Chapter 8

As Drake walked back to his room, he heard a loud crash come from Lauren’s room. He knocked on the door and then opened it quickly without waiting for her to answer. It sounded like she had fallen from something really high up, or something else had fallen.

“Are you alright?” he said, noticing a surfboard on the ground.

“Sorry, it just fell over while I was waxing it. It’s a bit of a beast.”

Drake hadn’t had the chance to read through Lauren’s file yet, but he suddenly remembered Robert telling him about Lauren. She was a famous surfer. It seemed like a fun lifestyle, and suddenly Drake could see why Lauren was always so dang happy.

“That sure does look big,” he said as he helped her pick it up.

“That’s what she said,” Lauren said as she started to laugh.

It took Drake just an extra second or two to get the joke, but then he started to laugh as well. He really did like how upbeat and positive Lauren was. It was a bit of a shock to go from Sophia, who was crying, to a conversation with Lauren, who was obviously upbeat and happy.

“You are funny; I like a good sense of humor,” Drake said.

“Thanks, I like a good ride.”

Drake was shocked at the sexual innuendo that was coming out of Lauren’s mouth. He certainly hadn’t heard such forward talk from her when she was around the other girls. He liked it, she was intriguing him more and more.

“Well, I’m going to go back to my room and think about you riding something big,” Drake said as he winked at Lauren.

“Have a good night.”

“You too, Lauren.”

Drake made his way to his room, and the first thing he did was call Robert. It had been bugging him all night long as to why he had been in such a hurry to leave and why he didn’t feel like talking at all when he was in the house.

“I’m sleeping,” Robert said as he answered his phone.

“No, you aren’t. What’s going on? Why did you rush out of here?”

Robert was quiet for a moment, and it sounded like he was walking or moving or something. Drake just waited for him to respond.

“My wife freaked out when she knew I was over there with you and the seven women the other night. I’m going to have to keep my distance this week.”

Drake started to laugh. Robert was one of the most loyal people Drake knew, and there was no way he would ever cheat on his wife. Never! Drake knew it one hundred percent. But he could see why Robert’s wife might not have felt very comfortable knowing that he had been around all those women.

“Why did you tell her?” Drake said through his chuckle.

“I’m not about to lie to my wife,” Robert said.

“So, cheeseburgers you can lie about, being at my house you can’t?”

“Exactly. I can’t fuck a cheeseburger,” Robert said seriously.

“Technically you could, but I don’t think you’d get that much out of it.”

“Drake, I’ll see you next week. I’m going back to bed. By the way, I’m waiting for a call from Charter Enterprises, they have a proposal they are sending over first thing in the morning. I’ll call you back when I get it.”

“OK, thanks. Goodnight.”

Drake was about to make another wise remark, but Robert had already hung up the phone. It was clear that Robert had a solid relationship with his wife and didn’t want to do anything that would jeopardize it. Drake thought that was pretty damn cool of him.

As Drake climbed into his bed, he wanted to call Samantha and convince her she was wrong about Scarlett, but the truth was, he thought she might be right. Scarlett made Drake feel uneasy around her. She did feel like she was one step out of his league, and Drake loved that. He loved the quiet confidence she exuded and the fact that she got naked and went skinny dipping, even though he could tell she didn’t want to.

But as Drake lay in bed, he thought about the other women as well. There were a couple others that seemed like a much better match for him. They didn’t seem out of his league and were quite easy to talk to.

Lauren was super sweet, and her laugh made him smile every single time he was around her. She was laid back and relaxed, and that was exciting to him. It was a novel idea to date a woman who didn’t take life too seriously.

Then there was Victoria. She was funny, kind, and had her life together. She had planned an outstanding, great date where they fed the tigers. He liked the stability that Victoria offered and her willingness to think outside her normal comfort zone and try new things.

Emily’s date had been one of Drake’s favorites so far. She had taken him to the Playboy mansion, and they had made out in Hugh Heffner’s pool. It couldn't get much better than that. Plus, the way she reacted when Sophia had joined them in bed was something that Drake couldn’t get out of his mind. She had never experienced anything like that, yet she was ready and willing to enjoy herself.

At first, Drake had thought that Sophia was just too wild for him. She couldn’t hold a conversation and just wanted to fuck all the time. Drake felt like he had moved past that in his life and wanted more. But the last hour with Sophia had opened up a piece of her that Drake really wanted to get to know more about. He felt like she had just barely started to open up to him and getting to know her more was something that interested him immensely.

Cynthia seemed promising as well. She was a take-charge woman and really had a way of keeping Drake’s attention. He could certainly see that the two of them would be able to have some interesting conversations at the very least. Drake liked a strong woman, which was another change from the type of woman he had chased after in his younger days. When he was in his twenties, Drake just wanted women who would agree to sleep with him. He hadn’t cared at all if they had a plan for their life or a future, he just wanted them for one night.

Allison, she was one of the girls he could definitely see himself picking. But he didn’t know if it was because of her celebrity status or because he really liked her. He would just have to wait until their date to see if there was a real chemistry between them. Allison had a jet-set lifestyle, and there was a small part of Drake that was a little jealous of her. He wanted to travel more than he had been, but he had been stuck close to home so he could run his business.

Of course, he had the means to travel as much as he wanted to, but it was so much easier to get work done when he was at the office. Drake also couldn’t help thinking that Allison and he would surely have a lovely couple name in the press as soon as they were seen together.

His phone rang, and Drake saw Samantha’s picture pop up. His excitement surprised him, especially because of their little fight they’d had earlier in the evening.

“Hi, Sam,” Drake said softly. “I’m sorry we fought.”

“Me too; I’m sorry I told you that Scarlett was too good for you. I think you should pick whichever woman you want.”

“What are you doing right now?” Drake said seductively.

“I’m in my bed talking to you.”

“What are you wearing?” Drake teased.

“Oh, stop it, Drake. I’m not going to tell you what I’m wearing. How do you even have enough energy to flirt with me? I would think you would be exhausted by now.”

“My sleep cycle is all off. I slept all afternoon and now I’m not tired.”

“I’m wearing a T-shirt and my favorite panties,” Samantha said seductively into the phone.

It caught Drake totally off guard, and his cock instantly got hard. Samantha had always been so reluctant to flirt with him too much. She would flirt just enough, but then something would switch in her and she would pull back.

“What color are your panties?” Drake asked, hoping that she would keep going and answer him.

“They are red. Red satin. And they are so soft to touch,” Samantha said in a sultry and seductive voice.

Drake could hardly take it. His whole body felt like it was going to explode and his precum was already seeping out of the end of his cock. He had no choice but to pull himself out and stroke it to get some relief from the throbbing.

Her breath was heavy, and Drake imagined that Samantha was also playing with herself on the other end of the phone. He closed his eyes, listened to her breath and felt himself getting more and more excited.

“Touch it for me,” Drake said on a whim.

He didn’t expect her to actually do it. In fact, Drake thought his comment would be the end of their flirting, and Samantha would stop and pull away. To his utter shock, she did not stop.

“Okay,” she whispered into the phone.

Drake was done. His cock throbbed in his hand, and he wanted nothing more than to have Samantha there with him. She had tortured him by denying him for the last five years, and the one time she caved into his flirting, she was miles away from him.

“Are you touching yourself?” Drake asked.

“I am. My fingers are sliding up and down my wet pussy, and I’m thinking about your tongue being here.”

Drake moved his hand faster and faster as Samantha talked. He couldn’t bring himself to say another word, but he listened to every single breath that came out of her.

Her breathing became more labored, and he could tell she was moving around more. He wanted to be there more than anything else. He almost got into his car and drove right over to her house. But he didn’t want to miss what was going on right at that moment.

“Sam, come here. Come be with me tonight,” Drake said softly.

“Ohh, my fingers feel so good,” Samantha said as she totally ignored Drake’s request to come to his bed.

“Tell me what they feel like.”

“Ohhh … they feel like your fingers inside of me.”

Drake heard Samantha pull in a deep breath and then let it out slowly. He listened intently as her breathing got more and more labored, and he heard the pleasure in her exhales. She was there, in her bed, playing with herself and talking to him on the phone. Drake couldn’t believe it. Suddenly, everything that was going on in the house didn’t matter at all. He would love to have Samantha in his bed. He would give up every single other woman if she would just have him.

Her moans came faster, and Drake felt himself getting close to exploding as he listened to her. Neither of them spoke, and instead, they exchanged long, drawn out breaths that excited both of them. His eyes were closed as he heard Samantha cum from the touch of her fingers. She took in one last deep breath and then grunted in total delight.

“God, I’m so drunk,” Samantha giggled into the phone.

It all started to make sense to Drake. Samantha wouldn’t have called him and done that if she was sober. She had set up a firm boundary with him and wasn’t going to break that boundary, ever. Drake couldn’t help smiling at the thought that Samantha had finally caved in to her desire for him.

He knew she liked him; he had known it for years, but finally, he had just a small bit of proof that his feelings for her were in fact reciprocated by her. Unfortunately, in the light of day, Drake didn’t think Samantha had actually changed her mind at all about being with him.

“That was fun, Sam,” Drake said softly. “You should get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning for breakfast.”

“Okay, see you in the morning.”

As Samantha hung up the phone, Drake felt a huge pang of sadness wash over him. Nothing was turning out quite the way he wanted it to. He went back to his thoughts of the seven lovely women he had in his house and smiled. His life was pretty damn good at that moment. There wasn’t anything that Drake could complain about.

Drake sprung up out of bed and made his way down the hallway.