nipples harden again.
He bends over me, then sucks and licks each breast clean.
I moan, on the verge of exploding. “Please drake. Please.”
His gaze meets mine. “It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” I nearly whimper.
His fingers brush against my wet panties. “I think it’s time to remove these.”
I nearly cry with relief.
Chapter Twenty Four
He slides my panties off of my hips, then presses my thighs apart. “So beautiful,” he murmurs, his gaze going to my face.
I want to grab him and pull him into me, but my hands are restrained, so instead, I open my legs wider, trying to invite him in. I can tell by his expression that he knows what I’m doing.
He kneels between my thighs, then reaches for the can of whipped cream. He sprays a trail from the place between my breasts, down my stomach, and ends with a flourish between my thighs. His eyes meet mine and when he smiles, his dimple deepens. “Mmmm. You look delicious.” He leans forward, and using only his tongue, he licks the whipped cream between my breasts and works his way down to my hips.
On the verge of climax, I writhe beneath his expert tongue. When he’s finished with the whipped cream, he takes a condom out of his nightstand and slides it on. I nearly weep with relief.
“Are you ready, Ashley?” he asks with a gleam in his eyes.
“You know I am.”
He grins. “Yes, I do.” Kneeling between my legs, he puts his hands on either side of me, then moves the tip of his cock inside me.
I thrust my hips against him, urging him inside, but he pulls back. With my hands tied, I can’t slide down far enough to get him inside me and I want to scream in frustration.
“Patience,” he murmurs as he kisses me.
I wrap my legs around his hips, trying to trap him against me.
“Do I need to tie your legs too?”
“Please, Drake. I need you. Now.”
“I know,” he murmurs against my mouth. Without warning, he plunges into me, deeply and fully.
I gasp in surprise and pleasure, then thrust against him, frantic for release. After only a few moments I explode, and feel like I’m coming apart in a way I’ve never experienced before. “Drake,” I cry out.
“That’s it,” he murmurs as he continues sliding in and out of me. After another moment he comes as well, then he collapses on top of me.
We stay that way for a while, then he pulls out of me, unties my hands, and holds me against him. I’ve never had such mind-blowing sex before, and I relish the feel of his strong arms around me.
After a while the afterglow begins to fade, and that’s when I begin to worry that after I leave, I’ll never see Drake again. The thought is incomprehensible, and now I remember why I was resistant to doing this in the first place, and I know I’m falling for Colton Drake. Hard.
We’re both naked on his bed, and he props himself up on one elbow and gazes down at me. “You’re a beautiful woman, Ashley.”
I stare back at him, trying to memorize his face, knowing no man will ever be able to make me feel the way he’s made me feel, but he has a girlfriend. He didn’t hide that fact, and yet I still allowed myself to get caught up in the moment. And now I’ll only have myself to blame when my heart aches for him, and my body yearns for him, and I’m not able to fulfill the longing that will surely haunt me.
He reaches out and strokes my breasts, igniting my desire anew. As much as I want to turn away from him and forget I’ve ever met him, the strength of my want is too powerful, and I give myself to him once again.
I sleep with him that night, his body wrapped around mine, but I wake frequently to remind myself of the way it feels to be in his arms.
When the sun rises, he is ready to make love again, and I am only too willing to comply. He takes his time, and when we are through, I am more captivated by him then ever, and I never want to leave this place.
Chapter Twenty Five
“We should call the tow truck company,” he murmurs
He bends over me, then sucks and licks each breast clean.
I moan, on the verge of exploding. “Please drake. Please.”
His gaze meets mine. “It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” I nearly whimper.
His fingers brush against my wet panties. “I think it’s time to remove these.”
I nearly cry with relief.
Chapter Twenty Four
He slides my panties off of my hips, then presses my thighs apart. “So beautiful,” he murmurs, his gaze going to my face.
I want to grab him and pull him into me, but my hands are restrained, so instead, I open my legs wider, trying to invite him in. I can tell by his expression that he knows what I’m doing.
He kneels between my thighs, then reaches for the can of whipped cream. He sprays a trail from the place between my breasts, down my stomach, and ends with a flourish between my thighs. His eyes meet mine and when he smiles, his dimple deepens. “Mmmm. You look delicious.” He leans forward, and using only his tongue, he licks the whipped cream between my breasts and works his way down to my hips.
On the verge of climax, I writhe beneath his expert tongue. When he’s finished with the whipped cream, he takes a condom out of his nightstand and slides it on. I nearly weep with relief.
“Are you ready, Ashley?” he asks with a gleam in his eyes.
“You know I am.”
He grins. “Yes, I do.” Kneeling between my legs, he puts his hands on either side of me, then moves the tip of his cock inside me.
I thrust my hips against him, urging him inside, but he pulls back. With my hands tied, I can’t slide down far enough to get him inside me and I want to scream in frustration.
“Patience,” he murmurs as he kisses me.
I wrap my legs around his hips, trying to trap him against me.
“Do I need to tie your legs too?”
“Please, Drake. I need you. Now.”
“I know,” he murmurs against my mouth. Without warning, he plunges into me, deeply and fully.
I gasp in surprise and pleasure, then thrust against him, frantic for release. After only a few moments I explode, and feel like I’m coming apart in a way I’ve never experienced before. “Drake,” I cry out.
“That’s it,” he murmurs as he continues sliding in and out of me. After another moment he comes as well, then he collapses on top of me.
We stay that way for a while, then he pulls out of me, unties my hands, and holds me against him. I’ve never had such mind-blowing sex before, and I relish the feel of his strong arms around me.
After a while the afterglow begins to fade, and that’s when I begin to worry that after I leave, I’ll never see Drake again. The thought is incomprehensible, and now I remember why I was resistant to doing this in the first place, and I know I’m falling for Colton Drake. Hard.
We’re both naked on his bed, and he props himself up on one elbow and gazes down at me. “You’re a beautiful woman, Ashley.”
I stare back at him, trying to memorize his face, knowing no man will ever be able to make me feel the way he’s made me feel, but he has a girlfriend. He didn’t hide that fact, and yet I still allowed myself to get caught up in the moment. And now I’ll only have myself to blame when my heart aches for him, and my body yearns for him, and I’m not able to fulfill the longing that will surely haunt me.
He reaches out and strokes my breasts, igniting my desire anew. As much as I want to turn away from him and forget I’ve ever met him, the strength of my want is too powerful, and I give myself to him once again.
I sleep with him that night, his body wrapped around mine, but I wake frequently to remind myself of the way it feels to be in his arms.
When the sun rises, he is ready to make love again, and I am only too willing to comply. He takes his time, and when we are through, I am more captivated by him then ever, and I never want to leave this place.
Chapter Twenty Five
“We should call the tow truck company,” he murmurs
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