Drake [The Texas Senator's Sons 3] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Hennessee Andrews

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  Alex began cleaning up their mess from dinner, nervous about the rest of the night. Regan, being so intuitive, had packed them a trash bag for their remnants. How she seemed to think of everything was beyond Alex’s range of thought. She shook her head and laughed while stuffing the paper plates into the bag.

  “Care to share?” Drake brushed the crumbs off their blankets.

  Alex laughed again. “Oh, Regan. She seems to think of everything.”

  “She’s a great person. I can see how much she loves Damon every time she looks at him.” Drake paused. “It’s great to see the love they share.”

  “Oh, yeah. They’re like newlyweds all the time.”

  Drake poured them another glass of wine and handed it to her when she set the trash bag at the end of the truck bed. “To Damon and Regan.”

  The wine was bitter, yet sweet against her tongue. It was rich and dry, but overall pleasant to drink, kind of. Honestly, Alex enjoyed beer, but she played along with Regan’s menu. She didn’t grow up around wine or anything fancy. They were just average ranching folk. She sipped again, wishing it were a beer. She grimaced and Drake caught her.

  “You don’t like the wine. Do you?”

  “It’s okay.” Alex tried to cover her distaste and swallowed hard.

  Drake reached into the cooler and pulled out a beer. “Look what I have.” He teased while waving it in front of her.

  Alex reached for the bottle. “Oh, man. Can I trade?”

  “Absolutely.” Drake twisted the cap off for her.

  “I’m not hoity-toity or well-to-do or anything. The wine was okay, but underneath, I’m pretty redneck and love an occasional beer.” Alex turned up the bottle.

  “Sweetheart, you’re perfect just the way you are.” Drake had a smile perched upon his lips.

  “Come dance with me, city boy.” Alex jumped off the tailgate of the truck. “This is my favorite song.”

  Drake slid off the back of the truck in his loose-fitting jeans and white tee. His grin was cute and boyish when he cocked his head to the side to study her. He ruffled his hair and blushed. “I, uh, don’t know how to dance to country music.”

  Alex laughed. “Are you serious?”

  Drake nodded and glanced away before looking at the ground.

  “I thought you would be great at everything,” she whispered against his lips before giving him a gentle kiss. He looked so adorable and nervous at the same time.

  “Sweetheart, I’m fabulous at a number of things, with the exception of dancing.” He looked into her eyes with his cocky smile and traced the curve of her jaw with his finger.

  “Mmm, well dancing can be a lot like sex, and it doesn’t matter what type of music is playing.” Alex swayed her hips in time with the music, intentionally bumping against his abdomen.

  “Really?” Drake moved his hands down her waist to rest on her hips. He pulled her against his body, grinding his hips into hers, matching the rhythm.

  Alex placed her hands on his shoulders and allowed the music to seduce her mind and body. They moved together in unison, bumping and grinding while their hands held one another. Darkness finally enveloped the sky, allowing a blanket of stars to shine and twinkle about. Alex looked up, noting how bright they were.

  “Beautiful,” Drake whispered.

  “Yes, they are,” Alex replied, still looking up.

  “I wasn’t talking about the stars.”

  Alex met his gaze, momentarily losing her breath. The light reflecting off the moon lit up his clear blue eyes. He was stunning to look at, with his engaging eyes and wicked smile that confessed for him his intent. The heat between them smoldered as their hips rocked to the rhythm of the music. His hand swept down her back, leaving a blazing trail of desire channeling to her highly alert nerve endings.

  With a gentle squeeze, Drake grabbed her ass and pulled her closer. He led their bodies in a sensual escapade. They rocked together in unison, lost in the moment, drunk with desire and want. “I want you, Alex.” Drake kissed her neck softly. “I want to hear you cry out my name when I push deep inside you.”

  “Yes, Drake.” She gasped as her head fell back, allowing his lips to trail down her neck.

  The sounds of nature seduced her. Gentle, harmonizing croaks from the frogs blended with crickets chirping. A lone owl hooted in the distance with the soft music as a backdrop of cadence, delighting her ears.

  Drake waltzed them to the tailgate of the truck, easing her to sit on the edge. “Ever since I felt your legs wrapped around my waist in the barn, I haven’t been worth a damn.” His hands started at her knees, the palms gliding up her thighs, making whatever self-control she managed disappear.

  “Drake, I want you.” She bit her lip and appraised his frame standing between her thighs. She knew what lay under his shirt, but further, her eyes wandered while drinking in the sight of him. His erection stood prominently pressed against his jeans. She had to stop and wet her lips.

  He nudged her to scoot back into the bed of the truck. His gaze roamed from her eyes to the center of her thighs where she was sure evidence of her excitement seeped through the denim of her shorts. He climbed on top of the tailgate, settling between her legs. A brush of his cock against her pussy made her excitement grow. She sat up, unable to wait any longer. He seemed surprised when she urged him to lie down on his back.

  Alex couldn’t blame the wine or the beer when she straddled Drake’s lap. The need for him consumed her, fueling her to be bold and to take what she wanted. Right now she wanted to feel his cock impale her. The rush of emotions hit her, making her become a slave to her own desire. She rubbed her crotch over his groin, making him groan. “Put out or get out,” she teased, kissing his lips.

  “Mmm, I’ve heard that one before.” Drake ran his hand down her back and gripped her ass.

  Alex giggled, loving that she could speak the way she wanted to and command what she required. She didn’t feel ashamed to declare her feelings. It was easy to talk that way to him. “Wow, I guess I’ll just have to dig a little deeper into my bag of tricks,” she countered and felt a rush of euphoria overtake her when he began pulling her T-shirt up over her head.

  “Kiss me if I’m wrong, but isn’t your name Jose?” Alex giggled before Drake took her breath away with a kiss. His hands pulled her mouth tightly against his own, making her giggles turn into moans. The man could kiss and drive her wild in a way that was new and exciting every single time. Everything about him turned her inside out, making her shuck off rational thinking. Was it his gorgeous blue eyes? Was it the way his hands masterfully explored her body? Whatever mojo he possessed lured her in, turning her from a kitten to a hungry cat on the prowl.

  “Are you sure you want this? Want me?” Drake whispered between kisses.

  “Yes, hell yes.” Alex moaned out her answer. His strong hands felt exquisite on her flesh. She loved how he squeezed in all the right places and how his mouth kissed and nipped at her sensitive regions. When he unclasped her bra and immediately pulled her nipple into his mouth, her head fell back, allowing her hair to fall in wave of blonde strands behind her. Heaven have mercy, she recited inside her head.

  Drake licked and sucked with authority, grinding his hips against her sensitive pussy. She wanted his tongue there, blowing her mind with his expert mouth. She leaned forward, accidentally putting weight on his ribs, and made him groan and retract. “I’m so sorry, Drake. Are you okay?”

  “Yes, just tender.” He answered with his fingers fumbling at the fly of her cutoff jean shorts. “Lean back and let me get these off you.”

  Alex leaned back, extending her legs forward, allowing Drake to pull her shorts off along with her panties. The warm night air felt wonderful on her skin. The full moon above cast soft light upon them, making their actions seem magical. Drake’s fingers inched up her thighs as he smiled, making her anticipation grow. Pushing her hips up off the bed of the truck, Alex leaned back on her elbows, waiting to feel his hands ex
plore her swollen folds.

  “Ooooh!” She squealed when his thumb rubbed her clit. Her excitement culminated, making her hips thrust against his hand, wanting more. It had been far too long since she had been touched and especially by a man that promised with his eyes a night she’d never forget.

  “You’re so incredibly wet,” Drake followed with a throaty groan.

  She could feel his fingers gently exploring, swirling around her clit. Her hips pushed higher for more, loving his appreciative moans in return. Feeling dizzy with arousal, her head leaned back as she took short, excited breaths.

  “Come here.” Drake pulled her forward into his arms. “Stand up.”

  Alex stood up on shaky legs, admiring Drake sitting at her feet, her eagerness consuming her. Drake guided her forward, wrapping one leg around his shoulder moments before his warm mouth latched onto her clit, making her shriek with joy. She exhaled a choppy breath and sucked in a ragged one. His mouth felt wonderful, hot and wet between her legs, pouring his energy to the region that needed his attention the most. Trembling, she swayed, having a difficult time balancing with Drake nipping her clit and driving her crazy with need. He steadied her, holding her hips with a secure embrace. She held his head by the locks of his hair, pulling his mouth harder against her pussy, loving the friction of stubble around his lips. When he inserted a finger and gave it a come-hither motion inside her channel, she nearly came apart and gasped from the intense stimulation.

  Drake stopped, and she whined with displeasure, causing him to chuckle. He leaned forward, sticking his hand into the basket. “Lay down.”

  Alex lay back into the soft, thick blankets. She giggled and became glad to be off her nervous legs that threatened to buckle.

  Drake sat up on his knees and grinned with the can of whipped cream in his hand. “There was no dessert in the basket, so I’m assuming I need to make my own.” He bit his lip with mischief playing inside his eyes.

  She felt the cool blast of the whipped cream coating her pussy. “Wow, that’s cold.” Her muscles contracted with anticipation, knowing that Drake would be licking it off, making her hot and wilder if that were possible.

  Drake’s tongue licked through the whipped cream, hitting her clit. “Mmm, you are good enough to eat.” He devoured the sweetness between her thighs.

  The music created a sensual rhythm as the moon shone down from high above. It was romantic, peaceful, and erotic to give in to the pleasure under the blanket of stars. Alex’s head lolled back and forth as Drake satisfied her hunger.

  “Yes!” she wailed, loving his tender touch that turned rough and demanding. He took her higher with each plunge of his fingers. Each suck and lick to her sensitive nub made her wiggle her hips, demanding more.

  “God, I could do this all night,” Drake stated with a growl and dipped his head back down to pull her nub into his mouth.

  Her hips flexed, pushing higher, demanding more. His finger slipped inside again, adding a new rush of sensory overload to her system. Two weeks of building up to this moment made it even sweeter and hotter. Dreams of Drake at night kept her in a constant state of awareness. Her nipples were sensitive, constantly peaking, just begging for attention when he was near. The fire had smoldered and become hotter with each look, each brush of his hands on her body, and finally, her need would be satisfied.

  Drake inserted a second finger and glanced up at her and grinned. He eased in and out, applying pressure to her swollen clit. Soft kisses inched up over her stomach and continued to move up. He moved up beside her and pulled her alert nipple into his mouth.

  Alex gasped and grabbed his head, her fingers digging into his scalp. A tremor built, spreading out and making her skin begin to perspire. His fingers pumped inside her pussy with his thumb rubbing between her folds and over her clit each time. “Oh, Drake. Yes.” Her voice cracked. She thrust her hips rhythmically, fucking his fingers and gasping for air.

  When his teeth nipped her breast, she wailed and began to quiver. A dizzy euphoria took over, pushing her, demanding the release she had been seeking. It was more than she could take. With a loud groan of satisfaction, she was overcome with the intensity of her release exploding, causing her body to uncontrollably shake.

  “You’re so sweet.” Drake swiped his tongue over her nipple and brought her down from her high with a gentle massage to her engorged pussy.

  “Oh, wow.” She gasped, placing her hand over her racing heart and feeling the strong and steady race of her pulse.

  Drake crawled forward, holding his weight above her. Placing gentle kisses to her lips, he smoothed back her wild hair and smiled. “I hope you realize I’ve yet to begin to please you.”

  He looked so handsome in the moonlight with his sparkling eyes. Just his confidence alone stirred her and had from the first day she met him. She needed to feel him enter her, join her body with his. Her pulse was still racing, her body burning with desire for more. “You have too many clothes on.” She pulled his T-shirt over his head, needing to touch his flesh and dig her nails into his rigid muscles.

  “Sweetheart, my only aim is to please you.” Drake grinned as he rolled over to his ass, shucking his shoes while looking over his shoulder to wink at her.

  “Take it all off,” Alex demanded, wanting to see what his jeans concealed.

  “I love your impatience.” Drake chuckled as he pushed his boxers down with his jeans. “Is this better?” He sat back on his knees, looking down at her as if admiring the view.

  His large cock stood at attention, capturing her interest. “Oh, my heavens. Yesss.” She fumbled to sit up. Seeing his thick cock under the soft light made her mouth water. She wanted to suck it, caress it with her tongue, and make him moan out her name.

  “Mmm,” Drake growled, running his fingers through her hair while her mouth stretched around him. “That should be illegal.” He sporadically jerked with a soft groan of satisfaction rumbling in his chest.

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  If Drake had ever experienced more pleasure than at that very moment, he couldn’t remember. Alex lovingly pulled his cock deep into her mouth, caressing his balls and making the blood rush to the head and ache for release. He watched her bob up and down his length, loving to watch her tongue flick out and tickle the tip. She was enjoying herself, he could tell. When she flashed him her cute smile it melted his heart. He’d never had a more intimate encounter, never so intense or loving. He also hadn’t ever wanted to prolong the moment to an all-night affair either.

  Sifting his fingers through her soft hair, he gritted his teeth, staving off the inevitable. As the warm breeze blew against his skin, he closed his eyes, allowing the sensations rush to every part of him. Heaven, this is heaven, he thought, thrusting his hips forward, wanting nothing more than to stretch her with his length. It quickly became more than he could take. “Oh, easy, baby,” he whispered and pulled back out of her mouth. His heart was thumping in his chest as he pulled her mouth to his and thrust his tongue inside. She purred, and the sound vibrated against his lips.

  Drake broke away, putting his forehead to hers, and laughed while looking at her sweet face while trying to catch his breath. “I need you. Now.”

  Alex responded by kissing him with a fierce intensity, reaching down to stroke his cock.

  “Oh, oh shit.” Drake realized he didn’t have condoms. When he left his apartment that was the last thing on his mind.

  “I already know what you’re thinking, and I’m pretty sure this box from Regan has what we need.” Alex reached for it. When she opened it, she grabbed a handful of packets. With a pull they unrolled, still strung together.

  “Damn, that’s a lot of condoms.”

  Alex ripped one off. “I hope you have a lot of stamina, city boy. You’re going to need it.”

  “Baby, you have no idea,” Drake said with a growl and pulled her into his arms.

  Alex opened the packet, teasing the tip of his cock with the lubricated latex. Rolling it down his length, she offered a p
layful smiled. “Nice hardware, city boy.”

  “Wait until I use it.” Drake stared at her and admired her as she finished. He pushed her down on her back into the soft blankets and fell above her.

  Alex gave him a worried look. “Be careful. Don’t hurt your ribs.”

  “Baby, there’s a lot more strength in a city boy than you realize,” Drake stated against her mouth as he eased his cock into her slick entrance.

  Alex gasped and gripped his biceps, her nails digging into his flesh. “Kiss me,” she commanded, pulling him to her mouth, hungry with desire as he continued to stretch her wide.

  “So fucking tight.” Drake growled, the sensation like a vise gripping his cock. Nothing could compare to this feeling. Just watching her face overcome with sweet sexual emotion and hearing her soft moans stroked his ego and warmed his heart. Beauty lay beneath him, giving herself to him without reservation.

  Their tongues collided, crashing together in unison, showing one another their hearts without words. Her fingers skimmed down his back, making him squirm. The intimate act sent chills running down his spine. Drake was entering unknown territory. Sex before was an act, a way to calm his racing emotions and hormones. Tonight it was loving and gentle, caressing his soul with the magic they created while their bodies joined into one.

  Drake eased out, making Alex whimper, and thrust back in, stopping to grind his hips between her thighs and enjoy hearing a squeal of satisfaction in return. Her sweet noises encouraged him, pushing him to please her fully before allowing his own pleasure to escape. He had tunnel vision as he poured all his energy into his hips, thrusting his cock deep inside her with precise strokes, meant to deliver all the passion his heart contained.