Drake

My flight was long and uncomfortable and I hate being out of contact with Tiana. The second the wheels hit the ground, I take my phone off airplane mode and send her a message. It’s hard typing instead of speaking the words, but I do it, not without a couple of spelling errors, I’m sure.

I’m glad to find that she’s at my house and even more so when she tells me she’s locked in my bedroom and that she slept in my bed all night. I don’t ask why she didn’t go home, although I can imagine, or where Jayden is. I can’t see shit on my phone and it’s frustrating the hell out of me.

I feel like I’m in a race against time getting to Tiana. My sight’s deteriorating rapidly and I want to spend as much time as possible memorizing every inch of her. Max picks me up at the airport in his own car and drops me off at home just in time for my usual morning run. I’m not going to need the exercise today, though, I’ll get enough without leaving my bed.

I glance next door to Jayden’s house. Everything looks quiet, his truck is in the driveway which is not like him, but last night was hectic, I’m sure he forgot about it.

On the porch, I take out my key and go to slide it in the keyhole when the door flies open and Tiana flings herself into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist and nuzzling her face into my neck.

I could get used to this.

“Mm,” she moans and I drop my bag and slide my hands under her supple ass and carry her inside.

She aligns her lips with my ear and shushes me before pulling away and nodding toward the couch. Jayden is sleeping on his back with his gun on the coffee table next to him.

I nod and close the door with only a click leaving my bag on the porch. I’ll get it later, there’s nothing valuable in there anyway.

I toe off my shoes and slide them under the stairs with my foot and carry her up to my room without waking her protector. Inside I lock the door and do what I’ve been longing to do for almost two weeks. I cover her mouth with mine and cup her ass harder pressing my solid cock against her pussy.

She moans into my mouth and I take her straight to the bed and toss her into the center.

“Take your clothes off.” She’s only wearing a pair of white lace panties and a button up shirt that’s already unbuttoned, no bra. She shrugs off the shirt and slides her panties off while I undress.

This isn’t the time for an hour of foreplay; we’ve been missing each other for nine days. I need her now, no games, no kink, no playing. I want to be inside her making her come over and over until we’ve made up for lost time. I need to fuck her, make love to her, connect on a level like I’ve never done with anyone else.

When she’s bare, she lies on her back propped on her elbows and I crawl up the bed like a wild animal with my cock bobbing up and down skimming along her hot skin. I want to feel her around me without a barrier between us. “Are you on the pill?” I ask spreading her knees apart with my hands positioning myself between them.

“Yes, and my doctor said all my tests were negative after that night when…”

I press my long pointer finger against her lips. She doesn’t need to explain herself any more than that and I sure as hell don’t want to talk about her lost time right now.

She stops talking and I slip my finger between her plump lips into her mouth and she sucks it as I drag it out slowly. She’s so fucking beautiful with her dark hair fanned out on my pillow and the peaks of her nipples stiff and ready on top of her soft perfect breasts. Her brown skin glows in the early morning sunlight streaming in through the window. Dust motes float through the streak of sunshine cutting across her flat abdomen and her right eye sparkles like pale blue glass while her left one is dark and full of lust.

She lifts her hands to my chest testing the water, seeing what I will allow.

“No rules this time, just you and me, baby.”

I drag my finger down her chin between her breasts and over her quivering navel until I slide it into the drenched folds of her pussy.

I moan with appreciation, All of this and she’s insanely responsive too. I don’t deserve her. I push that thought away and slip two fingers and then three inside and curl them around to stroke her sensitive G-spot.

“You’ve been thinking about me, haven’t you?”

“Yes.” Her hands slide down exploring my abdomen, she follows them with her eyes.

“Did you touch yourself while you waited?” Her eyes snap up to meet mine. My tone is accusatory, but I don’t really give a fuck if she got off without me if she was in my bed thinking about my cock pleasuring her.

“Yes.”

I love that she’s honest. “Did you come?”

She hesitates and bites her lip unsure of how to answer. I slip my fingers out and circle her clit letting her off the hook.

“It’s okay if you did. We’ve missed each other, but from now on save your orgasms for me, understand?”

She nods in agreement. I settle over her and enter deep, holding the position. I drop my chin to my chest and moan. Her scent billows in the air as she sinks into the mattress under my weight and I’m intoxicated with the peachy vanilla combination.

“It’s like you were made for me. Fuck, Tiana, you feel so good.” Her hands slide around to my ass and she wraps her legs around my waist digging her heels into the small of my back.

She doesn’t talk a lot during sex. I think she prefers to let her body do the talking and there’s no fucking way am I complaining about that.

I slide out and begin a slow deep penetrating rhythm. I want to kiss her but I want to watch her more. I want to see her face every time she comes until I can’t see her anymore. I want that image burned into my memory so deeply, that even when I’m blind I’ll see her coming apart in my arms.

Her soft breasts brush against my chest with every thrust until I rise and slide her legs over my shoulders to go deeper. Her arms fly out to her sides and she grips the sheets arching into me and I pick up the pace pounding into her sweet pussy.

I’m not running a marathon this morning. This is more of a fifty-yard dash. I rise to my knees and delve so deeply into her hot sex she cries out, curling her fingers around my biceps and digging her nails into my flesh.

I watch as her facial muscles twitch and she alternates between parting her lips and biting the bottom one until she clenches her jaw tight and her eyes roll back into her head.

The signs of her impending orgasm spur me on and she meets me thrust for thrust using my arms as leverage until the walls of her sex are convulsing around my swollen erection. She whimpers and gasps tiny little breaths like she’s drowning in desire, it’s a beautiful sensual sound that pushes me over the edge with her.

I sink into her one last time and lose myself in the feeling of coming with nothing to separate us. I have never had sex without a condom, ever. Everything about sex with Tiana is different. Better, more intense, but the idea that an actual part of me has now become part of her is enslaving.

Sex will never be the same after Tiana. If she can’t accept my impending blindness, I am ruined for all women. No one will ever live up to her. She is my perfect woman. She is my Empress. She is my Queen.