

Chuck dipped his head down to capture the bud in his mouth. He sucked hard, causing Blair's quick intake of breath.

"Do I make you feel sexy?" he asked as her nipple fell from his lips.

He looked up at Blair who merely nodded with eyes closed.

Chuck moved his head up to the sensitive spot right below her ear and kissed it.

"Say it" he told her.

"You make me feel sexy" it came out in a breathily whisper that was possibly the sexiest thing Chuck had ever heard.

"Do you want my mouth on your sweet sex? Like last night?" he asked.

Blair was certain that if he did that while she was standing…well, let's just say she wouldn't be standing for long.

"Later" she told him "I need to feel you fill me first."

Chuck cursed every god in heaven that he didn't stop for condoms on the way over. From the past two nights, Blair had wiped him clean.

"Can't, no condom" he said, hating himself. "Are you on the pill?"

Blair shook her head. "No, but…can't we try just one stroke? Please Chuck, I'm aching for you" she whispered.

It was a request Chuck was hopeless to refuse.

"Okay" he said, running a finger over her bottom lip "But just one—I can't have any Chuck jrs running around."

"I agree" Blair said, but even so, in her head appeared a small child. Except for her eyes and nose, the little boy was a dead ringer for the man in front of her.

"Turn around" he told her.

"Huh?"

"Trust me, it'll feel amazing" he said.

Blair, although a little nervous, turned around to face the wall.

"Brace your hands" he told her.

Blair lifted her hands high above her head and spread them against the wall like a criminal preparing for a pat-down. And while the fantasy was oh so delicious for Chuck to imagine, the kinky stuff would have to wait.

He moved Blair's hands down and closer together, so they were just resting parallel to her shoulders.

"Relax, Blair" he chided, sensing her stiffness "I won't hurt you."

"Okay" she said.

Pulling her hips back at an easier angle to enter her, Chuck took a deep breath before slowly pushing his way home.

"Fuck Blair" he sighed as his forehead hit her shoulder "You're like no one else, you know that?"

"Oh Chuck" she whispered "It feels so…"

"Fucking amazing, I know. It's the no barrier thing—just you and me."

No barrier, no reservations, no insecurities. Just flesh.

He leaned forward to swirl tongue around the exposed nape of her neck.

"Do it again" she begged, wiggling her hips "Please."

He complied, figuring one more stroke wouldn't hurt them.

"Oooh" she mewed as he pulled out and re-entered her "Yes, yes. Keep going."

"Blair we agreed" he bit out, despite wanting to continue more than anything. He had to maintain control. This was dangerous—no birth control of any kind. Blair Waldorf was dangerous.

He began pulling out, but then Blair pushed her hips back—reclaiming him.

It was Chuck's turn to moan.

"Please" she begged, wrapping his arms around her body and holding him closer "I've waited so long to feel this way. Don't take it from me yet."

The combination of the desperation in her voice, her wet heat strangling him and her deep need for him and him alone compelled Chuck to throw reason to the wind and just feel. He continued to drive himself into her, despite the warning bells in his head.

He just prayed he'd have the strength to pull out before he came.

The mixed sounds of their pleasure filled the shower space.

"Chuck I need…" she began.

"Need what?" he asked. He'd give her the world.

"To see your face" she said, unable to articulate a change in positions. It was still all too new for her.

Chuck, understanding perfectly, pulled out—to which Blair let out of a cry of despair.

"Shh" he soothed as he turned her around, lifted her against the wall and impaled her body back onto his.

He caught her lips in order to muffle her cry of pleasure.

Blair's legs automatically wrapped around his hips; her hands tangled in his hair. It felt perfect now that she could see him looking back at her.

"You feel even bigger like this" she said "It's like there's no part of me you aren't touching."

Okay, so it wasn't your run of the mill filthy-sex talk, but it made Chuck's eyes cross in pleasure regardless. He was still in such awe that Blair Waldorf of all people had chosen him to explore her sexuality with. He always knew she had the potential to be this little sex kitten, but not even in his most perverse fantasies did he ever…okay, so that wasn't exactly true, but still it was a shock.

"You fit me perfectly" he told her "Like we were made for each other."

That was right about when the tip of his penis hit that spot.

"Oh!…OH!…what's…" Blair mused out loud.

"Your g-spot" he told her proudly, hitting it again.

"Uh! I thought that wasn't real" she whispered as the pleasure ran over her.

"Oh its real baby. Real and guaranteed to make you come fluttering around my cock any second now. You feel it coming?" he coaxed.

"Yes I…I'm gonna…oh Chuck. Chuck!" she cried out.

Chuck yanked out of her channel and spent himself all over her stomach—gently thrusting against her belly until he had nothing left.

Fuck he mused in a post-orgasm haze Did it get any better than this?