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He stood up and pulled me back to the edge of the bed, my legs spread, my feet on the edge. "Put your hands above your head again. Now, I'm going to fuck you until I come inside of you. You're not allowed to come this time."
I nodded, licking my lips, my brain fuzzy from lust.
He then proceeded to stroke my clit with the head of his cock, repeating what he did to me that first night at my apartment, teasing me with it, poking the head into me just a bit before withdrawing and stroking my labia and clit slowly. He was deliberately arousing me again, building me back up to an orgasm, and when he entered me part of the way, I felt it start again.
"I'm going…" I said, gasping as he pulled out, my thighs quaking. Again, he just waited. I felt hot all over, my body tense. After a moment, when my breathing slowed, he started once more, stroking his length over my pussy, then pushing in an inch, maybe two.
I gasped. It felt so good, I thought I was going to pass out. He stopped moving and leaned over me, his cock still inside of me. His face was just above mine.
"Open your eyes," he said, his voice firm. I did, staring into his. "I'm teaching you patience, Katherine. You have to get used to obeying me. You have to turn your body and mind over to me completely. Just feel."
I nodded.
"Now close your eyes again."
I did. He started to thrust inside of me, slowly, agonizingly slowly, entering me a bit more with each thrust. He didn’t touch my clit, just fucked me, until his entire length was in me. It felt so good as he withdrew completely and then entered me again, slowly, over and over again. Then, he stroked my clit softly, lightly, and that additional stimulation was enough and I knew I'd come if he didn’t stop.
"I'm going to…" I said, gritting my teeth, trying not to but the sweetness built in my groin, deep inside me. He didn't stop. Instead he leaned over me again, his arms on either side of me.
"Open your eyes," he said quickly. "Look in mine."
I did, expecting he'd stop fucking me, but he didn't.
"Oh, God…" I said, gasping, but he didn't stop and then I went over the edge.
"Say my name," he ordered. "Say my name when you come."
My body took over as my orgasm started and I tried to keep my eyes open, I tried to say his name, but it was almost impossible. He started thrusting deep and fast, his face just over mine.
"Say my name."
I tried but could barely speak above a whisper. "Drake…"
And then I was lost to it, waves of pleasure washing over me, my body tensing, arcing against his, breathing through gritted teeth, my eyes locked on his. He thrust harder, faster, watching me the entire time. I felt his cock become even harder inside of me and finally, he grimaced, his eyes closing briefly before opening again, grunting with each thrust as he came, his face inches from mine, his eyes locked on mine.
Then he collapsed onto me, his face in the crook of my neck, gasping for breath in my ear. His cock throbbed inside of me and I clenched around him, my arms still above my head. I slipped them down and around him, my legs wrapping around his waist. His skin was warm against me, his body weight comforting.
It was such a powerful orgasm and I felt almost faint, my hearing dulled, my mind drifting as if I was riding on a wave of bliss as he kissed my neck.
Finally, when I recovered enough to think, I couldn't hold back.
"I don't understand," I said. "I thought you didn’t want me to come, but you made me come on purpose."
He pulled back, his face over mine, his eyes locked on mine. Finally, he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
"Kate, my whole reason for existence when we're together is to make you come."
"But then, why did you tell me…"
He kissed my neck once more and then rose up. He took my legs and spread them and watched as he pulled his now-softening cock out of me.
"Perfect," he said as he watched and I remembered him saying he wanted to see his come dripping out of me.
I smiled and covered my face with my hands, a bit embarrassed at his carnal pleasure in the evidence of his orgasm. It amused and interested me at the same time. I always thought it was messy and a bother, but he found it satisfying, like he was marking his territory. It was just one more clue to Drake, and how his mind and libido worked.
"Why did you tell me I wasn't supposed to come?" I asked again.
He leaned back down between my thighs, his face above mine, and he stroked my cheek.
