Possession(38)

Moaning, I throw my head back and grip the table a little tighter. “Drake, please.”

“Please, what?” he asks, breathlessly.

“Please do something.”

“Why? What is it you’re feeling? Tell me.”

Running his hands up my legs, he reaches my pussy and gently runs his finger through my folds. I jerk up, moaning. I feel like I’m on fire.

“I feel… Oh my!” I scream as he reaches my clit.

“Tell me, Evelyn.”

Panting, I let out another moan before responding. “I feel like I’m going to burst apart if you don’t relieve this pressure I feel. I want you to… I need you to do something to make it go away.”

I hear Drake growl before he leisurely licks my thigh and up into the crevice of my leg. I jerk up again, panting and moaning.

“You’re so fucking wet, baby. I’m going to make it all better for you now, okay?”

“Please,” I urge.

And like a rocket soaring, I feel when his tongue darts out onto my clit, making me grip the table harder than ever. “Fuck,” I breathe—unable to hide what it is I’m feeling.

“You taste incredible, Evelyn. I’m going to feast on you now.”

And boy does he feast. He licks all of my juices around my pussy and between my folds before landing on my clit again. With careful precision, he works his tongue in slow, leisurely circles. It’s so arousing, but at the same time, it’s so frustrating because I can feel something building. I can feel it climbing higher than anything I’ve ever experienced.

With my hands still gripping the table, my mind wanders. A whirl of different emotions wants to burst through me like a tidal wave.

“Oh my God, Drake … I’m going to …”

Suddenly, he stops, but I have no time to show him my aggravation as he pushes my chair back, pulls me into his arms, and places me on the bed. “I could have made you come,” he says, undressing himself. “But I have to feel your first time around my cock. I need to feel you come beneath me.”

One by one, he discards his clothes before standing before me. He looks simply divine with his bronzed, toned chest and big, muscular arms. As I gawk at him a while, I fail to realise until the last minute that he has a tattoo of my name beautifully written in italics below his left shoulder. He catches me staring at him and smiles as he crawls between my legs.

“Your name is even carved over my heart. See how much I love you?” Instead of the words scaring me, they just make my body heat up with lust. “Now, lean forward a little,” he commands, swiftly ridding me of my dress.

Once it’s on the floor, he looks at my breasts with hooded eyes. It turns me on more than ever. “Please, Drake.”

He chuckles under his breath. “Ever the eager one. Having you like this underneath me is all I’ve ever dreamed about.”

With my nipples pert and ready, he takes one into his mouth, quickly followed by the other. My whole face flames with desire. I’m still on that precipice. I’m still feeling the effects of my lost orgasm.

And it’s the most frustrating feeling on earth.

His head comes up and he positions himself on top of me before capturing me in another spellbinding kiss. After a beat, he pulls away and moves his hand down towards his impressive cock. “This won’t hurt anywhere near as much. I promise. Are you ready?”

Smiling at his ironic choice of words, I nod my head. I’m still a little nervous, but the need to have him far outweighs everything else.

With a gentle shove, Drake settles in me pretty quickly. “That’s better,” he strains. “You’re so wet, baby. So fucking wet for me.”

With our breathing heavy, Drake starts to move inside of me. The discomfort that was there at first soon dissipates and replaced by it are waves upon waves of pleasure. My hands start to caress his back before pulling and scratching at him as the heat in my body rises.

“Drake, please,” I urge again, moaning. I feel desperate for him to do something.

“You need to come?”

“Yes!” I scream, scratching at his back again.

Growling, Drake thrusts harder and faster inside of me, making the most erotic noises as he pushes. The sound of him, the feel of him, and the smell of him all bring my orgasm back with full force. “That’s it, baby. I know it’s coming. Let it go for me.”

Bright sparks fill my head as my orgasm bursts open. I scream out his name and notice when Drake’s movements become faster and more erratic.

“I’m going to come!” he shouts, biting the side of my shoulder.

And then, I feel it. I feel his hot liquid shoot inside of me, and it’s a sensation that’s surprisingly satisfying for me. Once calm, Drake pulls his head up and kisses me. “That’s happening at least two more times before the sun comes up. Do you hear me?”