Chapter 92: Fuck me roughly
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Drake was being a champ as I ran his battered hand beneath the sink water to wash away his bloodied knuckles. He didn't wince one time and my heart pounded for him. Not only was he letting me baby him right now , but he punched Jason and made that bastard bleed.
"Even though I love what you did back there, I don't want you getting in trouble because of him", I said.
He chuckled. "Babe, I would punch the entire royal family and the president in their faces if they said a single bad thing about you",
I blushed and held back a giggle. Hr really knew how to say all the right things , didn't he?
"Well, let's try to keep you out of jail, shall we?!",
I dried off his hand and went to stand up but Drake grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap until I straddled on him. He stared into my eyes for a long moment before he said. "I'm sorry, we ran into that asshole. I could see how much it affected you",
I swallowed down the knot in my throat and kept my eyes glued to his.
"It wasn't your fault. I didn't expect to see him at all. Last I heard , he was living in our old place in Oregon", And with that statement, a whole slew of bad memories rushed me.
The last time I was in that house, Jason had just beat the hell out of me. I remember that i grabbed my wallet and ran..I didn't have a destination in my mind, but I knew I had to get away from him..my eye was swelling up something fierce and when I saw a truck pull over to pick me up, I was relived. But it was Jason still..he gave me the rest of his lashings and left me dead on the road. The divorce papers were drawn up by Luis the next day while I lied in the ICU.
"Where'd you go there, Lynn?", Drake whispered as he brought his hand up and cupped my cheek. "Don't go back to that place. You're safe with me", I let out a small sob that I didn't realize I was holding and I i buried my face into his neck.
He rubbed my back and just let me cry it out. Even before Jason, I had never been with w guy who was so gentle and sweet with me. Drake full filled all of my needs and then some.
"I'm sorry", i whispered again. I hated that he saw me like this.
"Hey", He leaned back and grabbed my chin and forced my red eyes to look at his. ",Don't apologize for that fucking bastard and how he made you feel. When I'm done with him, he will be the one apologizing to you",
The look on his face told me that was dead serious. And that scared the hell out of me.
When my cell began to ring. I knew it was my mom based sorely off the ringtone I gave her just the day before. "That's mom, I should probably get it",
I crawled from his lap and found my phone on the bed. My heart pounded as my thumb hovered over the green button to answer it.
"Mom, hi", I greeted.
"Oh! Lynn. I'm so sorry that your sister ran you off again. Is there any way I can talk you into coming back?",
I could tell in the tone of her voice that she was genuinely upset..
"No mom, we will stay here. Are ....... Are we still invited to the BBQ tomorrow?",
"Of you are! What kind of question is that?! Your dad was just upset, Lynn. You know how he can get but after you left he was very hard on himself. We just.... just didn't expect all of that",
I knew what she was referring to. "Drake is an amazing man, Mom. I really hope the two of you can give him a chance. You know how Melissa is",
She laughed. "Oh! Do ever. It isn't everyday that you learn that your daughter was in porn",
My cheeks blushed. "Yeah, well........", I wanted to say that it wasn't everyday that your youngest daughter fell in love with a porn star, but I kept that to myself. "We will be there to set up tomorrow. Tell daddy that I love him and that we will figure this out",
"Okay darling. Have a great night. We love you , too",
I hung up as Drake came out of the bathroom and i found that I couldn't take my eyes off of him. It was strange to see him so comfortable around me with his bare feet and ruffled hair.
The sight of him was stirring up a fire inside my body and he was the only extinguisher I could use.
I crooked my finger at him and tossed my phone on the couch . He came forward with a mischievous grin on his lips but I stopped him when I held my hand up.
"Stop"
He froze in his spot and had a fleeting expression of his concern on his face. Drake had been so incredibly sweet and gorgeous with me over the last several days, but I didn't need it or want that right now. I needed the man I first met. The one who fucked me until I went cross eyed.
The man who made me deliciously sore for days afterwards.
I stood from my spot on the couch and approached him. He didn't move and his arms were stiff at his sides. I needed to change that. "I want you to fuck me like you own me, Drake", I purred out. "And dont be gentle", i added.
I turned and swayed away in hopes that he would take the bait. The king-sized bed was in full view and that's where I headed while I stripped down along the way.
When I got down to nothing, I turned and laid on the bed then I spread my legs wide open for him.
