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“Say my name, Darling.”
I tremble, on the crest of a huge orgasm. My thighs tighten, and I suck in air, desperately trying to maintain some kind of composure. But I can’t. My lips part of their own accord, and the whimpers and moans coming from them echo around the room.
“My name,” he growls again.
One of the hands grasping my waist slides around to the side of my ass cheek and my skin stings as he strikes it with his palm.
“I want to hear my name on your lips when you come, Sophie. Understand?”
“Oh God,” I whimper.
He angles my hips from the bed, lifting me onto his mouth like I’m a meal made especially for him to devour.
Then he slaps my ass again. “Now.”
The initial rush of pain is quickly replaced by warming pleasure as he smooths his hand over my struck skin, massaging it.
“Drew!”
I feel his smile against me as I come violently. He sucks it up, continuing to lick me, drawing out my orgasm for as long as he can. Every time I think he’s about to let up, he groans and sinks into me again, until I’m coming a second time, and then a third. Until I’m a whimpering mess of quivering limbs and shaking muscles beneath him.
He waits for me to come down enough to form a coherent thought, and then he kisses me between the legs, looking up at me.
“You want to take a break?”
I shake my head far too quickly, making him laugh.
He climbs over me, his eyes full of desire and admiration before he kisses me. I have a flashback of that first time together, and I smile against his mouth.
“Good,” he murmurs sexily. “Because I wasn’t about to give you one.”
He kisses me again, then grabs a condom and rolls it on, before sliding inside me with a confident thrust.
Fucked to death by Drew Harper.
What a way to go.
Chapter 10
Drew
“Your house is burningand you can only take one thing. Not a person, they’re all safe. I mean an actual object.” Sophie traces her fingers over my chest and around each groove of my abs as we lie in bed.
I ended up sleeping over, which meant waking up next to her like this.Fucking perfect.
“You sound like Logan with his hypothetical questions.” I chuckle as I pull her into my side.
“Ah, like I could forget. Which cartoon character would I be?” she muses. “I remember you said Mufasa. Didn’t have you down as a Disney fan. But I get it. The big strong leader.”
I stiffen, but she doesn’t notice.
“Fine. I’ll go first.” She bites her bottom lip and hums as she thinks. “I’d take the first book on law my dad bought me for my twelfth birthday.”
“You would?” I lower my chin and smile at her. “You two close?”
Her eyes light up, and her nose wrinkles. “We are. So much it annoys my mum and sister sometimes. But he was a judge, and we have a love of law in common. We used to watch allthe episodes ofMurder, She WroteandDiagnosis: Murdertogether when I was growing up. He’s brilliant. He was always respected as a judge. Fair, but firm.”
I stroke Sophie’s bare shoulder with my thumb. “I’m happy for you that you have a great relationship with him.”
