The words swam about in my head and I had to concentrate to put them into meaningful order. “Better make…up. For. Lost time,” I managed to get out before surrendering again to the pleasure.
Drake chuckled. “Oh, I intend to.” He spent the next minutes finding new ways to tease and play with my breasts, starting at the nipples and radiating outward, leaving kisses all over, taking extended detours to kiss my shoulders and neck, which made me shudder. Drake managed to discover in those minutes erogenous zones that I never knew I had.
Finally, he started to move down, below my breasts, toward my navel. He left one arm outstretched, his hand still holding my hands back above my head. I was glad for it; not only did I not know what to do with them in the moment, but feeling helpless like that was a huge turn on.
His tongue against my stomach and navel made my giggle. It was a nice diversion from what had just come before and what we both knew was coming next. Drake took his time, though, giving me a little bit of respite, a time to calm down and sort through all that I was feeling.
After a minute or so he started moving down again, past by navel toward my *. Grinning at me, he pulled at my soaked panties with his teeth, like a lion playing with food. Putting his face down right into my panties, I could feel him breath in deep. “I love your scent, Lily. Especially when you’re so turned on.” All I could do was nod.
Drake leaned back, sitting up on his knees while he pulled my panties down, exposing my * to him. I let him take my panties off and throw them on the floor before he moved back down. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
“Don’t wait, then,” I croaked, impatient. He licked me, a long stroke from bottom to top, and I moaned long and low myself, almost unable to describe how it felt. If you played a long note on a violin, soft and first then louder, but never ceasing, that is what this felt like, with pleasure instead of sound in an unending and increasing drone.
I came right there. The first time anyone other than I had made me cum. My whole body shuddered and shook as my orgasm came over me, waves crashing through me like I was tied up on a beach. I lay there, writhing in pleasurable agony, while Drake watched me, and kissed me down there, ever so lightly on my clit, just at the right moment to keep the waves coming.
When I finally settled down and opened my eyes, Drake was looking at me with wonder. “How was it?”
“Amazing. Beautiful, Crazy.”
“So the next word you’d use was…delicious?”
I couldn’t help but laugh at his joke. “Jerk.”
“Well, yeah. I had to keep a little bit of that. People can’t entirely change who they are.” And with that, Drake went right back to licking my *. I was still sensitive from cumming, but after a few seconds of expert touch with his tongue, I could feel myself getting back into it, ready to climb the mountain again.
He stopped, kissing me one last time down there before he moved back up and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could taste my own sweet juices on his lips and tongue, and loved feeling the weight of his body above me again. After the kiss, Drake moved his head to my ear and whispered, “it’s time, Lily. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Drake.” I was more ready than ever, and I knew what to say. “Please fuck me.”
“Good girl,” he whispered as he put on a condom and positioned his cock above my * and slid into me. He went slow at first, but I was so turned on that he didn’t need to.
Time slowed to a crawl as I felt the pleasure and sensation of having Drake’s cock inside my * for the first time. The fullness at having someone inside me so large, the pressure and friction against the walls of my * as he pushed into me, it was all overwhelming. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced, and in that moment I couldn’t have asked for a better lover. When I was able to open my eyes I looked up to see Drake looking back at me, the love in his eyes clear as day even at night.
There was a little pain too, as my * stretched around his wide and long cock for the first time, but that quickly began to fade as he stopped moving in and held there for a moment. Then Drake started moving out of me, just as slowly. Just as the head of his cock would have slipped out, he pushed back in and I gasped at the second thrust.
Drake increased his speed, moving in and out of me with a rhythm as I got used to having him inside me. I could feel the tides rising in me again, and I knew I would cum soon.
Drake bent over me, kissing down my neck, slowly, toward my breasts. I braced myself, but when he started lapping at my sensitive nipples, the effect was even stronger than I expected, and I couldn’t help but buck my hips against his waist. Drake adjusted his rhythm to move with me, and soon we were fucking again with abandon.
“You’re gonna make me cum soon,” he groaned above me as he pushed in another deep stroke.