His hand released my hair and cupped my breast. My nipples hardened to the point of pain, my breasts swelling. Between my legs, his fingers continued to explore the edge of my panties. Just as his middle finger ventured underneath I decided that I would deal with the consequences of my lie later. For now, I needed Drake far too much to care about anything else.
I shifted, opening my legs more so he had full access to my pussy. He groaned as he pulled my underwear to the side and skimmed his fingers down the outer lips. I was wet, almost drenched with my liquid desire for this man. “God! Angel, your heat almost hurts…”
I buried my face in his chest, unable to contain my pleasure filled cries as he pushed down on my throbbing clit. My fingers twisted in his shirt, holding on tight as he took me higher with ease. My body began to shake as my climax rushed up on me.
“Drake!” I cried as he pinched my clit and tugged.
Just as I neared the edge he stopped. My head shot up, unable to comprehend why he had stopped right when I was about to come. “Wh..?”
“Shhh.” He brushed a kiss over my lips and reached for the hem of my dress. “I need to see all of you.”
With shaking fingers I helped him. My dress was tossed over the couch, and I worked on the clasp to my bra while he tugged my panties down my thighs. His eyes were on fire as he looked down at me. Shaking fingers traced across my tattoo along my panty line. The words were written in beautiful cursive script and read: Love Me Without Regret.
“So fucking beautiful!” He growled.
Strong hands gripped my hips, and he lifted me until my back hit the cushions of the couch. Drake moved until he was on his knees between my spread legs. His eyes lingered on my pussy, seemingly entranced by it. I was still hanging on the edge, needing to come so badly I was shaking from it. While he continued to look down at me, I skimmed my fingers down until I touched my soaked lips.
“Oh, fuck!” he muttered as he watched me touch myself. “Dip them inside, Angel,” he commanded in a voice so rough with desire it was almost demonic.
I thrust two fingers deep inside with ease, moaning at how good it felt. I was close, my inner muscles clutching at my fingers as I neared the end. With a growl, Drake pulled my hand away and sucked my fingers into his mouth. I watched in a desire filled daze as he sucked my arousal from my fingers.
Then his mouth was on my clit, making me scream with pleasure as he sucked it hard. I tossed my head back against the couch, shuddering as I tried to hold back. My fingers tangled in his hair as I lifted my hips and ground against his tongue. His hands cupped my breasts, holding onto me as I drove toward my orgasm.
“Fuck!” He groaned, tonguing me deeper. “You have the sweetest pussy I have ever tasted,” he muttered. “Come for me, Lana. Come for me, my angel.”
I was right on the edge, so close and yet unable to go any further. I wanted this so badly, but I needed more. “Please, Drake,” I cried. “Please!” I wasn’t even sure what I was pleading with him for. If I knew what it was that I needed to make me fall over the edge, I would be doing it right now…
Two fingers thrust into me deep, stretching me. Sharp teeth bit into my swollen clit, and I screamed as I shattered into a million pieces. Drake lifted his head, and I met his gaze, letting him see my expression as I continued to convulse around his fingers as they thrust in and out of me.
When I lay there spent from the force of my orgasm, he climbed onto the couch with me and pulled me close. I could feel his erection pulsing against my thigh but was unable to do more than snuggle deeper against him for the moment.
“Rest, Angel,” he whispered, kissing my temple.
I closed my eyes, fighting a yawn. He felt so warm, so safe. I gave up the fight and drifted off…
Drake
Watching Lana sleep was one of my favorite things to do. She was asleep because I had given her such a powerful orgasm, and that made me both smug and content.
I took her all in, every breathtaking bare inch of her. Her skin tone was a little darker than my own from her summer tan, making a mesmerizing contrast to my own lighter complexion. Her high breasts rose with each small inhale that she took. Her stomach muscles seemed to quiver with each exhale. I wanted to trace the dip that led to her belly button but didn’t want to chance waking her. Lower her ink stood out against her honey kissed skin. The tat was done in curvy script and the words almost mocked me as I read them.
Love Me Without Regret
I did. I loved her and I didn’t regret it. I never would!
For an hour, I just sat there on the couch watching her as she lay pressed against me. But then my erection became painful, and I shifted, trying to ease some of the pressure building in my balls. My movement woke her. Whiskey colored eyes opened, and I lost myself in their rich depths. Slender fingers cupped my jaw, tracing across the stubble.
“Am I dreaming?” she murmured.
I grinned. “If you are, then I hope you never wake up.”
She bit her lip. “Drake, I’m naked.” I nodded. Yes, she was gloriously naked, and I was feasting my eyes on every inch of her nakedness. “But you still have all your clothes on… Something’s wrong with that picture, babe.”
Laughing, I shifted until she was under me and started unbuttoning my shirt. “Then let’s fix it.” I got half way down before I gave up and tore the shirt off instead. Buttons went flying and Lana giggled. I dropped a kiss on her lips, loving the sound of her bell like giggles. “Unbuckle my belt,” I commanded when I sat back on my knees.
Her fingers skimmed across my fly, and I nearly blew apart at the innocent touch. With trembling hands, she undid my belt and then the top button on my pants. My erection was so stiff it pushed the zipper down before she could reach for it. As her gaze fell on my dick, I watched her eyes darken.
“Do you like it?” I questioned as her fingers brushed over the tip.
“It’s breathtaking,” she whispered. “Will you let me suck it?”
I groaned as her question made my mind fill with all kinds of images. “I want you to, but I don’t think I will last if you do.” I stood and pulled the rest of my clothes off.
Standing there naked before Lana, I felt as it were my first time. Maybe because this was the first time with someone that mattered. Or maybe it was because this was the very first time I would be making love instead of just fucking some random girl.
Lana moved so fast I didn’t have time to think as her hands grasped my cock. I saw her head move but was too dazed to realize what she was doing until her mouth slid down my length. My knees nearly buckled from the sheer pleasure of her sinfully hot mouth taking me in. She gagged as the head of my cock hit the back of her throat, but she didn’t stop. Instead, she worked me until she was able to set a rhythm so she could breathe through her nose.