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"What else do you want to do today?" he inquired as he looked at the clock on the nightstand next to the bed as she settled against him once more. It was barely after three. They still had the rest of the afternoon and evening to spend together. He had a few highlights yet that he wanted to hit, but he also hadn't wanted to over plan for the day in the event she had some ideas.
"I just want to spend the day right here with you, doing exactly what we did on our first day together . . . make love as often as possible," she told him as she nibbled at his chest. "Without me fighting to leave like I did the first time. How I even thought about leaving your side that day, I'll never know."
"How about a bath," he suggested with an amused chuckle, "We have worked up quite a sweat in these few hours together."
"I'd like that," she agreed as he rose up from the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. She heard the water starting and then the familiar aroma of lavender scented bubble bath being added. She eagerly rose up to join him. Her arms came around his neck from behind as he was knelt down to check the water temperature. He reveled in the feel of her naked body pressed up against his back.
"It's going to take a few minutes for the tub to fill up," he told her as she rubbed herself against him. He felt her nod against his back as her lips began to roam the plains as he rose to his feet.
"Never enough," she told him as she continued to skim his back with her lips as her hands roamed his chest, scratching lightly as she went. She heard him inhale deeply as he fought through the urge to turn around and take her on the bathroom floor.
When the tub was filled sufficiently, he stepped in and helped her safely in before he sunk down, letting the water and suds engulf him before she sunk down on top of his lap as his arms wrapped around her.
"What's wrong with us?" she thought out loud.
"Nothing," he told her as he kissed her temple softly as his fingered dancing along the glistening wet skin of her arms. Goosebumps arose from her skin as her breathing began to quicken as she felt herself become aroused by his touch.
"This much sex cannot be good for a person," she continued on with her thought.
"On the contrary," he whispered in her as his tongue licked shell, "Our sex life is quite healthy. I do not recall a time in my life in which I was in better shape. I almost have six pack abs these days."
"But this large of an appetite for sex cannot be good. I think we could easily go all day and night every day for the rest of our lives and not be sexually satisfied enough," she told him with a gasp as her breath continued to quicken as he began yet another slow seduction of his breathtaking mate.
"When do we start that chapter in our life," he groaned huskily in her ear as his hands began caressing her abdomen softly.
"Chuck, I'm being serious here," she told him as she slapped his chest.
"What is so wrong about our sex life?" he inquired as his fingers walked lower until he was barely caressing her womanly folds. "We love having it. We love each other. We are in a committed, monogamous relationship. If we're so wrong, then so be it. I'm not going to stop seducing you, nor will I stop you from seducing me. We are what we are. I for one am not going to fight it. Embrace it with me."
Her breathing sped up further as his fingers pushed slowly into her heat. Her head fell back against his chest as he began stroking her lightly. A soft moan escaped from her lips as he slid his fingers inside her further.
"This should be illegal," she told him as she opened herself up to him further as she rose up against him, desperately needing to increase the friction.
"Thankfully, it's not," he chuckled softly as she began arching into his hand as the pleasure inside her began to build.
"Chuck, please take me," she groaned as her head turned towards him as she looked at him with pleading eyes as she pulled his hand out of her and brought it to her lips to tentatively taste herself. She'd never been that bold before. His eyes went wide as she sucked his finger further into his mouth.
"How do you taste?" he whispered huskily. He could feel his groin stirring in arousal as he watched his temptress enjoy her own offering.
"Better than I thought," she told him as she released his hand and brought it back to her folds again where she encouraged him to dip into her once more. "Sort of sweet, but with a hint of spice."
"That spice is me," he told her as he pushed deeply into her again, moaning at how moist she was becoming. "You are most definitely sweet."
In another bold move, she slid one of her fingers in along his. Just as suddenly, she pulled her finger out and pressed it to his lips, waiting for him to accept her gift. He hummed in appreciation as her fingers disappeared into his mouth. His eyes closed as he savored her sweet offering. It was without a doubt his most favorite treat.
"Please, Chuck, take me," she moaned once more as his fingers continued to work against her. She slid his hand out of her again and this time turned around so she could straddle him in the tub. She sunk down on top of him without warning.
"Jesus, Blair," he hissed as he nearly came at that moment as he lifted her off of him just as suddenly. The new sensation of having no barriers between them was still taking some getting use to.
"We have to rebuild your stamina from square one, don't we?" she realized as his head fell back against the porcelain tub in frustration.
"I'm like a virgin in a porn store," he groaned as his sudden lack of control. "What the hell is wrong with me? I'm Chuck Bass for crying out loud. Control is supposed to be the one thing I'm good at."
"Don't be so hard on yourself," she told him as she pawed at his chest gently, biting her lip to keep the smirk from forming. She knew his ego had been taking quite a betting in the past few hours. He didn't need her laughing at him.
"Sex is the one thing I'm not supposed to have any trouble with. I've been doing it since the seventh grade," he reminded her.
"And always with protection," she reminded him, "This is new to both of us. It's going to take a little getting used to. Perhaps we need to take this slowly. Perhaps once a day without protection is all we can manage until we get used to it."
"No more condoms," he told her. The look of determination on his face surprised her.
"Why is this so important to you?" she inquired as she looked deep into his eyes. She saw something that he had managed to keep hidden earlier that day, a hint of fear that was reminiscent of a few weeks earlier when he thought he'd lost her in the car accident and suddenly proposed marriage.
"Because you are so important to me," he told her as he caressed her back gently, "You are everything to me."
"You are everything to me," she agreed.
"I want you to know how important you are to me," he continued on, "This is the one thing I've never done with any one else."
"I know," she told him as she captured his face and forced him to look into her eyes.
"I want to be good at this for you," he explained as he averted his gaze, not wanting her to see how embarrassed he was by what was happening to him.
"Look at me," she requested gently. He shook his head as much as he could as he cast his eyes downward. "Look at me, Bass." Chuck took a deep breath as he finally relented. "You are an amazing man, and an amazing lover. You have nothing to prove to me, not your talent, not your stamina, and certainly not your fidelity to me. I love you. Whether you last five seconds or five minutes does not matter to me."
"It matters to me," he told her, "I was a greedy man before you. I did not care about the pleasure of the other woman for any other reason than my own selfish pride. All I cared about was getting off and getting them out of my sight. You have always been different."
"Why does my pleasure have to be more important than yours?" she inquired, "Why do I have to climax every time before you do? Why is it okay for me to orgasm multiple times before you can achieve your release, but it's not okay for you to release before me?"
"Because I love you," he told her.
"That's not an answer," she told him. "You're avoiding the question."
"Because sex is the one thing I'm good at," he told her as he averted his eyes once again. "It's the one thing I've never screwed up. I've screwed up how I went about it, but the actual act is the one thing in my life I have never doubted I knew what I was doing. I have screwed up so much in my life."
"Look at me, Bass," she commanded as a tear slid down her cheek. Her heart hurt as she saw how hard be was being on himself. "All that crap is in the past. One year ago when you told me you loved me, all that went away. I forgave you for all of that. None of that matters anymore. Do yourself a favor and forgive what you were."
"I love you," he told her as he reached up and cupped her face in his hands, bringing her down to capture her lips. He wasn't sure he'd ever be able to forgive what he'd done, but he could love her and accept her love in return.
"You ready to try this again?" she inquired as she stroked him gently with her hand.
He nodded as he captured her lips once more. She took it slow as she lowered herself onto him again. She heard his sharp intake of breath as she took him all the way in. God he was well endowed she thought as she held her breath in hopes he wasn't going to pull out of her as suddenly as he had before. His eyes were screwed shut. His face was contorted in a way that Blair couldn't tell if it was from pleasure or pain.
"Chuck?" she inquired.
"I'm okay," he told her as his hand ensnared her waist and his eyes opened slowly. "Let me guide this. I have to go at my own pace."
She nodded as his grip tightened as he lifted her slightly off of him before he sunk her back down, the water aiding in his pursuit as she was practically floating above him.
Blair moaned at the sensation as her arms came around his neck as she held on tight as he lifted her again. She tried to not clinch as he slid out, but it was her body's natural reaction. He cursed as he slid back inside her, causing Blair to moan out once more as he slid in further than he had before.
Blair caught the devilish smirk on his face as he lifted her again. Had it been any other moment, she would have taken the time to wipe the smug grin off his face, but she was enjoying herself too much to care. She could feel the end was near. She didn't fight to hold out longer like she did on other occasions. She let the orgasm wash through her. He cursed as she clamped down tight. He gave a few more frantic thrusts before he unloaded inside her as she collapsed against him.
"I lasted a little longer this time," he stated proudly as he caressed her back gently as she clung to him.
"You certainly did," she whispered into his ear. "Amazing as always."
"Are you turning into a prune like I am?" he inquired as he spied his hands to see they were beginning to shrivel.
"Yes," she nodded against his neck. He lifted her off of him one final time. She pouted as he pulled out of her before he rose to his feet, pulling her with him. He stepped out and offered her his hand before he reached for both of the towels that had been set out. He wrapped one around his hips before he proceeded to dry her off, inch by glorious inch.
"God, you're beautiful," he gasped as he started at her toes and worked his way up. His lips began trailing behind the towel when he got to her knees. She audibly gasped as his tongue found the back of her knee. "A new sensitive spot, Waldorf?" he grinned. She merely nodded as he trailed up the back of her thigh to her backside.
"Chuck," she gasped as his tongue put to good use again when he reached the small of her back. Her knees nearly gave way at the pleasurable sensation. Chuck's tight grip on her waist was the only that keep from falling into a heap on the floor.
"Two in one day," he chuckled, "That's a record for us."
"Enough," she told him as she spun around and yanked roughly on his hair to pull him up so she could look him dead in the eye. The master of foreplay had achieved his goal. Now she needed to achieve hers.
"Waldorf," he growled as her hands went to his hips to discard the towel he had wrapped around himself earlier.
"You deserve a reward," she told him as she leapt into his arms as both her legs and arms wrapped around him.
"You are the devil," he chuckled as he swiftly moved them back to the bedroom.
"The devil's mistress," she corrected him with an amused smirk.
"Is that what I am?" he continued laughing, "Am I still the devil?"
"To most people," she nodded, "To those who don't know better."
"What am I to you?" he inquired as he looked at her with his dark penetrating eyes.
"My angel," she told him as he slid into her again. "Or perhaps the Energizer Bunny."
"This feeling is intense," he told her as his eyes remained serious, "It's totally foreign to anything I've ever felt, yet so natural all at the same time."
"I know what you mean," she groaned as he continued to pound into her as her hands sought out his as they entwined together. "Promise me we'll always have this."
"I promise," he told her as he kissed her hard.
TBC. . .
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