The other reason I didn’t exactly pay attention to the movie was because I was too busy thinking about how close I was to Drake and how comfortable I felt being this close to him. When a loud noise came from the TV and Rachel screamed giving me a fright, Drake grabbed my hand, laced our fingers together and kissed it. I couldn’t help but smile at him. Thankfully the room was dark and the only light flickering came from the TV, so he couldn’t see how I was blushing.
I must have fallen asleep because I woke up still cuddled next to Drake with him rubbing my arm gently, I sit up and remove my head from his chest. I look up to find that we’re alone.
“They left about half an hour ago.” He says looking at me closely.
“Shit, they should’ve woken me up so I could say goodbye, what time is it?” I ask him stretching my arms out.
“I told them not to, you looked so peaceful and I didn’t want them to ruin it.” He says. “It’s not too late it’s about 10:30.”
“Thanks Drake, that was sweet.” I say starting to get up.
“Oh no you don’t…I was comfortable with you by my side, come back here babe." He teases as he pulls me back down to the couch, I squeal as his fingers jab the sides of my waist tickling me.
“Miss Eden, are you ticklish?” he says as he pokes my side and I squeal again.
“Maybe…” I say, trying to get away from him but he pulls my leg and leans on top of me so I’m trapped underneath him and then begins the tickling fest, he’s so strong that he barely moves as I try to wiggle him off me so I just lay there laughing my ass off while he’s tickling me.
“Please…stop…I can’t take it …anymore” I say between laughs.
He chuckles but slowly stops and leans on his elbows that are next to my head. I didn’t realize how intertwined we were, his legs are scissored amongst mine, his chest is touching mine but I can feel him holding his weight up to make sure he doesn’t crush me.
Drake is a big guy he could easily squash me beneath all that muscle. His face is right above mine, his eyes sparkling and he’s looking so intently into my own, I can feel his heart beating wild through his chest.
His thumb grazes my cheek and his skin is a little rough but yet so manly, “You are so beautiful Lexi.” he says and I grin ,I can feel my face heating up, so I turn my head to the side so he can’t look at my red cheeks.
“No, don’t hide from me, I just wanted you to know that, you should know that. You know I care about you Lex and… I was wondering if it would be okay if …I kissed you?” he whispers. I can’t even find words to reply to him so I just nod my head and look into his sparkling familiar hazel eyes.
His hand moves from my cheek to the side of my face as he lowers his head, as soon as his soft lips touch mine, my entire body warms up and I get shivers down my neck.
I can’t believe Drake Mathews wants me.
I’m so happy and surprised that he actually likes me. He gives me gentle kisses and he starts pressing his body into mine, I can already feel his arousal pressing against me. I gasp and he takes the opportunity to sneak his tongue into my mouth intensifying the heat. My tongue slowly finds his, my hands move to his neck and I put my one hand in his hair and tug a little as he pushes his body against me hard, then his one hand goes down my body and lands on my ass.
He gently moves that hand so that it’s going under my shirt easing its way higher towards my one breast. I’ve never been this intimate with anyone …ever! I didn’t feel comfortable enough with any of my previous boyfriends, but this…this was amazing! I didn’t want it to stop but I had to before I actually ended up losing my virginity to him on this fucking couch, this feels so right…just a little longer then I will pull away…just.a.little.longer….his body is warm against mine and his breathing is deep and feral… this is bad, real bad …. but it feels sooo good.
I wrap my legs around his waist and push him harder into me, I hear him growl into my mouth and his mouth becomes rougher against mine, his hand that’s in my hair starts pulling my head to the side.
His mouth leaves mine and he starts kissing and sucking on my neck, at one point I thought I felt something sharp against my neck but it was gone all too quickly and he continued kissing his way back to my mouth. All you can hear in the quiet night is our deep breathing and the sound of sweet kisses.
Our kissing slows and our lips are swollen from the heated make-out session.
He pecks me one last time then kisses my forehead slowly leaving his lips linger there for a little longer.