“Please,” I beg him as he slows, withdrawing from me completely. He hovers at my entrance and I raise my hips to draw him in again. It’s a game of cat and mouse and he’s winning.
“Say it again,” he says. Pulling my other nipple into his mouth, he rolls it between his teeth and I scream in pleasure. He teases my entrance again with his cock, edging in slowly before he slams into me with one solid thrust. Simultaneously, he bites my nipple and a jolt of electricity shoots straight down to my core where he is stretching me. Every nerve in my body is on high alert with each heady thrust.
“Please, Drew. I need to come,” I pant between ragged breaths as his movements become faster. He’s now succumbing to his own needs. Where he was once gentle, he’s now rough, every plunge into me harder than the last. “Drew, please,” I beg him again.
Our bodies are slick with sweat, and with one swift motion, he lifts my legs over his shoulders, allowing him complete access to me. The way he looks at me with hunger, concern, and want, is enough to make me weep.
With one last deep stroke, he’s the deepest he’s ever been inside me and I cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. With this last thrust, he empties himself in me and matches his ragged breaths with my own.
“Unbelievable,” he mumbles as he falls on top of me, staying firmly rooted inside me. As our breathing finally returns to normal. I can feel him soften inside me as we lie together in a tangled mess of sweaty limbs. Then my eyes fall closed and I soak in the closeness of him.
I suddenly wake with a start, realizing I must’ve dozed off. The bedside clock reads twelve twenty in the morning. Drew still lies between my legs, his head resting on my stomach. Soft, steady breaths tell me he also fell asleep after our lovemaking. I gently coax myself out from underneath him and search for my clothes in the dark.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Drew’s gruff voice startles me.
“Jesus!” I jump up, trying to cover my naked body with my hands. “You scared me.” I hear him shift in the bed, and suddenly, the bedside lamp turns on.
There sits Drew, in all his naked glory. Rippling abs and tan skin, not a self-conscious bone in his body. “You didn’t answer my question.” He swings his legs over the side of the bed and stands up, his perfectly round, muscular ass on full display. He walks around the perimeter of the bed and right over to me, a man with intention. I try to use my right arm to cover my full breasts and my left hand to hide my stomach and bottom half, but Drew reaches for both of my arms and pulls them away from me, exposing me fully.
“I think you’ve forgotten that I’ve already seen all of you.” His voice is soft and caring as he rests my arms on his shoulders and pulls me into a hug, our naked bodies pressed against each other. Every rigid muscle of his meets my soft form and I melt into him.
His lips find my neck, and instinctively, my head falls back. I release a moan and can feel his lips pull into a smile against my neck, while at the same time, his dick hardens between us. That alone makes my knees weak. The control he has over my body frightens me. No one has ever been able to get me with a single touch.
“You’re not leaving,” he murmurs, trailing kisses from my neck up to my lips. He pulls my bottom lip into his mouth and sucks on it gently before I break our kiss.
“I have to go.”
“Not gonna happen.” His hands move deftly from my sides all the way up to palm both of my breasts. He rolls my hardened nipples between his fingers before he pinches them and I yelp in surprise.
“I need to go home,” I say shakily, trying to pull out of his embrace, but he spins me around and backs me to the bed. His eyes catch mine and all I see are need and want, and he damn well sees that in mine as well. His lips pull into a devilish grin and he knows he’s won.
As he shakes his head, we tumble to the bed when the back of my knees hit the edge of the mattress and he has me pinned beneath him—exactly where he wants me. Drew lies between my open legs and he smirks, knowing he’s got me again. He props himself up on his elbows, and his cock nudges at my wet entrance. I bite on my bottom lip as he edges himself in.
“Feel that,” he whispers, his eyes holding mine. I nod and bite my bottom lip, doing my best to not show how much he affects me. “That’s how you’re going to wake up tomorrow morning, Gracie. With me buried inside you. We can’t do that when you’re at your apartment and I’m here.”
I wiggle underneath him and he slips further into me. “Ahhh!” I gasp when he hits that spot inside me. He knows exactly where to find it and he uses it against me. I’m weak to him.
“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” He rolls his hips and I literally lie like a wet noodle underneath him—limp and soft, soaking in the pleasure he brings me.
He laces his fingers from both of his hands through mine and places them on either side of my head. This time, our lovemaking is slow, careful, and passionate. He watches me intently, his blue eyes holding mine, telling me that this is so much more than just casual sex, as his moves become more rhythmic.
His long, slow strokes ignite something deep inside me. “Drew.” I manage his name on a hiss. “I’m going to come already.” Since his first touch last night, my entire body has been on the cusp of a constant orgasm. He leaves me heated, on edge, and needy… for him.
His thrusts slow until he stops, still rooted deep inside me. “You’re not leaving tonight,” he tells me. His tone leaves no room for negotiation. “We have plans tomorrow—” he starts before I interrupt him.
“What if I already have plans?” I argue breathily.
“Cancel them.” He’s so direct and matter-of-fact.
“I don’t have clothes,” I point out. “Or my pills.”
His eyes widen at that revelation. “We’ll get them tomorrow.”
He rolls his hips and continues his slow assault, his pelvic bone rubbing against my clit perfectly, every movement one step closer to ecstasy. Every nerve in my body is on high alert when I finally fall, my entire body trembling beneath him.
“There you go, baby,” he whispers and releases my hands. As I fall apart, Drew takes his time…long, rhythmic strokes bringing him to the edge until he joins me in my fall. We both gasp for breath, but before I have time to fall back asleep, Drew is pulling me from the bed. “Come here.” He guides me toward the bathroom, where he turns on the light. The bathroom is lavish and huge, almost as big as my entire apartment. There is a giant soaking tub in one corner and a shower that takes up an entire wall. Everything is white and grey marble and over-the-top exquisite.
Drew turns on the spigot of the tub and runs his hand through the water before plugging the drain. “Get in.” He pulls me toward the tub. It’s so large, four grown adults could bathe at the same time. “Just relax. Don’t talk, don’t overthink.”
I quickly twist my long hair up into a bun on top of my head while Drew squirts bubble bath from a bottle into the hot water. I step into the deep tub carefully while he holds my hand since my shaky legs still have me feeling unsteady.
Once I’m in the tub, he sets two large bath towels on the counter and slides into the tub behind me. We’re quiet as the rumbling water rises around us. My muscles finally relax once the hot water reaches my chest.