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When he slipped his finger into me, I dropped my head back. He curled it, massaging the walls of my pussy. I moaned loudly when he pumped his finger in and out, and I swore he could hear my heart pounding. My legs shook, and even when I closed them around his head, he didn’t stop. He growled, adding another finger and continuing his motion.
“Drake!” I cried, feeling the intense warmth building between my legs that I hadn’t felt in months. “Please don’t stop!”
My toes curled at the sudden intensity that rushed through me, and I was relieved when he listened. Even when I pulled at his hair and tried to slide up the bed away from him, he continued lapping at my clit. He pulled his fingers from me, using both hands to grip my hips and keep me there. Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through me, and I thought I might pass out.
Drake slowed down, placing soft kisses on my mound before he kissed my stomach. Pausing at my chest, he sucked each of my nipples one at a time, and when he looked up at me, my breath hitched.
“I’m only getting started,” he said, and I gasped. I grabbed for him, framing my hands around his face and pulling him to me.
I kissed him, desperate to taste my release on his tongue. Drake returned the kiss, breathlessly matching my eager energy. He kissed me like we’d both stop breathing if he stopped and there was no way he was going to let that happen.
“Drake, please,” I whined. I licked my cum from his lips, tracing my tongue along his jawline and tasting the sweet, tangy flavor of my release.
I couldn’t sit up fast enough when he stood to unbutton his pants, pushing them and his underwear past his hips and stepping out of them. His cock bounced, already erect and dripping with precum. My jaw dropped and mouth watered, earning a knowing smirk from Drake.
The bed dipped when he climbed on, settling again between my thighs. I whimpered in anticipation without him even touching me. “So eager,” he said, and I nodded, shamelessly gnawing at the inside of my lip.
Drake hooked one of my legs over his arm, lifting my hips slightly and lining his cock up at my entrance. When he thrust into me, I cried out. He was thick, and he stretched me more than any man I’d been with in the past. My pussy rippled around him, pulling a groan from him.
He rested my ankle on his shoulder, pushing deeper before he pulled out and filled me again. I lifted my hips to meet his slow thrusts, desperate for more. I opened my mouth, preparing to beg him to give me more when he did anyway, drilling into me suddenly until he was fully sheathed.
“Fuck, Drake!” I screamed, grabbing the pillow next to me. I bit down on it, sure anyone awake in the neighboring rooms could hear my cries. My muffled moans got louder when he fucked me harder.
“That’s how I imagined it sounding the first time you said those words,” he grunted.
I blushed, remembering he had overheard me talking myself out of liking him in the bathroom during the reception. So much for that.
The muscles in Drake’s chest and abs flexed, and a light sheen of sweat formed on his pecs. I wanted to lick it off. I bit harder into the cotton pillowcase, my body convulsing with waves of my building orgasm, and when the pressure burst, my eyes rolled back. Had anyone ever made me come before?
Definitely not like this.
Drake persisted, continuing his steady pace until he drilled into me with one more hard thrust. He grunted, ecstasy etched into his features, and the sound and sight of him made me quiver. When he finished, he slowly dropped my leg from his shoulder, rubbing the crease where my thigh met my hip.
“Fuck, you’re incredible,” he said, dropping his forehead to mine. His chest heaved, and his breath was warm on my face.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing his cheek and then his lips. My eyes drifted closed, even while my tongue lazily wrestled with his. He tasted like vanilla and pleasure, and I wanted to drink him in.
“This never happens again,” I hummed quietly, melting into the sheets.
Drake chuckled. “Whatever you say.”
“I’m serious,” I mumbled, not sounding nearly as convincing as I needed to sound.
He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me to him so my back was flush against his chest. “You may be serious, but your pussy isn’t. Your pussy fucking loves me.”
“It does not. My pussy and I can’t stand you,” I said but wiggled my hips, nestling closer to him. Then I paused. “But thank you,” I added quietly.
Drake laughed, tightening his hold on me and nuzzling my neck. “Go to sleep, angel.”
I opened my eyes again, turning my head to look at him over my shoulder. His eyes were serene—peaceful in a way I hadn’t seen before. “Why are you still calling me that?”
“It started as a joke, but I can’t stop now because it’s what you are.” Drake chuckled and kissed my temple, inhaling deeply. “And you make me want a halo too.”
Chapter twenty-one
Amanda
“How do you feel about sushi?” Drake asked, dropping into the seat next to me.
