When his lips reached my ear, he spoke again. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about fucking you since I saw you at the premier. I wanted to take you right there in front of everyone.”
I pressed my hands against his muscular chest with every intention of pushing him away, but as he pulled my earlobe between his teeth, my fingers slid over his shoulder, pulling him tighter against me. His hard length rested against my belly and I wanted to reach out and feel him, but I remained frozen, unsure how to respond to someone so forward. Tyler had always been timid when it came to sex, asking me permission to even kiss me. It was unnerving how aggressive Drake was.
Sliding his hands down over my hips, his fingertips grazed the tops of my bare thighs before dragging the fabric upward, exposing my panties between us. His lips moved to my neck, kissing and licking my skin as my heart thumped erratically under his touch.
“What did you mean by what you said at that party? When you said women like me don’t like to be asked, they like to be told?” I didn’t have the guts to say what I really wanted, but Drake seemed to be able to read me from the moment he looked me in the eye. I hoped he was still as perceptive.
Pulling back, he looked me in the eye, smirking as he dipped his fingers down between my breasts, pulling up the small silver medallion that hung from the delicate chain.
“That’s... oh God.” Embarrassment washed over me and I wanted to run, but Drake left me little room to move. “That’s for research, for the book.”
He cocked his head to the side as his eyebrow rose. “You mean you don’t want me to chain you to the bed and whip you?” His lip curled up into a devilish grin as he struggled not to laugh at me. “That’s disappointing. Would you like some help with your... research?”
“I’m not into... that story isn’t about me.” I put my hands over my face as he laughed, slowly pulling them away before placing his fingers under my chin and forcing me to look up at him.
“Shhh...” He whispered as my body heated from humiliation. “Relax, Gabriela. I was kidding.” His thumb slid over my lower lip, pulling it down slightly as his gaze dipped to my mouth. I felt my head inch ever so slightly closer to his, needing to feel every inch of him. It was an all-consuming feeling that I’d never experienced before. The draw to him was a raw, primal need. But I was too scared to ask for what I wanted and I wasn’t the type of girl to take control. Drake had read me like an open book at the restaurant. “Do you, Gabriela?”
“Want you to tie me to the bed?” My mind was overcome with lust and the incessant pulse of pleasure between my legs was growing too distracting.
His smile had grown before his face went serious again. “Do you like to be told?”
I gasped, but words failed me. His gaze narrowed, the muscles in his jaw ticking beneath the surface as if battling his own demons.
“Just say yes and I’ll give you what you want.”
“I don’t know.”
“Yes, you do. We both know what you want right now. I just need to hear you say it.”
“Yes,” I breathed.
His lips pressed against mine, hard, eliciting a whimper from me as I felt his length harden between us. His hands went back to my hips, squeezing roughly as if he was summoning all of his strength to move slowly. My lips parted and his tongue met mine before he pulled back, leaving me desperate for more.
“Gabriela,” His palm slid along my cheek as his thumb rubbed against my heated skin. “Tell me you want me to fuck you. I want to hear you say it.”
This power trip between us had come to a head and I’d have to swallow my pride to get what I wanted, but I stubbornly remained silent.
Like he was reading my mind, he added, “I don’t wish to do something you will later regret. I want this just as much as you do, trust me.”
A shudder rippled through my body at his confession. “I want to fuck you,” I whispered, shocked at the words that tumbled out of my mouth. He groaned, pleased by my response.
“Take me to your room. Now.” His voice was low, raw with need and it did amazing things to my body. I felt like any touch of his hand could tip me over the edge of ecstasy. I led him through the small hallway and to my bedroom, pausing at the doorway, not sure what happens next. I’d never had a one night stand and I was pretty certain I’d never had sex like he wanted. His hand snaked around my waist, pressing the silky fabric of my dress against the apex of my thighs, his lips on my ear. “Don’t be scared of me. I’m not going to hurt you unless you want me to.” His fingers moved just enough to tease me and leave me desperate for more.
Chapter sixteen
Drake
I struggled not to push Gabriela down on her bed and rip her clothes from her body. I wanted to savor the taste of her flesh, the silky feel of her skin before goosebumps cover her body in the wake of my touch. I didn’t want to just feed the hunger of the animal inside of me. I wanted to show her how good it could feel to submit herself to someone else and let me indulge in her pleasure. I could already feel how slick with want she was between her thighs and my mouth watered at the thought of running my tongue against her clit as she begged me for more.
The idea of her pleasure taking priority was something new to me. I didn’t like it. Spending time with her was supposed to be a means to an end.
I pressed my cock against her lower back as I rubbed my palm against Gabriela’s clit. She was panting so loudly I knew she was close to coming from my hand alone. It was rare to find a woman so responsive from such a simple thing. She had been neglected and now I had the opportunity to mold her, teach her how to please me and I would make her body come alive in return.
“I need to taste you,” I whispered into her ear causing her to gasp and press herself harder against my hand. “Take your clothes off.” I took a step back. Letting my hand drop. She looked back at me over her shoulder as her fingers played with her necklace nervously.
“What do you want to do to me?” Her voice cracked and I couldn’t help but smile. She played shy and innocent very well. I was more than willing to be a teacher to her dirty desires.
“I’m going to make you come in my mouth so I can lick you clean,” I stepped toward her. “And then I’m going to fuck you.” I slid my hand over her cheek, into her long hair, gripping it tightly and tugging her head back as I stood only an inch away from her. She looked up at me, eyes wide and begging for more. “Now take off your fucking clothes like a good girl. I don’t like to ask twice.”
I let my hand fall from her tresses as she gripped the bottom of her dress and slowly pulled it up her body and over her head, letting it fall to the ground beside her. Next, she reached behind her back and unhooked her white bra, sliding it down her arms to reveal her hardened pink nipples that I couldn’t wait to taste.
I pressed my palm against my cock that was aching with need as she looped her fingers in the thin white straps of her thong, tugging them down an inch and hesitating before revealing her silky flesh.
“You are so fucking perfect,” I groaned as I took on the sight of her body. Her pale skin was flushed pink, her arms crossed insecurely over her stomach. I wanted to pull her from her shell, owning the sexual creature that ached to be released from her. She lit up with my words of praise, standing straighter as if blossoming like a flower. Her fingers went to her necklace as she began to lift it.
“Leave it.”
Her hand fell to her side as she let me take her in.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked, struggling to keep my distance from her.
She nodded slowly, her long, chestnut hair falling over her breasts. “If this is what you want.”
“How could I not want you, Gabriela?” I stepped back against her, slipping fingers into her hair as I pressed my lips to her, kissing her passionately until she relaxed into me. I couldn’t get enough of the sweetness of her lip gloss and the burn of the liquor that still lingered on her tongue.
It took everything in me not to lose control. My min
d was begging to let the darker side slip, to take her without mercy, but I knew it would be overwhelming for her. I walked her slowly backward until her knees pressed against the edge of her mattress.
I lowered her to the bed, before standing straight and pulling my shirt over my head. Her eyes danced over my chest and down the ridges of my abdomen. It was part of my job to keep in shape and I could tell by the smile that played on Gabriela’s lips that she was pleased with the results.
Undoing my pants I slid the over my hips, my palm rubbing hard over my cock that was begging for release. But I wasn’t ready to fuck her just yet, so I kept my black boxer briefs on as I pushed Gabriela’s knees apart, drinking in the sight of her pink center.
It was a crime that any man would neglect something so beautiful. But his loss was my gain. I crawled over her and she tensed below me, her eyes locked onto mine. I pressed my palm against her left breast, sliding it over her hardened nipple as her chest rose and fell rapidly. Her breast fit perfectly in my palm and I loved how firm yet soft they were, not fake like most women in Hollywood.
“I want to taste every inch of you.”
Her lips parted as she sighed, her hands still at her sides allowing me access to her body. I pressed my mouth to the top of the right breast, pulling her nipple into my mouth. I allowed it to graze against my bottom teeth before kissing the valley between her small tits, lingering long enough to feel the rapid beat of her heart. She struggled to remain calm while inside I could feel her fear and it made me tense, my eyes closing briefly.
“What’s wrong?” She lifted her head, her eyebrows pulled together as I glanced up at her, worry written all over her face.
“Nothing. You are perfect.” I pressed my lips against the thin skin again, the growing rhythm begging me to lose control. I reluctantly pulled my mouth back as I struggled not to bare my teeth and sink them into her softness.
My fantasies about Gabriela wouldn’t be coming to fruition tonight. She wasn’t the kind of woman that liked to play my kind of games. Not yet. I ran my tongue across her stomach, causing her to tense and giggle softly.
“You’re ticklish?” I looked up to her and she nodded, her body still stiff beneath me. “You better hold still, little girl, or you won’t get what you want.” Torturing her this way would be enough to feed my demons.
She inhaled a sharp breath as I ran the tip of my tongue lower before kissing her belly button. Her head fell back as I repeated the action until her hips began to lift, begging me to venture lower. I wasn’t known for giving women what they wanted. I enjoyed the slow torture so I moved back up her body, sucking her left nipple into my mouth, hard. She gasped, her fingers sliding into my hair.
Chapter seventeen
Gabriela
Soft pants escaped my lips as I struggled to hold still while Drake tortured my sensitive skin. No one had ever paid so much attention to my body and the feeling was overwhelming. His lips pressed against my ribs and I jumped at the sensation of his stubbled jaw on soft flesh. I felt his lips curve into a smile as his teeth gently nipped at my skin.
“Don’t move,” He pressed his tongue flat against my side, dragging it up over the ridges of my ribs before his warm breath followed, causing me to shiver. He nipped, this time with a little more force, as he continued his game of pleasure and pain.
Dipping lower he licked my hip. I lifted my body, desperate to have him settle between my thighs. His fingers gripped my waist and pulled me back against the bed forcefully as he slowly shook his head.
“I want to take my time tasting every inch of you,” he groaned before licking along the inside of my thigh. His mouth hovered over my mound as he inhaled. I tried to close my legs, embarrassed, but he pressed them wide against the bed before lowering his head again. I was mortified at such animalistic behavior, but my body craved more.
“He doesn’t get to touch this again,” he growled before he ran his tongue up my slit at a deliberately slow pace. I convulsed beneath him, whimpering when he pulled his mouth away. I glanced down at him to find him glaring at me intently. “Do you hear me, little girl?”
“Yes,” I whispered, my skin burning for more of his touch.
He lowered his head again and his teasing, light licks were replaced with his need to claim. He ran his fingers over me, spreading me wide before pressing his tongue hard against me, lapping at my excitement. His eager mouth moved over my clit. I raised my hips to meet his lips and this time he didn’t stop me as he continued to taste me, branding me as his with his mouth.
“Oh, God,” I moaned as I felt myself grow closer to release. Drake ran his finger over my entrance teasingly before impaling me with one of his thick fingers. He pumped in and out of me at the same pace as his tongue. I rode his hand, unabashedly, whimpering as he slowed his pace before pumping hard.
“You’re so tight.” He groaned as he pressed another finger inside of me, twisting his wrist as he slowly entered, stretching me. The delicious burn preparing me for what it would be like to have him inside of me made my body heat.
The tip of his tongue flicked against my clit as his hand began to move faster, testing me to see what I could handle. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed the rougher side of sex. My body clenched with his touch, greedily, needing more.
I stiffened, waves of euphoria washing over me as I came, crying out as I gripped the sheets in my fists. Drake didn’t let up until my moans fell silent. His tongue pressed softly now, slowly lapping up my juices as aftershocks sent trembles through my body. It wasn’t until he crawled over me that I realized his grip he’d held on my hips would most likely bruise.
Brushing my hair back from my face, he ran his tongue over his lips that still glistened with my excitement.
“You taste so fucking good, Gabriela.” His mouth pressed against mine and he coaxed my lips apart with his tongue. The idea of my come causing him so much pleasure made my body begin to pulse again.
Chapter eighteen
Drake
Lowering my hips, I let my cock press directly against her sensitive clit. She whimpered, the sound of her discomfort causing me to grow harder. I swirled my tongue against hers, as I reached between us and pulled my boxer briefs down just far enough for my cock to spring free. I gripped it in my left hand as I held myself off her body on my right elbow.
“You like the way you taste?” I asked as I pressed the head of my cock against her clit. She groaned, her eyes closed tightly. I knew she would be very sensitive after getting off, but that only added to my enjoyment. As I dipped my head lower and pushed against her entrance, her eyes flew open.
“You’re too big,” she panted, scared but still too aroused to put up any real fight.
“Are you on birth control?” I had put a condom in my wallet earlier today, but I’d rather feel the warmth of her pussy around me.
“I’m on the shot.”
I kept myself propped over her so I could look her in the eye as I pushed inside of her. “This is going to hurt.” Her expression grew more worried, but she didn’t try to push me away. She was waiting for the burning sensation that would ultimately please me and I almost came just from that thought alone. I pressed against her entrance again, rocking my hips forward slightly, coating the head of my cock in her juices before pulling back, and prolonging the moment.
“I’m scared,” she whispered quietly, but I felt her hips lift slightly, eager for me to do it again. She was a great actress. I rocked forward, pressing against her tight opening, my hand sliding up my shaft and back to the base, imagining how good it will feel to be seated completely inside of her.
“But you will take the pain like a good girl so I can come.” I pressed my mouth against hers and her lips automatically parted for me. I rocked forward again, slipping a little further inside as I brushed my tongue against hers.
The desire to slam into her and have her body bow from the bed as she cried out in pain was almost too overwhelming.
“You have to be quiet. Y
ou have neighbors and we don’t want any of them coming over to check on you. If you’re too loud, I’ll have to gag you, understand?” Her gaze dipped, my words causing her skin to darken with embarrassment. I let go of myself to place my fingers under her chin, forcing her to look me in the eye. “I asked you a question.”
“I understand. I’ll be good.”
I smiled, pressing my mouth against hers as I rocked harder, groaning as I slipped deeper into her tight pussy. She whimpered into my mouth and I rocked again and again, desperate to fuck her. I pressed my palm against her mouth to help silence her as I gave another thrust.
“Fuck,” I groaned when I was fully inside of her and our bodies was slicked with sweat. I tensed, struggling to keep myself from ripping her open. “You are doing so well, Gabriela.”
Slowly, we began to rock together as her body adjusted to my size. When I was sure that she could handle me, I rolled my hips harder against her, my lips against her ear as I told her how good she felt.
Chapter ninEteen
Gabriela
No one had ever spoken to me the way Drake did as we had sex. It felt dirty and wrong, but my body grew wetter with every illicit phrase that tumbled from his lips. There was a primal need to please him when he spoke to me that way. I forced myself to relax against the burning between my legs with each roll of his hips. I was thankful I’d come before he entered me because I knew it had helped ease the discomfort.
I’d never considered any of my partners small in size, by any means, but Drake was in a class of his own. He was so thick and long that it felt like losing my virginity all over again. And in a way I was because no one had ever fucked me before. I now understood exactly what I was missing.
I pushed my hips down against him, entranced by the look of pleasure on his face as he drew closer to orgasm. His thrusts were less rhythmic now and his balls slapped against my ass as he pushed my thighs so wide I thought my legs would break. All the while he told me how good I was and how much he enjoyed being inside of me. I clawed at the slick skin of his back, struggling to get closer to him. I could feel my nails breaking flesh, but it only made him fuck me harder until an animalistic growl ripped from his chest. He stilled over me, spilling his warm, sticky seed inside of me.
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