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He had heard me come up behind him, because when I placed my hands on his back, he didn’t flinch. Drake continued to cut the pepper into thin strips while I traced the muscles in his back down to the hem of his shirt, grabbing it and pulling it back up. When he paused and set down the knife, lifting his arms, I pulled the shirt over his head and dropped it behind me.
Drake resumed his task, still methodically chopping produce when I pressed my lips to the center of his back. His skin was warm, and I darted my tongue out to lick the slightly salty sheen developing there. He paused when I kept my lips to his back but moved my hands around to the front, resting them on the button of his jeans.
“Be patient,” he growled when I started to unfasten the button and tug at the zipper. “You need to eat first.”
I whined. “Come on, please? I just want an appetizer.” He didn’t stop me when I settled onto my knees between him and the counter. “I missed you.”
Drake’s breath hitched when I tugged at his jeans. “Amanda.” He gripped the knife in one hand and the edge of the counter with the other in an attempt to maintain his composure.
“You keep cooking,” I said, pulling his boxers past his hips and smiling when his already hard cock bobbed in front of me. My mouth watered, and I closed my hand around the thick shaft. “Let me take care of you.”
When he sliced through the onion, I stroked gently along his cock, licking my lips. The small drop of precum that glistened on the tip was calling to me, and I darted my tongue out to collect it, smiling when Drake gasped quietly above me. “Mmm,” I hummed.
Drake paused when I closed my lips around the head of his cock, swirling my tongue and pulling off with a light pop. He was so hard, but his skin was smooth, and I bobbed my head, sliding my lips farther down his erection. I moved faster when his breath hitched.
I wanted more of him, all of him, and I eagerly moved down his shaft to the base. When his cock hit the back of my throat, I gagged. Drake chuckled above me, setting the knife down and running his fingers through my hair.
“Slow down, angel,” he said, wrapping his hand around my hair. “You can take it all. Just take your time.”
I listened, drawing my lips back to the tip and guiding them slowly back down to the base. His cock was too big for me to swallow completely, but I was determined to try. When I started to gag again, I pulled back, swirling my tongue around the tip and slurping at the string of saliva that dripped from the corners of my lips.
I looked up at Drake, realizing he was no longer concerned about prepping dinner. His eyes were dark and glued to mine, and his hand was still holding my hair. “Fuck,” he groaned, a low rumble coming from his chest. “You’re doing so well. Now touch yourself for me.”
I paused for a second before I slid my hand into the shorts I was wearing. I was already wet, and when I slipped my finger between my folds and found my clit, I whimpered. Drake held my eyes with his, slowly thrusting forward.
My lips glided along his cock, taking him deeper with each thrust while I drew quick circles around my sensitive clit. I moaned, loving the feeling of touching myself while his cock throbbed against my tongue.
“Just like that,” he said. “My god, you’re incredible.”
I beamed at the compliment, opening my throat and moving my lips along his cock until they met the base. Rocking my head side to side, his balls tightened against my chin. My tongue pressed against his shaft, following the ridge of each of his veins.
The intensifying swirl of my own orgasm built beneath my fingers, the tension growing tighter between my legs. It felt like I was going to burst, and I sucked more enthusiastically. When Drake tightened his hold on my hair, I could tell he knew I was close. He guided my head, slowing me down even while my fingers sped up.
When I reached my peak, I moaned, the sound muffled by his cock. He echoed with a grunt of his own, tugging at my hair until my lips left the tip. A long string of saliva and precum hung between my lips and his cock, and Drake groaned.
He helped me up, guiding me to my feet and putting his hands on my hips. “Food can wait,” he said before his lips crashed into mine.
Drake slid the cutting board and knife to the side before he lifted me, dropping me onto the surface of the counter. He lined himself up at my entrance, drilling into me with one swift move and dropping his forehead against mine while my pussy fluttered around him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, encouraging him to give me more.
The sound of his skin slapping against mine and our wet arousal was quick to fill the room, and all I could smell was sweat and my come on my fingers. Drake drilled into me, and when I dug my nails into his bare back, he went faster. My legs shook, and waves of pleasure coursed through me while he fucked me.
“Drake!” I cried. “Please don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
He held on to my hips tighter, forcing himself as deep as he could. “I’ll fuck you for the rest of my life if you let me,” he grunted. His mouth dropped open, and when he tilted his head back, I could tell he was close.
The spring of tension building in my core snapped, and my orgasm rushed through me. “Yes! Fuck me forever!”
Drake rode through each wave, fucking me even while my release splashed against us and soaked his thighs and stomach. When he came, he thrust into me and stilled, filling me with warm ropes of cum. He stayed there, holding me against him until both of our breathing slowed.
I buried my face in his chest, kissing his pecs and licking the salty traces of sweat from my lips. “I love you, Drake,” I said against his skin.
He kissed the top of my head, lingering long enough to take a deep inhale. “I love you too, angel.”
Chapter forty-five
Amanda
“You’re sure you really want me around here all the time, huh?” Drake asked, hanging a stack of clothing on the side of the closet I’d emptied for him. After last night, I didn’t want him to leave. I clung to him this morning when he tried to get out of bed, even though he reassured me he would be right back.
