He unhooked her bra and then reached down to remove the rest of her clothing; all the time Emily still had a hold of his throbbing cock. Her delicate hands on his hard body was the perfect combination for an explosion. Drake had to think about something else to prevent his body from giving in to the touch that Emily brought him.
“Sixty-nine,” Emily said quietly as she looked up at Drake.
There was an innocence in her eyes that he couldn’t look away from. She had written about all these different sexual encounters, but Emily had yet to experience them. Drake felt a responsibility to make her night memorable. Even if he didn’t pick her at the end of everything, Drake wanted to make sure Emily had a night that she quiet literally could never forget.
It excited him to have a woman who wanted to try new positions and was eager to play with him. Since many of his relationships were short one-night events, it was difficult to convince women to do too much playing with different positions.
Drake could imagine what life would be like with a woman like Emily. Always fun things in the bedroom as she tried out new ideas for her columns. The high activity of their sex life would surely make their relationship last much longer than any of his past relationships had lasted.
“Yes, let’s try that one,” Drake said as he walked Emily to the bed. “Top or bottom?” Drake said with a smile.
“Um, I don’t know. Which one would I like best?”
“Top seems best.”
Drake lay back onto the bed and pulled Emily up on top of him. His hand wrapped tightly around her body and held her as their lips gently touched one another. Drake did his best to move slowly and not rush Emily, but it seemed that Emily was the one who was ready to be rushed. She sat up on top of Drake with his bulging member just under her.
Emily teased Drake and rubbed herself against him in a move that felt as close to torture as Drake could imagine. He was just inches away from being able to slide into her wetness and have the relief his body craved. His hips moved up and down as he tried to decide if he should just take his ride on the Emily Train right away.
No. He decided he needed to let her tease him a little bit more. And he certainly needed to try the 69 position with her.
He couldn’t take her teasing another moment and expertly grabbed her and flipped her around so her legs straddled his face. He dove in with all the delight of a teen boy getting his first taste of a girl he had longed to be near.
Her moans were delightful and caught Drake a little off guard. She pressed herself deeper on top of him as she adjusted herself so she could lean over and wrap her lips around his hard body. It felt good to have her body naked next to his. It felt more than good, it felt comfortable. A feeling of comfort with a woman he hardly knew, that was totally out of the norm for Drake and he was surprised by it.
Emily wasn’t about to let Drake have all the fun and she pulled his cock into her mouth with an eagerness to please him. She held her lips tight and pressed down as far as she could, which quickly made her gage on his long body part.
She coughed and pulled herself up a little. The actual skill of giving a blow job was still new to her. As much as she had read all the articles and even written about the act; it was a whole different thing when she tried to do it herself.
“Geesh, this is harder than it looks,” Emily laughed as she tried again.
“That’s what she said,” Drake teased.
Drake didn’t stop licking and sucking on her wetness and instead became more diligent in his efforts to feel her cum with ecstasy. His tongue moved quickly and occasionally he thrust it inside of her as deep as he could go. Drake loved the feeling of hearing her moan as her mouth held on tight to his body. The more he thrust his tongue into her, the more vibrations from her moans teased his cock.
“Ok, ok, let’s try something else,” Emily said as she tried to pull away from Drake.
But Drake wasn’t about to let her off that easy. Part of the fun of the 69 position was that he could hold her body on top of him and she couldn’t wiggle away. He wrapped his arms around her legs and held her delicate body smack dab on top of his face.
Drake pressed his mouth hard against her clit and felt her try to pull away. He couldn’t help but delight in her effort. But at only 100 pounds or so, Emily really didn’t have enough strength to wiggle her way out of this one.
“Drake,” she laughed as he held her tight and continued to work on her body.
Drake didn’t answer because he was far too busy trying to get Emily to orgasm on his mouth. He continued to lick her and hold onto her until she realized she could torture him just as well from her end of things.
Emily wrapped her lips tight around Drakes ragging erection and thrust her mouth up and down his shaft. She didn’t relent even when he finally let go of her hips and released her from his hold. No, Emily could play the same game that Drake was playing.
She reached down and gently tugged on his balls after remembering an article she had written about the perfect blow job.
“What the hell,” Drake shouted.
“Oh, do these sensitive bad boys not appreciate some attention?”
Drake took a moment and then decided he actually really liked having her hand on his balls. It felt fantastic and he was perfectly happy to have her continue.
“I’m just saying, payback is a bitch,” Drake teased.
Drake grabbed Emily again and pulled her hips back toward his mouth. The two of them started to work on each other in a furious need to win their battle of orgasm. Neither of them willing to give up and both of them wanted to see the other relent.
Emily was the first to lose control of her body. She felt the tightness coming in her thighs first and tried to tighten them to pull away from Drake’s magnificent tongue. But the more she struggled the more Drake insisted on feeling her full orgasm on his tongue. She thrust her hips against him as her body gave in to the pleasure and she couldn’t resist for another moment.
“Oh, fucking hell Drake,” she yelled out, much to his delight.
Emily didn’t seem like the kind of girl that typically did a lot of yelling or swearing. It was delightful to hear the pleasure in her voice. Drake estimated that she probably didn’t have that many true orgasms in her life.
By the time Emily’s body had calmed down from the orgasm, Drake had delivered, she collapsed on top of Drake. His hard cock only inches away from her, but her body was too exhausted to make much of an effort. Emily felt like she was going to die of exhaustion as she took deep breaths and tried to calm her body.
The orgasm she felt with Drake was by far more intense than anything she had experienced before. She had to wonder if she had even experienced a real orgasm in her past, because nothing had felt as good at that moment she just had.
Drake took her and flipped Emily onto the bed next to him. He was content to wait for his turn at release. Emily’s chest heaved up and down as she tried to calm the pleasure that continued through her body. Drake felt a bit of pleasure in knowing that he had delivered such an intense experience for Emily. It was like a conquest in satisfaction and he hoped he would get to deliver more to her throughout the night.
“I’d love to see how you do at seventy,” Emily laughed.
“Is seventy even a thing?”
“Yep, oh it’s supposed to be lots of fun.”
“What the hell is it? Wait, I don’t think I want to know,” Drake laughed and leaned down to gently kiss Emily.
He grabbed the blankets and pulled them over Emily as he left his hand under them to gently glide up and down her body. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her as she lay with her eyes closed and recovered from their love making.
“You are seriously beautiful, Emily.”
“Wow, thank you.”
“I mean it. I know there are so many different kinds of beauty in the world. But you, you are for sure beautiful on the inside and out.”
Emily grabbed Drake by the head and pulled him over on top of her as
she gently kissed him. His lips pulled away and slightly bit her lip as he felt the unfinished passion of their moment build back up again. Slowly they let their mouths mingle together as the gentle touch of each other’s lips helped to calm Emily’s breaths and bring her back to a state of relaxation.
“What should we do next?” Emily said with a little giggle under her breath.
Drake thought about it for a moment and he knew just what he wanted to do with her. It wasn’t any fancy move or crazy idea. He wanted to simply see her on top of him as she rode his throbbing body. The thought of having his hands on her breasts as she moved up and down on top of his cock was way too much to ignore.
He leaned back onto the bed and let his bouncing hard cock entice Emily. She looked at his body and then back up at his eyes. She knew right away what he wanted and Emily was happy to give it a try. She knew that riding on top of him was going to give her the pleasure she wanted and it would also be fun for him as well.
“Oh, you would like me to ride the Drake Train?” She laughed.
Drake couldn’t help but laugh as well. He certainly wouldn’t have worded it like that, but coming from Emily it was absolutely adorable. In fact, he was pretty sure one of the things he would remember most about his day with Emily was her comment about the Emily Train.
“Yes, I think you should ride this train.”
Chapter 8
For almost thirty minutes Drake was able to resist exploding as Emily rode his body. The pleasure in her eyes was almost too much for him, but Drake wanted to see her have another orgasm and refused to release himself until she did.
Finally, as she thrust her hips against him and let her clit rub on his body, Drake watched as the buildup started to come. He could see the pleasure as it increased and he finally gave his body permission to thrust hard and build up to his own final explosion.
Harder and harder he thrust as he watched Emily’s breasts bounce up and down in his face. She looked so delightful on top of him. Her little frame and slight curves were easy to hold on to and even easier to help in her thrusting. But as they both finally came to their explosive finishes, Drake still knew there was one more position he wanted to try. One more thing that he needed to do with Emily before their night was over.
“Oh…my… God…I think I’m going to die of exhaustion,” Emily said as she fell onto Drake’s body.
There were both sweaty by that point and neither of them cared at all. It wasn’t sexually enticing to have their drenching wet bodies next to each other. The hot mess of sexual desire spilling out all over them.
“You are going to write about this in one of your columns, aren’t you?” Drake teased.
“Yes, I’m sure I will have to use my personal experience to write a few columns from this night. But don’t worry, I won’t use your name.”
“Hmm, what will you call me then? Mr. Big?” Drake laughed hard at his own joke.
“I was thinking more along the lines of, Mr. Sensitive. Maybe I should go with Mr. Always Hard or Mr. Naked.”
“I’m thinking we should negotiate my fictitious name.”
“Why, what would you like to be called? Besides Mr. Big; we can’t use that one.”
Drake pretended to think long and hard about the fictitious name he wanted to be called. As he held his hand to his chin and look out into the distance Emily climbed off his body and snuggled up next to him. They were both so sweaty that all she wanted to do was hop in the shower, but she wasn’t about to waste any of her precious time with him taking a shower. She would happily take a shower at midnight when her day had completed.
“I seriously think Mr. Big is the best name, but if you won’t let me have that one…How about Mr. Fine?”
Emily propped herself up and look at him, Drake actually didn’t have too bad of an idea. Mr. Fine wasn’t so provocative that she would have to explain it and it was just the right balance of sexy.
“Okay, Mr. Fine it is.”
“I like it.”
“Me too, I can be a new Carrie Bradshaw.”
“Babe, don’t ever try to be anyone else. Be you. Emily, you are already successful and people love what you do. Don’t change a damn thing.”
Emily felt a tear start to roll down her cheek. She quickly wiped the tear away and set her head back down on his chest before he could comment. But she knew he had seen it.
Drake let his hand stroke her hair and Emily couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. The idea that she was going to have to sleep alone the rest of the night did not sit well with her at all. She didn’t want to give Drake up to Sophia and she certainly didn’t want him in bed with her the next day.
Suddenly, the gravity of what they were doing was much harder for her to handle. It hadn’t been that hard when Victoria was on her date; but that was because Emily hadn’t gotten to know Drake very much yet.
Now that she knew him, Emily also knew that he was a really great guy. The kind of guy she wanted to keep around and definitely not the kind of guy she wanted to sit back and watch five other women sleep with throughout the week.
The whole game and staying in the house for the rest of the week did not sound fun at all. The more she thought about it, the more Emily wished she hadn’t come on the trip at all. She actually was going to be devastated if Drake decided to pick another girl. But then she thought about what it would be like if Drake picked her.
She smiled at the thought of her and Drake living together and being happy in California with each other. Emily hadn’t ever wanted to live in California before, but if she had Drake with her she would certainly make the move. Plus, her job was so flexible; she could easily travel with him when he needed to. They wouldn’t have to do the long-distance relationship thing and instead could build a family together.
A family…
Emily hadn’t really asked Drake any questions at all about his life or what he was looking for. She didn’t know if he wanted to get married or wanted to have children. She didn’t know at all what he was looking for.
“Did you have a good day?” Drake asked.
“Yes, actually I did have a good day. Very good date for sure.”
“Anything else you want to do with our last hour of time?”
“Oh, no there’s only an hour? I still have at least three positions I want to try.”
Drake sat up and laughed as he looked at Emily. There was no way he could get three more positions in, he was exhausted. He couldn’t imagine that Emily wasn’t just as tired as he was.
“Now?”
“Well, I’m not so sure I have it in me for tonight. Perhaps another time,” Emily said, totally aware that there might not be another time ever.
“Oh, thank God. I cannot even move right now.”
“Me neither!” Emily laughed. “How about we take a shower and talk?”
Taking a shower had seemed like a waste of her time with him, but as the exhaustion of the night set in. Emily figured standing naked in some warm water would probably be a great way to have some intimate conversation.
“I’m game if you are.”
Drake grabbed Emily’s hand and led her into his enormous shower. It was large enough for the two of them to dance in. But Drake didn’t have any plans to dance with Emily while they were in there. What he hoped was that the shower would rejuvenate him and they would get to try one last position out before the end of the night.
Slowly Drake turned the water on and let it get warmed up before he walked in. As he reached his hand out for Emily to join him, she felt connected with Drake like she couldn’t even imagine.
In all the years she had been with her boyfriend, Emily never felt like they had a true connection. She never felt like he was there for her no matter what happened and she certainly didn’t feel like he had the ability to let her be the person she wanted to be. Yet, there she was with a man that she had only met a few days before and now she was naked in the shower with him; and felt absolutely confident and comfortable.
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p; She snuggled up to Drake under the warmth of the shower and decided she had a few things she wanted to ask him. Nothing too crazy, just regular first date questions that she wanted to know the answers to.
“Where did you grow up?”
Drake had to laugh, being asked that question while he was naked in the shower seemed like a very odd place. But on the same token, it was probably the best place in the world to answer some common questions that people had.
Most of the other women had researched Drake enough that he didn’t have to answer many questions about his past with them. He really liked it that Emily didn’t already know everything and was coming to their date with an open mind and no preconceived ideas about who Drake was.
“I grew up here in Los Angeles, nothing too fancy. Just working parents who did their best to support me and my brother.”
“You have a brother? Is he as handsome as you are?”
“He’s even better looking.”
“Should I get his number? Just in case…you know…”
Emily didn’t get a chance to finish what she was saying as Drake pressed her against the wall and covered her mouth with his. The warm water fell down around them and Emily pressed her hands up against Drake’s chest.
“No…you cannot have his number.” Drake said firmly.
Emily started to laugh. It was fun to tease Drake. She liked to see him getting a little worked up over the idea of her being with his brother.
“Are you sure? Maybe he would like to ride on the Emily Train.”
“Oh, that’s it. You’re going to get it now,” Drake teased as he turned Emily around.
His hands reached around her and played with her breasts as his body hardened with excitement. Even being as tired as he was, he couldn’t resist the feeling of their naked wet bodies pressed up against each other.
“Oh, no…I don’t want to get it,” Emily laughed.
She pressed her ass back against Drake and felt his hardness near her. Without even a second thought she bent over and put her hands onto the bench at the side of the shower. Her glorious ass up in the air, just waiting for Drake to enter her from behind.
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