His hand froze. “Are you awake?” he whispered.
“Nope,” I mumbled back.
He leaned in and kissed the back of my neck. “Faker. How long have you been awake?”
“Long enough to know you were feeling me up.”
“I was not feeling you up. I was rubbing your back.”
“But you wanted to feel me up.” I rolled over to look at him.
“True, but I was trying to follow your rules.”
I studied him closely. “It’s driving you nuts, isn’t it? Not being together, I mean.”
“It is, but I understand why you’re doing this. You don’t want us to move too fast before we get back to the way we were.”
I sighed. “It’s that, but a part of me is afraid that I’ll get too close to you too fast. I just don’t want to get hurt again. We both promised to go slow when you asked me to marry you. Healing in reverse, remember?”
He cupped my face as he kissed me gently. “I’ll never hurt you again.”
“I love you, Drake, so much.”
“I love you, too. No matter what happens, you’ll always have me.”
I pulled him closer and kissed him deeply. I couldn’t help myself. No matter how many times I’d told myself to take things slow, it just wasn’t happening. We’d been apart for so long, and enough was enough. Besides, I could never deny Drake. Since day one, I couldn’t stay away from him. Even in the beginning, nothing had ever been slow with Drake and me. From the first time we met until everything came crashing down around us, our entire relationship had moved at warp speed. That was just how we were, and nothing would ever change that, no matter what we did.
I parted my lips, and his tongue slipped inside. I moaned as I felt his tongue ring against my tongue. That damn thing was so fucking erotic. His hand went back to rubbing my hip as I ran my nails down his back. He pulled away and started kissing my neck before he moved toward my ear.
“What are we doing?” he whispered.
“Kissing,” I replied.
“We’re moving in another direction here, and I need to know if it’s okay. I’ll stop if it’s not.”
“I don’t want to stop,” I said and I meant it.
“Thank God,” he said. He started kissing my lips again. “If you told me to stop, I was going to go crazy. I want you so fucking bad.”
There were no words for a while after that. After he pulled off my shirt and tossed it aside, his hands roamed across my body. I sucked in a deep breath when he flicked his tongue across my nipple. He took his time exploring my body with his mouth before he found my breast again. I dug my nails into his back as he started sucking and biting. He released my nipple and started kissing down my stomach.
“Hands above your head,” he said.
“I can’t,” I mumbled. I raised my arms and started running my fingers through his hair.
He looked up at me. “I told you a long time ago that I would tie you up if you didn’t listen to me.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
He laughed. “I would, but not yet. One of these days though, I will. That’s a promise.”
A shiver ran through my body at the thought. I wanted him to, badly, but I wasn’t ready for that just yet.
I nodded. I felt vulnerable and exposed when we were together like this, but then again, I always did when I was with Drake. He had every part of me—my heart, my soul, and my body. So yes, I was always vulnerable when it came to him. I tried to calm my racing heart as he started kissing me again.
He ran his tongue between my breasts and then slowly down my stomach to where my sleep shorts were sitting low on my hips. He used his teeth to slowly pull them down, and I lifted my hips to help him. When they were gone, he pulled off my underwear next. I felt the impulse to cover myself, but I didn’t. I loved him and I wouldn’t let my shyness get in the way of our healing. Or the awesome sex that was about to happen.
When he sat up and stared down at my naked body, I felt my body respond instantly to the lust in his eyes. My core was aching, and my nipples tightened almost painfully. It had been far too long since we’d been together.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful. You’re mine, Chloe, and if anyone ever touches you, I’ll kill them. I won’t lose you again.”
Before I could respond, he pushed apart my legs and lowered himself between them. When his tongue swiped against my clit, my entire body came up off the bed as I shouted his name. He ran his tongue back and forth before thrusting it into me. I couldn’t stop myself as my hips came up off the bed to meet him each time. As he tongue-fucked me, he started rubbing his thumb against my clit. The world exploded before my eyes as I came. I lowered my hands and grabbed his hair, holding him in place.
Before I could recover, he forced my hands to let go of his hair as he stood up. I couldn’t look away as he pulled off his boxers. I felt my cheeks turn red as I stared at him, all of him. He smirked at me as he climbed back into bed with me. He hovered over me long enough to kiss me before he slipped himself inside me.
“Oh my God!” I managed to gasp out as he entered.
It had been a long time, and it hurt as he thrust into me. Once he was fully inside me, he stopped, giving me time to get used to him again.
He moaned. “Jesus, you’re so fucking tight.”
“I’m sorry. I know it has to be hurting you, too. I haven’t been with anyone since you,” I whispered.
“It’s a good kind of pain. I love that you’ve not been with anyone else. This,” he said, pulling out and thrusting back in deeply, “is mine and mine alone.”
“I’m yours. There was never any question of that.”
He started thrusting again, slowly at first to let me get used to his size. He took his time working me to the brink and then stopping just before I came. This was the most beautiful form of torture that I could think of.
“Please stop teasing. I can’t take it anymore,” I pleaded.
“All you have to do is tell me what you want.” He started kissing my neck.
“You know what I want. You always have.”
“I want to hear you say it. I need to hear you say it.”
He lowered his head down to suck on my nipple. He was still inside me, and I squeezed my muscles around his shaft.
A gasp escaped him. “Fuck!” he growled.
“Drake, please.”
“Tell.” Thrust. “Me.” Thrust. “What.” Thrust. “You.” Thrust. “Want.”
His thrusts were shallow, teasing. I tried to wiggle my body closer to his, but it was no use. I was at his mercy.
“I want you to fuck me!” I finally yelled.
“That’s all I needed to hear.”
With that, the teasing was gone. Drake started thrusting hard and fast into me, over and over again. I wrapped my legs around his waist to allow him to go deeper. My fingernails dug into his shoulders. I knew that I was going to leave marks, but I didn’t care. I could feel myself ready to explode, but I held back. I didn’t want this to end.
“I love feeling you so tight and hot around me. I could die right now and be okay with it. I can’t think of a better way to go,” he growled as he continued to pound into me.
“I can’t hold on much longer,” I gasped out.
“Let go!”
I shook my head. I didn’t want this to end.
He smiled deviously. “Fine, make me work for it.”
I didn’t think he could go any harder, but he did. I screamed out as the force of his thrusts pushed me farther up the bed. Jesus, I couldn’t hold on. I felt his piercing hit that one special spot over and over. I came, screaming, as I clawed at his back. He continued to pound into me as I came until he couldn’t hold back any longer. With one final thrust, he came.
We were both gasping for breaths, and our bodies were slick with sweat. My body felt like jelly as I lay there, trying to remember how to breathe properly. I’d been with Drake so many times, but those times were nothing compared to this.