She shook, her entire body in tremors, but she did as he said, opening her legs several inches.
It wasn’t enough for Drake, apparently. He pressed her knees apart with both hands and climbed between her legs. She gritted her teeth as he let his gaze land between her legs and then shuffled lower until he lay on his chest between her splayed thighs, his face inches from her sex.
What the hell? Her exposure level amped up ten notches as he stared at her most private parts. Even if it had been dark, she’d have gasped, but it was the middle of the day.
She squirmed backward to give herself some distance, even though she realized she was hornier than ever under his gaze.
“Don’t.” He set a hand on her thigh. “I want to look at you.”
She froze. Her need to please him overshadowed her need to squeeze her legs together against his perusal. Her knees shook as he pressed them open wider. “Drake, I…”
“You’re so fucking sexy. I love this.” He touched her mound. “You shave.”
She flinched when his finger tapped her pussy. She couldn’t form the words to respond to his comment. Her sisters shaved. They told her it felt good to be smooth. So, she’d done it too. They’d been right.
Oh… God… She tipped her head back when he stroked a finger through her lower lips, drawing out the moisture pooling between them.
Instinct drew her knees together, but Drake caught them and pressed them open.
“Drake—”
She was cut off when his tongue landed on her pussy and dragged up through her arousal and over her clit in one long swoop. “Delicious.”
She grabbed his head with both hands, pushing him away from her center. Holy shit. She couldn’t think with him licking her pussy.
He did it again. And again. Until she needed to come so bad she bit her lip.
Just when she was about to beg for relief, he sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked his tongue over the swollen nub rapidly.
Fuck. She released his head, partially because she couldn’t hold on to him any longer and partially because she didn’t want him to stop.
Her heart beat rapidly. She flung one arm over her eyes and concentrated on the intense sensations in her pussy. She squeezed the muscles inside her channel, grasping at nothing and wishing he would fuck her senseless.
She also wanted him to keep doing whatever magical thing he did with his tongue. If he never stopped that, she’d be a happy woman.
Her torso shot off the bed when he pressed two fingers inside her without warning. He didn’t relent. Instead, he rocked with her up into the air, not releasing the suction on her clit.
His fingers dragged over a spot inside her that must have been her G-spot.
Heaving for air, she tensed, her entire body rigid and her pussy clasping around Drake’s fingers. She came. So much harder than she had this morning. That had been a teaser. This was the real thing.
On and on she milked his fingers, feeling the grasp of her pussy and the throbbing of her clit. When the feelings finally subsided, she relaxed into the mattress, still jerking involuntarily as the aftershocks racked her body.
Drake licked one long line across her pussy and lifted his gaze as she stared at the juncture where he’d taken up residence.
She flushed, feeling the heat rise across her cheeks. She’d just come—hard—on his face.
“That was so beautiful, baby.” He stroked her thigh. “I’ll never tire of watching you come. It’s so raw. I love how you lose yourself in the pleasure and enter into your own little world.”
She flushed deeper, the heat bringing sweat to her brow.
His words made her self-conscious and raised her arousal once again at the same time.
Drake climbed up her body until he rested on top of her. He held his chest up with his elbows, and his cock rested against her pussy.
God, she wanted him. Could she do it? Now? Let him take her, claim her, mate her? It was forever. There was no going back. What if she hated sex? Would he still want her if she didn’t enjoy the act?
Good grief, Kenz. Do you really think that’s a possibility after that orgasm? You know you’re going to lose your mind when he gets inside you. Just because other people don’t like having sex doesn’t mean you won’t. It might be marvelous. Oh, who was she kidding? It was going to be so fantastic she’d want to do it again and again. And she couldn’t wait another second.
In fact, she detested that she’d ever been so tarnished where it came to sex. It hadn’t been her fault. She’d been unduly influenced. Had she become misinformed by what she’d witnessed? Four years she’d feared this day. And now she doubted all the reasons why.
Drake adored her. He’d done nothing to tarnish that reputation. And she wanted him more than she wanted her next breath.