Chapter 156: Heat moment
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My hands nervously shook as Drake stepped back and pointed the camera at me. I wasn't used to being on this side of the camera, but excitement coursed through me knowing it was for him.
I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my bare skin beneath one inch at a time. Drake took a photo and I flinched, holding steady. This was so new for me. I didn't know how to do this. Drake was perfect with his teasing and sexy poses. How was I supposed to compete with that?
"Let your blouse hang open and then turn toward me with your fingertip between your teeth," Drake instructed.
My fingers got back to work on my blouse, but they still shook like a leaf. Once all the buttons were undone, I let my blouse hang open to reveal my lace bra beneath before I bit my finger. I tried to give the sexiest expression I could as Drake took several photos, circling me the way I had done to him.
"Now what?" I whispered. He really did need to talk me through this.
"Take your blouse off, push your skirt down to mid-thigh, and then turn back to me as you pull a bra strap down and hold it."
My heart hammered in my chest as I did what he said. I looked down and saw that he was still painfully erect, and his nakedness gave me the confidence to continue. I might have otherwise chickened out by now.
"Mmm, just like that," Drake rasped as he took more photos. "Now remove everything but your panties, then cover your breasts with your arm while you snake your hand between your legs."
I swallowed hard as I removed everything but my panties. The cool air in the room nipped at my hard buds just as Drake stole more photos. I covered my breasts before I slipped my hand inside my panties and circled my clit. As soon as my mouth parted and a moan came out, Drake clicked the camera.
"Play with yourself, Molly. Let me see your face as you bring yourself close to exploding." His voice was so deep and gritty that it sent shivers down my spine.
I circled my clit before I slid through my wet lips and pushed a single finger inside of me. My mouth dropped open and he continued to take pictures of me. I no longer felt the nerves of being photographed and morphed into the pleasure between my legs. My head fell back as I fingered myself and teased my nipples with my free hand.
As I closed my eyes, I focused solely on my pleasure and moved my fingers back to my clit. But why wasn't he taking photos anymore? I was about to investigate when I felt Drake come up behind me, grab my arms, and pin them behind my back. I arched against him, moaning out as he held me tightly against him. My hands were in the perfect position to grab his cock, so I did.
I stroked him several times as his mouth found my neck, devouring me. My body shook as I closed my eyes and felt the hardness of his cock in my hands; the vein on the bottom pulsing. His hands slid up my sides until he groped each of my breasts, pinching my nipples ever so gently.
"Ah," I moaned as my back arched further.
Drake sucked hard on my neck before he bit me, sending a new wave of pleasure through my body. My panties soaked through as my juices lined my inner thighs. I squirmed in front of him, silently begging him to take me already.
One hand stayed on my breast as he reached between us with the other, pulling my panties to the side. The cool air brushed against my pussy lips as I inhaled a sharp breath. I continued to stroke him until he pulled my hands away, bent his knees, and then pushed upwards, impaling me.
My eyes nearly bulged out of my head as he stretched and filled me. I had my ass arched out as far as I could in the standing position as he sank balls deep. A long moan dragged out of my mouth as his hand on my breast slid up to my throat. He gently gripped me there while his other hand held my wrists captive.
"Ah, fuck. You're so tight, baby," Drake groaned behind me. His thrusts were relentless as he pulled all the way out of me and slammed back in. Over and over and over.
Then he completely pulled out as I whimpered in his absence. He turned me toward him as our gazes locked. There was a brazen promise in his eyes that ignited a deep fire in the pit of my stomach. My pussy throbbed as I squeezed my legs together, wondering what he had planned next.
He grabbed my throat again, but this time he traced my bottom lip with his thumb as he continued to stare into my eyes. I would never grow tired of looking at Drake like this, hoping that I had the rest of my life to do so.
"Do you trust me?" He asked in a rough, sandy voice.
I slowly nodded as my lips parted and my tongue traced his thumb. He inhaled a shaky breath as he rubbed his thumb over my tongue. I sucked him into my mouth, twirling my tongue as I would on his cock.
"Good, now turn around." He pulled his hand away from my mouth and guided me to face the bed.
Gently pushing me down, I steadied my arms on the bed as he kicked my legs wide open and grabbed my hips to pull them upward. I was completely at his mercy and I was ready for it. He slapped my ass, making my body jolt as I peered over my shoulder at him. He threw me that famous half smirk of his while he tore into a small box.
"What is that?" I asked.
But he didn't reply. He simply tore into the package and hid the contents before I could see what it was.
"You said you trusted me, right?"
"I do."
"Then just relax and enjoy the ride, baby."
He disappeared out of sight as he knelt down behind me. I stared at the comforter bunched up in my hands and my nerves began to resurface. I wasn't lying when I said I trusted him, but I hated being left in the dark.
"I want you to breathe through this next part. Can you do that for me?" Drake's voice was deep again just as I heard him pump something.
"I-I think s-so," I stuttered out.
"I promise you're going to love this. Would I ever hurt you?"
"Never," I replied. My body instantly relaxed at his words, and then there was a small pressure at my back entrance.
A cool liquid was spread over my tight hole by something that wasn't his fingers. And right when he very slowly pushed the object in, his mouth covered my clit and I screamed. Whatever he pushed into my ass wasn't very long, but the girth was there. He held it in place before he spread my ass open with both hands, devouring my pussy with his mouth.
My hips had a mind of their own as they began to rock against his face, rubbing my clit against his mouth. My moans filled the room as my ass squeezed tightly around the object. There was a pressure brewing in me that I hadn't ever felt before, but I liked it. A lot.
His tongue twirled and lapped and flicked across my clit, moaning every other breath. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I ground against his mouth, about ready to explode.
Then he stopped.
"Oh God!" I moaned, peering over my shoulder at him.
He stood up behind me, spread my cheeks, and pushed into my tight pussy.
Stars exploded behind my lids as I squeezed my eyes shut and took several deep breaths. Between his cock and the thing in my ass, I felt full and stretched to the hilt. He didn't move at first, probably allowing me to adjust, but I wanted it right now. My clit throbbed and I knew I was close. So fucking close.
I moved my hips back and forth on him, fucking his cock as he gripped my ass and groaned out. Then he pulled back and sank in so hard and deep that I lost my breath momentarily. He continued to fuck me hard and deep until my walls clenched around him. My orgasm climbed to its highest peak and tipped over the edge.
My head flung back as I let out a long, guttural moan and rode out my orgasm on his pounding cock. He cursed beneath his breath just as his hands dug into my flesh and his movements slowed to almost nothing.
"Ah, fuck!" He groaned. "I'm fucking cumming, baby. Oh I'm cumming so fucking hard."
"Mmm, yes, cum deep inside of me, Drake. Oh God! Fuck!"
He thrust a few more times before he came undone, then he collapsed on my back. Our heavy breathing filled the room before he lightly chuckled. The vibration spread across my back as I chuckled with him.
"What's so funny?" I inquired.
"Nothing's funny. I'm just... wow, that was fucking incredible."
He pulled out of me before he grabbed the object in my ass and removed it. I stood and turned, glancing down at the black plug in his hands when I realized what it was. It was the buttplug I purchased from Aunt Rose's friend Tamara. Heat filled my cheeks and spread across my chest, but it wasn't from embarrassment. No, it was pure excitement. That has to be my best purchase yet.
"You did fucking incredible, lynn," Drake praised as he grabbed my chin. "I love you so much," he whispered before our lips gently touched.
I kissed his bottom lip before I leaned back and peered deep into his soul. "And I love you so much, Drake. More than you will ever know."
He pecked my lips once more before he stepped away from me, but our time alone was fleeting when his cell rang. "Get the shower started, I'll join you in a second." He threw me a wink as I slowly walked away from him, stealing a glance at his phone as I went.
I started the shower, but I stayed close to the door to eavesdrop. I had to know who the call was from.
"Lane, tell me you've got something," Dra answered.
My heart fluttered in my chest. We couldn't have even one night without our problems resurfacing. I just hoped that Lane actually had something concrete. I was ready to start my life with Drake, and to put our troubles to rest.
