Drew [The Texas Senator's Sons 2] (Siren Publishing Classic)
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“Hard-core porn, huh? I like it.” Liv smiled and set the case back down and headed past him toward the room she really wanted to see, his bedroom.
A large, manly four-poster bed graced the space. It looked large and intimidating. King-size, perfect. She liked to have a big playground. Her hand glided down the massive timber at the end of the bed, all the glorious possibilities. It was definitely a man’s room, in shades of dark blues, greens, and warm, earthy browns.
Again Drew stood in the doorway and just watched her. His jaw was still clenched tight. His arms crossed in front of him. God, he looked hot, she thought, looking at him standing without a shirt wearing slightly baggy jeans that hung at his waist. What a sight to behold, his wide, tan chest with muscled pectorals that tapered to rippled abs. Yum.
Drew watched her touch the bed. Her fingers lightly gliding with visions running through her head. His expression indicated he had visions of his own. His look was predatory. Warning her that if she didn’t get the hell out of there, she’d be starring in one of them.
Liv continued to walk around the bed, daring him to take her. At the nightstand, she opened the drawer and tried not to grin. It was a stocked paradise with condoms, lubes, and oh, she thought, a butt plug. What made her smile was that all of it was new and never opened. In that instant her panties soaked, her throat constricted, and trembles shook her.
“You about done snooping?” Drew asked with a growl.
Liv turned and smiled. “You’re not actually gay and refusing to come out of the closet, are you?” That would get to him.
“Fuck no. I’m not gay!” Drew barked.
“Touchy, touchy,” she teased him. “Your nightstand says otherwise.”
Drew moved across the room in a second and stood looming over her. “Stop talking,” he ground out, and Liv suppressed a smile.
“Now,” Drew said and began to unbutton his jeans, “get down on your knees.”
Liv couldn’t wait. Her legs went weak as she knelt down, complying fully. She dreamed of sucking Drew’s large cock last night, and to have him order her to do so caused her pussy to clench tight in anticipation.
Drew unzipped his jeans and shoved them and his boxers down. “Suck it.”
Oh, mercy, Liv thought as she reached with a trembling hand. His enormous pole was rock hard. Pre-cum glistened at the tip. She wanted to taste him. Her tongue swiped across it, and she heard Drew groan. Yes, she thought and swirled her tongue around the tip with her hands bracing her on his strong thighs.
“I said suck it!” Drew barked, and she felt her hot heat trickle out more. She stretched her mouth around him and took in all she could. He was so very large and so delicious. Pulling back slowly, she sucked hard, and he moaned, his hands grasping her hair tight.
Drew’s hips began to thrust forward while his hands held her head. With each thrust, she could feel his cock at the back of her throat, and she purred. She looked up, and he was looking down at her, his face contorted from the pleasure she was giving him. His eyes bored a hole right through her. They were feral and dark.
“That’s it, suck that cock,” Drew said as he looked into her eyes. His hands tangled in her hair tighter with each pull of her mouth. Drew looked like he was trying hard to hold back while gritting his teeth tightly together. He also had a look desire and frustration at the same time. Liv wanted him to lose himself in the moment and let go. She wanted him to surrender to the passion between them.
The excitement rushed through Liv as she sucked and listened to Drew’s gruff voice. That was sexy as hell. Although she could do this all night, the tingling deep in her belly wanted more, so she increased her speed, knowing he would stop her. More of his saltiness invaded her mouth as his cock got harder, becoming engorged.
Drew pulled back out of her mouth quickly. “Take off your clothes,” he demanded.
Liv took off her clothes with Drew’s hungry eyes watching. She felt his gaze rake over her body, caressing her. This was completely erotic for her. When she took off her panties slowly, she noticed his hands balled up into fists. Her panties touched the floor, and he grabbed her under the arms and threw her on the bed. She bounced and tried not to giggle as the enthusiasm rushed though her.
Drew walked slowly around the bed looking at every inch of her body with no hint of a smile. He walked to the closet and came out with silk cording. “Hands above your head.”
Liv complied and tried to keep her body from shaking her off the bed. He wrapped the cord around each of her wrists and lashed her to either post. She couldn’t wait to see what was next but wished he would hurry before she had a complete meltdown. Her breathing was becoming erratic, her limbs shaky. She was thrilled when he opened his nightstand and laid an assortment of items at the foot of the bed. She could feel her orgasm hovering, which was surprising considering he hadn’t touched her yet.
Drew moved over the footboard like a big cat on the prowl, and her hips bucked up, wanting him. His mouth slowly eased down, and she prayed she wouldn’t pass out on contact. Sweet heaven, his mouth was hot. His tongue lashed out over her clit, eliciting a cry from her lungs. She bucked her hips to his mouth, and he restrained her leg and sucked her clit hard.
Liv cursed as stars began to cloud her vision. His fingers thrust into her cunt and tickled her sweet spot, and she burst from stimulation. She wailed as her body writhed, her arms pulling at the restraints. Her hips tried to move, but Drew had her immobilized with his strong arm. Sweet bliss, she thought as she came down. His tongue seemed to be lovingly exploring, helping calm the tsunami. When she felt his thumb graze over her tight asshole, she squealed. He continued to rim her hole with his thumb. She was slick from her excitement that ran down between her cheeks.
“I bet you want my cock in your ass,” he said while his tongue entered her cunt, and his thumb pressed into her ass.
Liv lit up. Her body needed more, wanted more. It didn’t matter how he took her so long as he did.
“Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Liv?” Drew asked lazily as he continued to feast between her legs.
“Yesss,” she cried out as she tried to move. Her skin was tingling from head to toe, buzzing.
When she heard the snap of a lid, she whimpered. Drew was torturing her by taking his time. She felt oily lube being rubbed around her hole. His fingers slipped in easily. He stroked softly, stretching her. She squeezed her eyes shut and enjoyed the invasion. Then he removed his fingers, and she felt empty. “Don’t stop!” she begged and thought she heard him chuckle.
Then the feeling of fullness returned when he gently pushed the butt plug in. Her nipples peaked, needing attention, and her pussy clinched tight. She pulled at the restraints, wanting to touch him but couldn’t. It was making her delirious and pushing her toward another orgasm.
After the butt plug was fully seated, she watched Drew open a condom. His eyes stared at her as he slowly rolled the condom down his large cock. Her hips thrust toward him.
“First I’m going to fuck your tight pussy, and then I’m going to fuck your tight ass,” Drew said and moved leisurely between her legs. Only Drew seemed to pleasure her in very unique ways.
“Yesss, do it, please!” Liv couldn’t help but beg. Her body was strung tightly and couldn’t wait.
Drew’s cock entered her little by little. She could feel her pussy stretch to accommodate him. The full feeling was immense with the butt plug in her ass, and it felt positively exquisite. His cock continued to slide in excruciatingly slow. She bit down on her bottom lip, about to explode, and looked into Drew’s gorgeous sapphire eyes. They were hooded and tense, like he was using all the control he could muster. She wanted to feel his tongue glide into her mouth, taste him, and feel the sweet pull of his lips. But he didn’t do that. His mouth came down on her breast. His tongue swirled her nipple. His cock eased in and out of her pussy. His teeth lightly bit her nipple before his hot mouth pulled her breast hard into his mouth and sent her into a fit of convulsions.
How could he give her such pleasure and command her body so perfectly? Her back arched, loving everything he was doing to her. He stopped, and she wanted to command him to keep going and keep pleasuring her until she passed out.
Drew sat back on his knees and looked at her spread open wide for him. His cock glistened with her cum. “Are you ready to feel my cock stretch your ass, Liv?” he asked, taking the butt plug out with trembling fingers.
“Yes, please!” Liv begged again, wanting the ultimate sensation that she knew she’d get.
Drew’s cock nudged her hole, and Liv felt her clit tingle. “Please, Drew.” She arched her back with his dick nudging a little harder.
With a groan, Drew slowly eased into her tight channel while his thumb rubbed her swollen clit. “So tight,” he purred until he was fully seated.
Liv hummed. Her tongue licked her lips as pleasure coursed through her veins. Such amazing pleasure, she thought, feeling another orgasm looming. Drew eased out and glided in again gently. She could tell a lot about a man by how considerate a lover he was. As for Drew, he was a gentle, loving man that was trying to fight a demon that had lodged in his heart.
“I’m okay. Lose control, Drew. Give it to me!” Liv encouraged him, wanting his control shot, wanting feel his anger being channeled into her.
“Fuck!” Drew hollered and pounded into her ass. His eyes became dark and wild while his hips thrust in and out of her. Sweat beaded on his forehead. His breathing had become rough as he funneled his anger through his dick and into her tight ass.
“Oh, yes, Drew!” Liv screamed, feeling his cock fill her, his thumb furiously stimulating her clit. “I’m going to come. Oh shit!” she wailed and let go.
Drew came a moment later with a thunderous roar and collapsed across her chest. His hot breaths came fast while sweat trickled down his temples. Liv could feel his cock pulsing in her ass and felt short thrusts from his hips. His arms looped around her shoulders and he held her tight, with his head on her breasts. She could hear his erratic breathing and smiled. She was taming the beast.
Chapter Four
Liv stretched and rolled over to check the time. She had returned to the main house shortly after her and Drew’s sexual escape in order to avoid an uncomfortable situation. Ideally she would’ve wanted to snuggle with him and feel his large biceps wrapping around her and holding her close. But alas, that wasn’t meant to be, so she got dressed and thanked him with a smile and out the back door she went.
It was actually an interesting relationship they were developing. Drew didn’t want a woman around, but he couldn’t resist sex. Liv loved the sex and worked hard to provoke him into giving her what she wanted, and she did it in spades. Neither wanted a relationship, so the friends-with-benefits term danced through her mind, but they weren’t even friends. She couldn’t even consider the talking they did as conversation.
There was an ultimate goal in mind concerning Drew. What Liv was doing was as much for her benefit as it was his, but it had purpose, and she was considering upping the stakes earlier than she originally planned. She smiled at the delicious thought and quickly dressed so she could get downstairs and help Regan with breakfast.
“Good morning, Regan!” Liv smiled and began to chip in.
“Wow, well good morning to you!” Regan replied and giggled. “I don’t want to know.” She waved a hand from the stove where she was cooking bacon.
“Suit yourself,” Liv teased and poured a cup of coffee and leaned against the counter deep in thought. She hoped that Drew would come for breakfast, but she wasn’t going to hold her breath. He was still very distant and trying every way under the sun to stay away from her, which was why she went to him last night.
Liv considered giving Drew the day off today to see if it affected him at all. Really, who can have fantastic sex and not want a repeat? Certainly not me, she thought. It would probably be harder for her to stay away than him. She wasn’t as stubborn or strong as him.
“So, uh, is Drew coming around?” Regan couldn’t help but ask.
“Not really, but give me a couple more days, and I think you’ll like the end results.” Liv smiled and stared out the window. Hopefully.
“You’re falling for him, Liv,” Regan noted and pulled the biscuits out of the oven.
Liv laughed. “Yeah, and the world is going to end tomorrow.” She couldn’t be falling for him, maybe falling into lust with him but that was all. No woman in her right mind wouldn’t want seconds or thirds of Drew. Anyway, she didn’t have time for a relationship.
“Say what you want, but I know that look. I sported it quite often when I met Damon, and really, these Radcliff men are mighty hard to resist,” Regan teased.
Liv knew she was transparent. Regan knew all her tells. That was why Regan always cleaned her out in poker. Liv didn’t possess a poker face, and she was a terrible liar. Two traits Regan was well aware of.
Liv turned around and began pulling plates out of the cabinet. She shook her head, knowing Regan couldn’t be further from the truth. Was she? She had to admit, Drew oozed a pheromone that she simply couldn’t get enough of. He was, in fact, addictive. Liv’s mind was filled with images of his fantastic body, piercing eyes, and yeah, his very large cock. Reasoning with herself, she decided that any woman with decent eyesight would drool over him, and besides, she was too busy being her own independent woman to worry about a relationship of any kind…well, since she lost the love of her life and all.
Liv thought back to the person she was. After her fiancé was killed in the airplane accident six years ago, she put her head down and kept as busy as possible with work. Brock was a good man, decent and honest. She missed him and, of course, would never forget him, but she moved on a long time ago because she knew he would have wanted her to. She began to think about the sex they’d shared. It was wonderful, but it didn’t have the intensity and fire as the sex she shared with Drew. That somewhat bothered her because she loved Brock, adored him, and was engaged to him. And now? Liv argued inside her consciousness that Drew was the unobtainable prize that kept her mind and body seeking him then reveling in what time she could get. No, she had to stop the comparison, because there was no comparing the two men. She wasn’t falling for Drew, period.
With the food at the table and a quick greeting from Damon, they sat down quietly and looked out the back window. No Drew again. Damon looked crushed, and Regan, well she was so tender she had tears welling up in her eyes.
“So, Damon, are you still AI breeding today?” Liv asked, trying to get everyone’s mind off the white elephant in the room.
Damon nodded with a mouthful of bacon.
“I’m really excited to see how the whole process works. I’ve never seen it.” Liv smiled brightly, and Damon chuckled. Liv said a silent prayer of thanks.
“Well, it’s similar to artificially inseminating a woman. Well, no…bad example…women have a monthly cycle, and cows have a similar cycle, give or take a few days. With cows, we can make them cycle on a schedule so we can make the most of our time and resources. Today, for instance, we have around twenty-five that came into standing heat together. We’ll more than likely have cows tomorrow that cycle together,” Damon started to explain.
“Wait, wait…what’s standing heat?” Liv laughed, and Regan choked on her juice trying not to laugh at Liv.
Damon smiled and blushed. “Well, a cow will be in heat for quite a few days but won’t be…uh…exactly ready to conceive.” He laughed. “Women have a window that is the optimal time to conceive, and it varies, so it’s a hit-or-miss kind of moment, but with cows, they know that perfect time to conceive, so they will stand on that day and allow the bull to mount her.” His face reddened, and he picked up his fork to occupy himself.
Liv’s grinned at the thought. “So, what you’re saying is that when the cow knows the perfect time, she will let the bull, yeah, do the duty, so to speak.” Liv couldn’t believe they were all having this conversation during breakfast, but it was fascinating, and she really wanted to know.
“Yes,” Damon answered and grinned.
Liv sat quietly for a moment and thought about the process. “So, they don’t have sex just to have sex?” She giggled when she got the question out. It was a silly question, but hey, she didn’t know.
“No, cows are not sexual creatures. They mate to produce offspring,” Damon replied and shook his head with a large grin on his face.
Liv chewed her bottom lip for a minute, processing that bit of information, and decided quickly that she was damn glad she wasn’t a cow. “Okay, I understand so far, but what if the bull wants”—she laughed—“what if the bull wants a piece early, ya know he might want to if he can sense when she is cycling.”
Regan nearly fell out of chair laughing, and Damon’s face turned three shades of red. “Well, she won’t let him mount.”
“Really, that’s interesting…” Liv mumbled while Regan regained her composure. “So this standing heat you said these cows are in means that they can conceive today when you AI them?”
“Yes, but just because she’s standing doesn’t mean it will take, and there could be a lot of reasons for that. We have a success rate of about eight to nine out of ten each time.”
“Wow, that’s great, but I still feel sorry for the cows.” Liv frowned and continued to eat.
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When Liv, Regan, and Damon got to the barn, Drew was already there and setting up. He was all business as he talked to Damon. “The cows are ready in the pen. I have the tank with all the straws we need. You did want AR Advantage 654 for the cows and DCC Baseline 511 for the heifers, correct?”