hard and deep. He felt the tip touch the back of her throat.
“Oh, fuck me I’m going to die.” She moaned against him and Drake was lost.
He spread his arms out, holding onto the sides of the shower as he spread his legs for her. She sucked, pulled at his flesh and he closed his eyes, trying to get some control. However, control was out the fucking door. It felt so damn good to not give in. Her tongue flicked at the underside of his shaft, teeth raked ever so gently over the head and her hands rolled his balls. Yes, he was going to die from the pleasure.
When he felt the familiar tightening he tried to pull back, but Natasha wasn’t giving him up. She held on tightly with her hand and with her mouth, pulling at him.
“I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” he told her, breathing hard.
Her answer was a moan and another hard pull. Then he felt her nail scrape against the entrance of his ass.
“Fuck, Natasha, don’t push me there.” He couldn’t stop the growl from slipping. “Oh shit you’ve got to stop, I’m going to come!”
Somehow, she took him even deeper into his mouth, and even down her throat. One finger went right into his ass. Drake came, and came hard. He yelled, or howled, he wasn’t too sure of the sound that came from his throat. His climax shot out of him, down her throat where she drank up every drop he had to give. The finger in his ass moved in and out, heightening his pleasure to a point that it almost felt painful.
Not once in his life had a lover given him that kind of pleasure. He couldn’t breathe, felt weak in the knees and ended up dropping to the floor with her. While on his hands and knees, he tried to steady his breathing.
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“You okay?” Natasha asked, concern filled her voice.
“Where’d you learn how to do that?” he asked.
“From you.” He looked up at her and she smiled, the shyness back in her eyes, in her body language. “You did that to me. Thought I could do the same thing to you. I’m sorry if I did it wrong.”
Drake shook his head. “You didn’t do it wrong. I’ve never felt anything like that before.” Her face lit up. “In fact, I loved it.” He kissed her quickly. “Feel free to do it any time you want.”
The blush on her face got redder. Drake chuckled, stood up, and turned the water off. They dried off, and together stripped the bed.
Both were so tired as they climbed into the bed. Drake pulled Natasha into his arms and she went willingly, sighing with her head on his chest, body curled up to his side. He held her tight, feeling for the first time in years at peace.
“What do we do about my father?” she asked.
“I don’t know.”
“He’s going to send someone to find me, you know that, right?”
“I’ll deal with it when the time comes.”
“Maybe I should call him and tell him about this.”
Drake turned his head, kissing the top of hers, “Don’t think about it right now. Get some rest. We’ll figure it out.”
A few minutes went by and he was starting to drift asleep when she spoke again. “Drake?”
“Hum.”
“Does this mean I’m not your prisoner anymore?”
“You never were. Now go to sleep.”
Again, some time went by, and she spoke again. “Drake?”
“Do I need to love you again so you’ll go to sleep woman?”
Natasha giggled, “I wanted to ask you something.”
“Okay, one more question, then go to sleep.”
“Okay. Will you tie me up again and kiss me down there and do the rest of it?”
That had him opening his eyes, looking down at her. “Natasha if you don’t go to sleep then I’m going to tie you up and torture you until you do.” She giggled again, snuggled closer, and closed her eyes with a sigh.
Drake closed his again and waited until she was relaxed next to him.
“Yes, I’ll tie you up again and have my complete way with you any time you want.” He felt the shiver and smiled.
He was just about out but was starting to feel hot.
“Oh, fuck me I’m going to die.” She moaned against him and Drake was lost.
He spread his arms out, holding onto the sides of the shower as he spread his legs for her. She sucked, pulled at his flesh and he closed his eyes, trying to get some control. However, control was out the fucking door. It felt so damn good to not give in. Her tongue flicked at the underside of his shaft, teeth raked ever so gently over the head and her hands rolled his balls. Yes, he was going to die from the pleasure.
When he felt the familiar tightening he tried to pull back, but Natasha wasn’t giving him up. She held on tightly with her hand and with her mouth, pulling at him.
“I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” he told her, breathing hard.
Her answer was a moan and another hard pull. Then he felt her nail scrape against the entrance of his ass.
“Fuck, Natasha, don’t push me there.” He couldn’t stop the growl from slipping. “Oh shit you’ve got to stop, I’m going to come!”
Somehow, she took him even deeper into his mouth, and even down her throat. One finger went right into his ass. Drake came, and came hard. He yelled, or howled, he wasn’t too sure of the sound that came from his throat. His climax shot out of him, down her throat where she drank up every drop he had to give. The finger in his ass moved in and out, heightening his pleasure to a point that it almost felt painful.
Not once in his life had a lover given him that kind of pleasure. He couldn’t breathe, felt weak in the knees and ended up dropping to the floor with her. While on his hands and knees, he tried to steady his breathing.
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“You okay?” Natasha asked, concern filled her voice.
“Where’d you learn how to do that?” he asked.
“From you.” He looked up at her and she smiled, the shyness back in her eyes, in her body language. “You did that to me. Thought I could do the same thing to you. I’m sorry if I did it wrong.”
Drake shook his head. “You didn’t do it wrong. I’ve never felt anything like that before.” Her face lit up. “In fact, I loved it.” He kissed her quickly. “Feel free to do it any time you want.”
The blush on her face got redder. Drake chuckled, stood up, and turned the water off. They dried off, and together stripped the bed.
Both were so tired as they climbed into the bed. Drake pulled Natasha into his arms and she went willingly, sighing with her head on his chest, body curled up to his side. He held her tight, feeling for the first time in years at peace.
“What do we do about my father?” she asked.
“I don’t know.”
“He’s going to send someone to find me, you know that, right?”
“I’ll deal with it when the time comes.”
“Maybe I should call him and tell him about this.”
Drake turned his head, kissing the top of hers, “Don’t think about it right now. Get some rest. We’ll figure it out.”
A few minutes went by and he was starting to drift asleep when she spoke again. “Drake?”
“Hum.”
“Does this mean I’m not your prisoner anymore?”
“You never were. Now go to sleep.”
Again, some time went by, and she spoke again. “Drake?”
“Do I need to love you again so you’ll go to sleep woman?”
Natasha giggled, “I wanted to ask you something.”
“Okay, one more question, then go to sleep.”
“Okay. Will you tie me up again and kiss me down there and do the rest of it?”
That had him opening his eyes, looking down at her. “Natasha if you don’t go to sleep then I’m going to tie you up and torture you until you do.” She giggled again, snuggled closer, and closed her eyes with a sigh.
Drake closed his again and waited until she was relaxed next to him.
“Yes, I’ll tie you up again and have my complete way with you any time you want.” He felt the shiver and smiled.
He was just about out but was starting to feel hot.
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