Chapter 5 – Erin
“Let’s get out of here.”
I opened my eyes a little, but it was hard to really look at him. Everything was fuzzy and I had to stop my body from moving against him. He felt too good to just be nonmoving next to. I wanted to rub myself against him as I had before, but I realized then how beyond control I was. I was acting like a wanton woman, and it embarrassed me to no end. The man was just driving me crazy.
“Do you want to leave or stay?”
He started to pull away and I heard a whimper in the air. I didn’t want to think that it had come from me, but I knew that it had. There was no question that it was the reason that I was finding it hard to look into his face. I felt embarrassed by the way he was making me feel and by the way I was acting.
Drake seemed to get that I wasn’t able to answer him. He helped me down from the counter, steadying me on wobbly knees before he finally started to walk me out of the museum. He had enough composure to lock it behind him, but it took me a little more time to get it together. There was a car waiting for us, and as soon as we got into the back seat together, Drake’s lips were on me and I was ready to explode from their skill. Then his target was my neck and shoulders before he kissed me once more on my mouth. He knew exactly what he was doing, because by the time the car had pulled up in front of his house, I would have agreed to anything.
The place was huge. It was something that I hadn’t considered before but now found interesting. He was rich beyond what I could even imagine, and the discrepancies were hard to ignore, even in my current state of need. It was hard not to see that he was far out of my league. I wasn’t even sure what I was doing there.
My mind started to take it all in, but I wasn’t sure what I should do. Drake didn’t give me long to figure it out, because he was already pulling me into the house, and before long he was pushing me into a room that I was sure was his bedroom. It was as manly as he was, and I looked at the décor for as long as I was able to think. Once he was behind me and pressing me back against him, his lips went to my neck and I was lost in his touch.
It wasn’t long before Drake was unzipping the dress and pulling it down slowly. It stopped at my slim hips, and he used both of his large hands to pull it down the rest of the way. I was shivering in his arms and I could feel the readiness that was at my core. I had waited far too long, and with a man like Drake, there was no way that I could say no. I didn’t want to.
His hands rubbed on my stomach and backside, pulling me closer to the part of him that was harder than all of the rest. Drake rubbed it against me as his hands moved lower down my body. His fingers and touch became feather-light. Shivers were running through my body and I was left shaking in front of him. Only when he moved his one hand in between my legs and pushed underneath my panties did I snap out of the moment. I jerked with the touch and the growl that he made in my ear when he realized how wet and ready I was for him.
“I see that we have both waited long enough.”
His fingers pressed inside of me, and I cried out with the sudden wave of pleasure. I had wanted him so much that all it had taken was one moment of entry to push me over the edge. I felt the fluid gush down my legs, and I could tell that he wasn’t ready for it. There was another sound in my ear as he moved his fingers to prolong my pleasure. It had been so long since I had someone else touching me and it felt amazing. I was ready to explode from it all, and only when I begged him to stop did his fingers stop pressing in and rubbing me.
“Get on the bed, Erin.”
The voice did not sound like the same man who had met me at the museum. I snuck a look back and saw him struggling to get his clothes off. He was not as assured as he usually was, and I would have laughed if I hadn’t been so horny at the moment. Drake was hard under his clothes, and it was the first time that I had seen his hair-covered chest. His abs were rock hard and rippling, and again all I could think about was touching them. He was more than a little handsome; he was downright sexy. I had never been with a man who looked like him. When he noticed me gawking at him, he reminded me what I was supposed to be doing.
I looked behind me and saw the bed that he was talking about. It seemed huge, just like him, and when I lay down on one side of it, it felt like I was being swallowed by the mattress. I felt tiny in the large bed and even smaller when Drake started to move towards me with a determined look. His hard rod was swinging between his legs as he got on the bed in front of me and grabbed my legs, jerking me towards him in one fluid motion. I made a shrieking sound in surprise, but he wasn’t hearing me. It was clear that he had only one thing on his mind, and I was not going to even admit that I felt the exact same way. I needed him more than I needed my next breath.
Drake dragged his length against me and there was no more time for foreplay. I had already come once and I was eager for more. When I felt the thick head rubbing where his fingers had just been, something came over me that I had never felt before. It felt good, but it wasn’t enough. What I needed was for him to be inside of me. When I told him as much, he immediately began thrusting forward to give me what I wanted.
Having caught a glimpse of his size seconds before, I was sort of prepared for him. My body certainly was, dripping wet with need for him, but I wasn’t ready for something that huge. It felt too big inside of me, stretching every bit of my sheath as he made his way as far in as he could go. Drake pushed deeper as I pressed my hand against his chest. It was just too much, and before long I was trying to move away, backing up desperately to get away from his enormous member.
“You aren’t going anywhere, Erin, not after I have chased you around for weeks. Just give it time.”
I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to be giving him time for, but I knew that he was right about the fact that I was going nowhere. He moved down to cover my body with his own, and the action pushed him deeper. His arms held me in place and I could do nothing but close my eyes and feel. It felt so good that I was on the verge of losing myself once again before he had stroked in and out three times. I don’t know what kind of magic he had over me, but it was rather clear right then when he had me quickly forgetting what my own name was.
“Please, Drake, I can’t.”
He kind of chuckled and moved in quicker than he had before. The sudden fullness took my breath away and pushed me over the edge I had been teetering at. My grasp on his biceps got a little tighter as my body contracted. It was too much. I was begging him to give me a moment. I needed him to slow down, but with each squeeze of my inner walls, he just moved faster, making every part of my body scream with release. Still I couldn’t move, not with his strong arms pinning me where I was.
I was beyond done when he finally slowed down enough to shoot his need deep. It was hot and came out with force, burning my insides. My hand was trying to push him off of me, but I had no strength after the repeated orgasms. I felt like my whole body was weak. The only relief given was when he finally pulled out of me. I gasped at the wave of fluid that gushed to my thighs and the sheets below me.
Drake’s eyes darkened as he looked from me to the cloth below. It was like he was drawn to it, and before long he tasted me in a different way than before. I never felt so wanted in my life. The man had a way with my body that was impossible to deny. It was like he knew what I wanted more than I did myself. When he pulled me to closer to him, I just let him. His chest was hot and wet against my back, the hair tickling the sensitive skin there. I wanted more, but my body told me that I was finished.
“That’s okay, Erin. You get your sleep, because you are going to need it.”
I shivered at his words and closed my eyes. My body was humming and he felt so good beside me. I didn’t want the night to end, but I knew that it had to. I knew that whatever dream I was in was going to evaporate by morning. I wanted to remember the way his heavy arm felt around my waist, and his hard chest against my back. I didn’t want to ever forget that very moment in time.