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I threw my head back and clutched hard to his shoulders as I came.
Again.
My body trembling, my thighs completely drenched.
“Lay back,” Drake ordered, pressing gently at my chest and forcing me to lay down on the table while he pulled my ass right to the edge. “You want me to come in you?” he rasped, his hands braced on either side of me as he continued to force his cock hard and deep. My nails scratched at the wood, my moans growing louder again even though my body was exhausted, the pleasure overwhelming.
When I didn’t answer right away, he stood up, pushing slow and deep inside me and flicking my sensitive clit.
My back arched, and I let out a low groan. “Drake.”
“I asked if you want me to come in you. ‘Cause if I do, I’m gonna take your panties and put them in my pocket so we both know that when we walk out of here, and I introduce you to all those people out there, my cum will be slowly dripping down the inside of your thighs.”
Fuck me.
The rest of the night with a constant reminder of this moment slipping between my thighs? I’ll be so fucking horny. I swallowed hard, unable to control the way my pussy twitched and tightened at the thought.
“Mm-hmm,” he hummed, pressing himself a little deeper, teasing me. “It feels like you like that idea, but I need to hear the words.”
“Yes,” I whispered, making him chuckle lightly.
“Say the words, Cassie, and say them fucking louder.”
He started moving slowly, sliding deep inside me before pulling back out and pausing.
This damn man.
Always needing the words.
“I want you to come inside me,” I said loudly, gasping when I was rewarded with a hard thrust I swear I almost felt in my throat. And as he picked up speed, forcing himself harder and deeper, I couldn’t help myself. “God, yes, Drake. I want to still feel you inside me when we go back out there.”
“Yes, you fucking do,” he hissed between his teeth. He was so fucking close, and so was I. My body was weak after coming twice already, but fuck, if I wasn’t ready to beg for more because I was so close to the edge again. “‘Cause this pussy is whose?”
“Yours,” I murmured, clawing at the table and trying to lift my hips a little, desperately wanting that extra something that would do it.
“Again,” he ordered, reaching for my throat.
“It’s yours.” I groaned loudly, and there it was. “Fuck, yes, fuck.”
“Holy fuck,” Drake cursed as he pressed hard inside me one last time, one arm bracing his body over me while the other tightened a little on my neck. “Fucking cunt is so tight like a vice around my dick, twitching and clenching hard.”
His hand moved, curling up around my jaw and cupping my face as he leaned in just enough to press a deep, sexy fucking kiss against my lips, swallowing the very little breath I had, but as far as I was concerned, he could have it. I was exhausted and spent but in the most perfect way imaginable.
I’d never come so many times.
That’s one thing Drake had over other men—he wanted to give pleasure just as much as he wanted to receive it—maybe even more. Who the hell was this man? And how the hell did he stumble into my life?
Protective.
Generous.
Humble.
His cock slipped from inside me, and I swear I almost let out a disappointed sigh as I sat up at the edge of the table. Drake adjusted his pants, tucking himself back inside and making sure they were done up before he reached down and plucked my thong from the floor.
If you could even call it that.
It was a fancy piece of black lace.
