“Don’t leave me like this, Drake. I need you, please; move, take me!” she continued to beg.
“Are you on anything?” His lips moved to her jaw where he trailed a path of light bites and gentle kisses to the curve of her neck.
“Yes, I’m on the pill,” she managed to get out. “Drake, please…don’t stop, I need you to move inside me.” She squeezed her legs around him again, needing him to move, to do something. She could feel the head of his erection deep inside her, but he was standing still. She needed friction, movement…she wanted him to fuck her good and hard. Drake let the air out of lungs. “Good,” he breathed out. “Because now that I know what it feels like to be inside you with nothing between us, I don’t want to go back to using condoms again, do you hear me, Meggie?”
“Yes, I hear you. Please, move, I need you so badly.”
“Hold on to my shoulders and open your legs more, keep them wrapped around my waist. Yeah, just like that, ah fuck, that feels good,” he moaned into her ear.
He was buried so deep inside her she could feel him pushing against her womb. Pleasure stormed through her lower region making her dizzy with need. His entire body went still while he adjusted to her tightness, he finally moved out slowly and rammed himself back inside. Picking up his stride, he fucked her hard and both of them were out of control with need. “It feels so good to be inside you, Meggie. It’s been way too long, and I’ve been dying to be with you like this. I’ve fucked you in my head a million times over.” He kissed the curve of her neck again and his lips moved to her ear, “I missed you, baby.” He nibbled her earlobe, and Meg shivered at the delightful sensation. “Mmm, you taste exactly like I remember, the same intoxicating smell of exotic coconut and rain,” he murmured.
His thrusts grew harder and harder, both of them were panting loudly and about to explode. Meg felt the familiar tingle and warmth swarm through her. Her tummy tightened at the sensations and she knew she was ready. Her entire world came undone, and every muscle inside contracted around his long thick cock. They both screamed out in pleasure as their orgasms detonated within them. Meg held on to his shoulders tightly, she let the shudders work their way through her body, she felt every pulse of semen pour into her. “It feels so good to be wrapped around you like this again,” she murmured. They held on to one another, neither of them willing to let go. They closed the gap between them, and Meg could feel his erection slowly soften inside of her. The moment he pulled out, she felt a stream of liquid run down between her legs and cover her inner thighs.
They stood there staring at one another for the longest time, kissing tenderly, touching everywhere, silently making up for lost time. Drake reached behind her and grabbed a tissue from the counter top and he cleaned himself after he instructed her to stay put. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move an inch, Meggie.”
He disappeared for a moment down the hall and returned to her. He covered her vagina with a warm face cloth and wiped her gently from top to bottom. His touch made her quiver again. Meg watched him closely. He was so focused and so intent on what he was doing. It was sexy as hell, and she felt pampered and treasured by him. She lifted herself up by placing both hands on either side of her, giving him the access he required to wipe underneath where both their fluids spilled and pooled on to the counter. It felt amazing to be taken care of by him like this, “Thank you,” she whispered softly.
“Is it cold?” He asked. There was a gentle tenderness to his voice that appealed to her. This was by far the most intimate thing anyone had ever done for her.
“No, it’s warm,” she replied thankfully. She felt tired, and leaned upwards to kiss those soft lips she had been longing for. “I’ve missed you so much.”
His face grew serious, “Did I hurt you? Just now, I mean. I’m sorry. You deserve better than that, but God,” he combed his fingers though his dark curls. “I was so hungry for you. I was dying to be buried deep inside you. I needed you, Meggie.” He hugged her close. “I missed this, us, the closeness, your soft skin,” he said as he softly caressed her back. He turned to go back down the hallway instructing her once again not to move.
“Why did you come back a week early?” she asked as he strode toward her, gloriously naked. Meg couldn’t stop herself from looking over every part of him. He was one hell of a sexy man. A woman would be out of her mind not to drink him in from head to toe.
“I had to see you. I couldn’t wait any longer,” he replied just as he pulled her toward him and lifted her off the counter. Meg was limp and almost fell when he stood her up on her feet. “Whoa,” he said, and immediately, he wrapped his hands around her waist to hold her up. “Easy there,” he chuckled.
God, I missed that voice.
“Come here.” He pulled her into his arms and led them both down the hallway to her bedroom.
“Are you hungry, Drake?”
“Not for food, I’m not.” he replied with a lazy smile.
“Seriously, did you eat anything today?”
“I had breakfast. I’m good.”
“You look tired. I can see it in your eyes and hear it in your voice. I have a few things to do, so let me tuck you in and you can get some sleep.”
“Why don’t you come and lay down beside me?”
With a regretful smile Meg replied. “You’re tired, look at you. If I come in there and lay down next to you, there will be no sleeping, and we both know that.” She clung to his arm and walked him to her bed for the first time. After she pulled back the covers, Meg tucked him in and moved her lips over his gently. She couldn’t resist, she deepened the kiss and ran her fingers through those dark thick curls of his just before she kissed his forehead and then turned to leave.
When she got to the doorway, she turned back to take one last look. She still couldn’t believe he was actually here, in her bed, so close to her after being apart for so long. “Sleep, Drake. Get some rest. You’ll need it.” He smiled a tired and lazy smile while he laid there on his back with his arm resting above his head, and she watched as he closed his eyes.
Meg walked over to the window and closed the blinds then shut the door. She decided to go into the den and write. The book was almost done, and Meg was hopeful in having it completed before the New Year. If she could finish her story, it would give her a sense of closure on her darkest hour and end that chapter of her life. Allowing her to focus on a new story with a much happier beginning, she thought to herself.
* * * *
No less than an hour went by when she heard the door open and voices filled the quietness of the condo. Drake was sound asleep. When she peeked in on him twenty minutes earlier, he was snoring lightly, his perfect form lying in her bed, looking peaceful. Panic set in when Meg realized who was here and why. It was Gabriela with one of the couples she scheduled for the open house this afternoon. How could I have forgotten? There were clothes scattered everywhere in the kitchen. What will I tell her?
The voices grew louder. “Oh my, maybe we should come back later.” Meg heard the unfamiliar voice of a woman. Gabriela’s voice followed, she sounded a little taken aback but held a professional tone. “I’m so sorry,” she offered. “Why don’t you two go for a coffee at Starbucks? It’s right on the corner outside the building. I’m sure you must have noticed it on your way into the building,” she asked with hope in her voice. “Here’s twenty dollars. I’ll clean up quickly and come get you, if that’s okay?”
The young woman responded. “Are you sure? Maybe the owner is home. We can always reschedule for later tomorrow,” she offered politely.
“I’m so sorry for this,” Meg heard Gabriela apologize again. “If you don’t mind, I’ll call you later this evening and reschedule a visit?”
“No worries,” the female voice said. “Give us a call this evening, and we’ll work something out.”
“You won’t regret this,” Gabriela said in an apologetic tone. Once the door closed, Meg let herself out of the den and walked toward the kitchen. Her hand immediately move
d up to cover her mouth in embarrassment and her face was flushed. “Gabriela, I’m so sorry. I’m so embarrassed,” Meg let out the moment they made eye contact.
Meg wasn’t sure what to do next, but she had to get rid of Gabriela quickly. She apologized and let her know she had an unexpected visitor and assured her that Monday would be fine for her to return for the open house.
Gabriela shot her a none-too-pleased look, placed her hand on her hip, and turned her body fully toward Meg. Her mouth dropped open and her expression was scolding. “Meg, you knew I was coming here today. I have another potential buyer scheduled for this afternoon. All I asked was that you leave the condo for a few hours. How difficult is that? Instead, I walk into what looks like a strip club. There are clothes everywhere; your panties are in your kitchen sink for God sake! What the hell were you thinking?”
Okay, that’s quite enough, missie. Who does she think she is talking to me this way! Meg bit her tongue and approached Gabriela. She shuffled her toward the door with all the patience she could find. “You know what, Gabriela, this is my home, at least it is right now. I know you have scheduled visits to view the condo today and I apologize for the inconvenience, but this is not a good time.” Not waiting for her response, Meg continued. “Reschedule the visits for Monday morning. I’m at work that day, and I’m sure that will be more convenient for both of us. Oh, and I’ll make sure I dig my panties out of the kitchen sink,” she snapped and slammed the door shut.
Once the door closed, she heard Drake at the end of the hallway, just outside her bedroom, wearing nothing but a smile, and he was laughing. Meg couldn’t believe her reaction and gave in to the laughter right along with him.
“Well, Ms. Malone, I guess you put her in her place.” His grin was wicked and his features were sensual as he approached her. “So this means we have the place to ourselves all day and all night?”
“Actually, after the way I threw her out, it might mean I’m stuck with this place forever. I’m sorry, Drake. After you arrived, I completely forgot about the viewings that were scheduled for today.”
“We could go out for the afternoon, if you’d like.” With his long fingers, he pushed her hair away from her face and tucked the loose strands gently behind her ear before leaning in to kiss her softly on the lips. After they broke away from the kiss, Meg responded. “Are you kidding me? You are not leaving here until you absolutely have to. I want to stay inside with you, alone. I don’t want to go out when I can have you all to myself. When do you have to leave again?”
“I have to head back tomorrow evening. I need to close these deals as quickly as I can, but I‘m here right now, that’s all that matters at the moment. I’m going to take a shower and freshen up, and we’ll talk when I get out. I’ll give you an update, and we can start planning your move to New York,” he said with a smile that made her want to fall to her knees. God that smile, that nice hard ass, narrowed waist, and broad shoulders, umm. Watching him walk toward the bathroom before disappearing behind the door, Meg had to pinch herself to remind her he was real and right here with her.
The shower stopped, and within minutes, he walked out with a little towel covering the bulge between his legs. A fine line of dark hair trailed below his flat muscled abdomen before it disappeared behind the material. So sexy, I should go over there and yank that towel away, toss it to the side, and tell him I didn’t give him permission to wear anything.
Drake met her gaze and immediately matched her hungered look. “What are you thinking, Meggie?”
Her mouth went dry. “Nothing,” she lied.
“Ahh, I don’t think it’s nothing. I see the way you’re looking at me. You want me, I can tell.” He was teasing her.
Oh, he wants to play, does he? The corners of her mouth drew up into a smile, and she licked her lips, his eyes darkened immediately. “If you are so good at reading minds, why don’t you tell me what I’m thinking, Mr. Noble?” He walked toward her like a predator stalking his prey, and Meg’s heart raced. He was eating her up with his intense stare, and Meg swallowed down hard. I am in so much trouble! She walked over to meet him and yanked hard on the towel, letting it drop to the floor around his feet.
“Like what you see do you?” he asked confidently.
“I’m not sure. I think I need to touch,” she said in a smokey voice.
“What are you waiting for? I’m all yours. Touch me, Meggie.”
Meg wrapped her delicate hand around his thickness and stroked the full length of him. She was pleased to find him growing harder and longer at her touch. The silky feel of the skin was soothing, reminding her of how he filled her to the very core.
“So what do you think so far?” he asked, his voice shaky with need. His eyes dilated quickly and darkness took over the vibrant shade of blue that appeared just moments earlier.
“I do like what I see, but to feel you like this, feeling you grow harder and harder under my touch, well, that just sets me on fire, Mr. Noble.”
She let go of his erection and walked around him. She looked him over and when she got to his back, to that tight hard muscled ass, she dropped her robe. Meg gripped his narrow waist with her fingers and dug in. Drake took in a sharp breath as she worked her hands all over his back and watched the muscles twitch under her touch. She rubbed her aching nipples against his back, seeking relief. Her breasts felt heavy and swollen, completely and utterly aroused like they had a mind of their own.
She continued to explore his hard body, and the feel of him under her fingertips was like a piece of heaven. Slowly, she made her way around every part of him until she stood in front of him and met his gaze. His breaths grew quick with need, and she continued her journey of exploring every wonderful part of his body. His full erection bobbed firmly at every caress, and she drank him in, every inch of him, all 6 feet 2 inches of hard male flesh and all hers.
His hand reached out and pulled her closer. He lowered his mouth to hers, and holding her securely, he lowered her so that her body lingered just mere inches from the cold floor. With one hand, he held her in mid-air, the other gripped her pony tail, and he wrapped his fingers around the thickness of her hair and tugged her head further back exposing her throat to his mouth. He scraped his teeth along her throat up to her jaw and then possessed her mouth. His tongue slid past her lips, and she sucked on his tongue then twirled her tongue around his. The kiss was hot and fueled with fire. When Meg opened her eyes, her world was upside down. He grazed her neck with his teeth and bit a teasing trail down to her breasts.
After laying her gently down on the floor, his lips covered hers in a slow sensual dance as he held himself above her with his knees on either side. Meg shuffled herself slowly downward to his nipples, and he watched her with great intensity. His entire focus was directed on her and the feelings she triggered within him. Drake knew in that moment she was everything he ever wanted. She was innocence, pleasure, and pure bliss. He was completely enthralled by her, and she was fucking perfect.
In between kisses, Meg’s voice cut through the silence. “I want you so bad. I want you here, on the floor, on the sofa, the kitchen chair, and umm, you taste so good.” She panted out with bated breath. Meg sucked and kissed around his nipples, she bit down gently before continuing the words she wanted him to hear. All night long right into the morning light, they made love over and over again, until both of them fell into a complete and utterly exhausted sleep.
* * * *
The following morning, Meg noticed the shadow covering his handsome face had grown darker, giving him a perfectly sexy look. Imagining the feel of stubble rubbing over her bare breasts and then lower against her inner thighs sent a shiver through her. After being thoroughly fucked into the morning light, she found herself wanting more. A moan escaped her throat, the sound filling the empty room. She skimmed her fingers lightly across his jaw, over his full lips, down his chin then his neck and over his smooth hard chest. Inching herself closer, she threw her leg over his thighs rubbing her body a
gainst his, feeling him so close to her, skin to skin. This was her safe place, being with him made everything that haunted her disappear.
“I could get so used to waking up to this every morning,” he said in a deep sleepy voice before he rolled over and caressed her side, pulling her closer to him.
Before she knew what was happening, he dug his fingers into her waist and pulled Meg up and over him. With the head of his full erection aligned at her entrance, she shifted around a little and lifted up before taking him deep. He filled her completely, and Meg let out a groan of appreciation. She placed her hands on his shoulders, his fingers dug in and moved down to cup her buttocks, and he forced himself upward into the depths of her. She moved up and down the length of him, taking her sweet time. He jerked his body upward again in eagerness, wanting to be buried deep inside her. He filled her to the core, and she set a pace that she was comfortable with and took him all the way in. She lifted up to the very tip of his penis before settling down hard. Pleasure built fast, she felt the familiar warm sensation work its way through her channel, preparing her for orgasm. Moving faster, his grip tightened around her and he thrust upward taking his own pleasure. Meg tightened her inner muscles around him, and he cursed under his breath. He pulled her down and covered her mouth with his, taking her into a deep passionate kiss. Their tongues mingled and danced around one another. All the while he pumped up and in to her, taking her long and hard. Their bodies were on fire, and she was burning alive with the feel of him deep inside as they continued to thrust in to one another.
Both hands covered her breasts and he rolled each nipple between his thumb and index finger, pulling and teasing before massaging her full globes. It didn’t take too long before they stood erect. He pinched hard and a wicked pain shot straight to her throbbing sex and a whimper escaped her parted lips. He sat up and covered her nipples with his mouth. Taking them in one at a time, he sucked hard and then bit down gently followed by a hard suckling motion soothing away the aching feeling left behind. He lay back down again, but his hands remained on her breasts where he continued his sensual assault, massaging them gently and rolling her nipples between his fingertips.
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