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I’d been wet since I found it in the bag of clothes Aspen had dropped off while I was staying at Reed’s. It was one of hers, something I wasn’t sure I’d have ever considered wearing anywhere before. When I text her to ask what the hell, she simply said that she thought I might need it.
Obviously, she knew who Drake was—a little better than even I did.
And I was thankful for that because this was the perfect dress for this party, for me to stand beside him and somehow convince people I should be there.
The tiny lace panties I had on were completely soaked through and may as well not even be there.
But I couldn’t help it.
I wanted him badly.
I’d had good sex before but never like what it was like with Drake. Something about it felt more exciting, my body alive and alert like it had never been with anyone else. It was an edge I’d never explored before, and for some reason, I felt safe walking it with him.
The elevator in the hotel?
I still had no idea if people had seen us that night.
But they could have.
They could’ve seen me exposed, watched me as Drake made me come, made me one of their fantasies—and while just thinking about it made my cheeks burn red hot, my clit began to throb too.
I pressed against Drake’s chest, and he took a step back from the table, though with a confused frown. I eased myself off the edge onto my feet and reached up into my dress, hooking my fingers through the lace of my thong and tugging down so it dropped to my feet.
I knew he wanted to say something.
Drake was more on the dominant side. He liked to make the choices and decisions, but he seemed to keep himself reigned in as I sunk into a crouching position and began working on the zipper of his pants, reaching inside and pulling out a very large, very hard cock that seemed to dwarf my hand.
With my other hand, I reached down and swept away the piece of my dress that hung between my legs to create the splits. With it pushed to the side, I widened my thighs and slipped my hand between them, looking up at Drake as I brushed one finger across my clit and swallowed just the head of his cock at the same time.
“Fucking hell,” he cursed, instantly reaching for my hair, grabbing it in his fist and holding my head steady while he slowly pressed his hips forward, filling my mouth further. I let him take control, reaching for his belt and wrapping my fingers around it to hold myself steady while he decided how much cock I’d take.
I was ready for it all.
I pushed two fingers back into my pussy to gather the wetness that was practically dripping onto my thighs, using it to coat my clit so they glided over the sensitive bud, swirling it around and around and drawing a moan from deep in my throat.
“Yes, fucking moan,” Drake encouraged, pulling his cock back to give me a second to take a breath before slowly driving it a little deeper this time. I pressed harder against my clit, the pressure bringing me to that next level. “Yes, fuck, those vibrations are like fucking heaven.”
He moved faster, thrusting gently in and out of my mouth while I pulled my orgasm closer and closer with my fingers. My moans got louder and stronger, falling in time with his when his cock filled my mouth.
And the whole time, I held his gaze.
He watched me take him, in and out, gentle praises whispered through his clenched teeth. “Good girl. Make yourself come fucking everywhere.”
He watched me building and getting closer, my legs starting to shake as I fought to get over the edge. “Open,” he ordered, pulling his cock right out.
It was wet, dripping with my saliva.
I opened my mouth, my tongue out, and he slapped the end against it before forcing it inside, this time deep enough to make me gag. I pressed hard against my clit, hitting with the right amount of pressure. I couldn’t crouch anymore, so instead, I fell forward on my knees. Drake pulled back, his cock slipping from my mouth. “I’m coming,” I groaned loudly, rubbing hard at my clit, back and forth with all my fingers. “Oh God, yes, Drake.” I tried to lean forward as the wave came over me, but he tugged my head back so I couldn’t help but hold his gaze.
“You don’t look away when you come for me,” he said sternly, and I came hard, my entire body arching back. I couldn’t breathe. For a few seconds I didn’t know how, but my mouth just fell open, and I ground my hips against my hand, riding the wave of pleasure, not wanting to get off.
Suddenly, I was off the floor, lifted from my knees and onto the edge of the table. And just when I thought I’d missed out on the end of my ecstasy, Drake grabbed my jaw in his hand and kissed me hard as he used his other hand to guide his cock into my slick, wet pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and it slipped inside, driving as deep as possible and forcing a gasp from my mouth. A mixture of shock and pleasure.
“Fuck, fuck,” Drake swore. “Your pussy is pulsing and squeezing my dick like a vice.”
Because I was still coming.
Only now, as he fucked me, driving hard and deep again and again, I could feel another orgasm building on top of the first one. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my forehead against his, fighting for air. “Drake.” I sucked in a sharp breath. “Oh God, I think I’m coming.”
