Having Lucy stripped down to only her lace thong, all I could do was stare at her apex, the spot I needed to have—the spot I needed to taste.
“I can’t wait to taste you.” I left a lingering kiss on the damp fabric before I slid it to the side and licked her. After a gentle suck, I stood back up to find her practically panting with need. Just as I wanted her.
She grasped my bow tie and tugged on one side until it was undone. When I began to unbutton my shirt, she stopped me. “Can I?”
“Please.”
As slowly as she could, she slid each button through the holes until my shirt was open. I was doing fine and holding it together until her tongue touched my chest. My composure all but gone, I backed her up until her legs hit the bed, forcing her to sit down. Before I knew it, I was only wearing my black boxer briefs, and there was no hiding the evidence of how I felt.
She shocked the shit out of me when she lowered herself in front of me, grasped the elastic waistband, and lowered it over the top of my cock to free the tip, which she gently kissed. I could feel myself stiffen and bob in anticipation of what she might do next, but I didn’t give her the chance. I pulled her up and tugged back the deep blue comforter, exposing soft sheets the color of moonlight, and sat her back down on it.
Giving me space, she scooted over so I could lie next to her. With Lucy on her back and me on my side, I took my time and appreciated her until I could no longer resist. My hands went to work and my lips took their place each time they moved, starting with her breasts and moving down her firm stomach until I reached the Promised Land between her legs.
Her lacy thong came off with a tug. Sliding my fingers over her wet heat was nearly my undoing. Relishing the way she felt on my skin, I entered her, first with one finger and then two. She was ready for me, although tight, and I needed her. Shifting myself, I rolled her to her side so we were face to face, chest to chest, and most importantly, eye to eye.
After she licked her lips, she didn’t hesitate. When she looked down at me, her eyes widened, and I finished removing my shorts.
Once the condom I got from my nightstand was rolled on, I spun us around until I was in position and hovering above her. She dropped her knees, opening up for me, and I slowly pushed inside her, treasuring the tightness as I moved forward.
She whispered my name as I slowly moved in and out of her.
Propped up on my elbows with my hands cupping each side of her face, I leaned down and kissed her with abandon. Our tongues mirrored the motions of our bodies as they gently thrust against each other.
“You feel so good, Lucy. It’s never felt this way.” She was so tight, definitely not a virgin, but also not a woman who had been with a lot of men. Thank God.
She wrapped her legs around my lower back and tightened them, pulling me closer. I continued to rock into her, earning a deep moan for my efforts.
“I need to come, Drake. Please, let’s do it together. I want you so badly.”
My pace quickened, and her hips moved in sync with mine. I slid my hand between us and pressed on her most sensitive spot. Her heat clenched and pulsed around me as her orgasm gripped her, and that was all it took for me.
“Lucy, I’m there with you.”
Our lips met as our bodies slapped against each other in perfect tempo. My orgasm started from my toes and worked its way up my entire body until I released.
Both our bodies were covered with a thin sheen of sweat, and when our eyes met, she smiled up at me. “That was incredible.”
“You’re incredible.”
She brought her lips to mine, and this time when we kissed, it meant something different. It meant something more, much more.
CHAPTER 11
Lucy
This time when I woke next to Drake, we weren’t on my sofa; we were in his king-sized bed wrapped up in each other. My back was against his chest, our bodies blending seamlessly together. I could stay like this all day.