Chapter 8

For almost thirty minutes Drake was able to resist exploding as Emily rode his body. The pleasure in her eyes was almost too much for him, but Drake wanted to see her have another orgasm and refused to release himself until she did.

Finally, as she thrust her hips against him and let her clit rub on his body, Drake watched as the buildup started to come. He could see the pleasure as it increased and he finally gave his body permission to thrust hard and build up to his own final explosion.

Harder and harder he thrust as he watched Emily’s breasts bounce up and down in his face. She looked so delightful on top of him. Her little frame and slight curves were easy to hold on to and even easier to help in her thrusting. But as they both finally came to their explosive finishes, Drake still knew there was one more position he wanted to try. One more thing that he needed to do with Emily before their night was over.

“Oh…my… God…I think I’m going to die of exhaustion,” Emily said as she fell onto Drake’s body.

There were both sweaty by that point and neither of them cared at all. It wasn’t sexually enticing to have their drenching wet bodies next to each other. The hot mess of sexual desire spilling out all over them.

“You are going to write about this in one of your columns, aren’t you?” Drake teased.

“Yes, I’m sure I will have to use my personal experience to write a few columns from this night. But don’t worry, I won’t use your name.”

“Hmm, what will you call me then? Mr. Big?” Drake laughed hard at his own joke.

“I was thinking more along the lines of, Mr. Sensitive. Maybe I should go with Mr. Always Hard or Mr. Naked.”

“I’m thinking we should negotiate my fictitious name.”

“Why, what would you like to be called? Besides Mr. Big; we can’t use that one.”

Drake pretended to think long and hard about the fictitious name he wanted to be called. As he held his hand to his chin and look out into the distance Emily climbed off his body and snuggled up next to him. They were both so sweaty that all she wanted to do was hop in the shower, but she wasn’t about to waste any of her precious time with him taking a shower. She would happily take a shower at midnight when her day had completed.

“I seriously think Mr. Big is the best name, but if you won’t let me have that one…How about Mr. Fine?”

Emily propped herself up and look at him, Drake actually didn’t have too bad of an idea. Mr. Fine wasn’t so provocative that she would have to explain it and it was just the right balance of sexy.

“Okay, Mr. Fine it is.”

“I like it.”

“Me too, I can be a new Carrie Bradshaw.”

“Babe, don’t ever try to be anyone else. Be you. Emily, you are already successful and people love what you do. Don’t change a damn thing.”

Emily felt a tear start to roll down her cheek. She quickly wiped the tear away and set her head back down on his chest before he could comment. But she knew he had seen it.

Drake let his hand stroke her hair and Emily couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. The idea that she was going to have to sleep alone the rest of the night did not sit well with her at all. She didn’t want to give Drake up to Sophia and she certainly didn’t want him in bed with her the next day.

Suddenly, the gravity of what they were doing was much harder for her to handle. It hadn’t been that hard when Victoria was on her date; but that was because Emily hadn’t gotten to know Drake very much yet.

Now that she knew him, Emily also knew that he was a really great guy. The kind of guy she wanted to keep around and definitely not the kind of guy she wanted to sit back and watch five other women sleep with throughout the week.

The whole game and staying in the house for the rest of the week did not sound fun at all. The more she thought about it, the more Emily wished she hadn’t come on the trip at all. She actually was going to be devastated if Drake decided to pick another girl. But then she thought about what it would be like if Drake picked her.

She smiled at the thought of her and Drake living together and being happy in California with each other. Emily hadn’t ever wanted to live in California before, but if she had Drake with her she would certainly make the move. Plus, her job was so flexible; she could easily travel with him when he needed to. They wouldn’t have to do the long-distance relationship thing and instead could build a family together.

A family…

Emily hadn’t really asked Drake any questions at all about his life or what he was looking for. She didn’t know if he wanted to get married or wanted to have children. She didn’t know at all what he was looking for.

“Did you have a good day?” Drake asked.

“Yes, actually I did have a good day. Very good date for sure.”

“Anything else you want to do with our last hour of time?”

“Oh, no there’s only an hour? I still have at least three positions I want to try.”

Drake sat up and laughed as he looked at Emily. There was no way he could get three more positions in, he was exhausted. He couldn’t imagine that Emily wasn’t just as tired as he was.

“Now?”

“Well, I’m not so sure I have it in me for tonight. Perhaps another time,” Emily said, totally aware that there might not be another time ever.

“Oh, thank God. I cannot even move right now.”

“Me neither!” Emily laughed. “How about we take a shower and talk?”

Taking a shower had seemed like a waste of her time with him, but as the exhaustion of the night set in. Emily figured standing naked in some warm water would probably be a great way to have some intimate conversation.

“I’m game if you are.”

Drake grabbed Emily’s hand and led her into his enormous shower. It was large enough for the two of them to dance in. But Drake didn’t have any plans to dance with Emily while they were in there. What he hoped was that the shower would rejuvenate him and they would get to try one last position out before the end of the night.

Slowly Drake turned the water on and let it get warmed up before he walked in. As he reached his hand out for Emily to join him, she felt connected with Drake like she couldn’t even imagine.

In all the years she had been with her boyfriend, Emily never felt like they had a true connection. She never felt like he was there for her no matter what happened and she certainly didn’t feel like he had the ability to let her be the person she wanted to be. Yet, there she was with a man that she had only met a few days before and now she was naked in the shower with him; and felt absolutely confident and comfortable.

She snuggled up to Drake under the warmth of the shower and decided she had a few things she wanted to ask him. Nothing too crazy, just regular first date questions that she wanted to know the answers to.

“Where did you grow up?”

Drake had to laugh, being asked that question while he was naked in the shower seemed like a very odd place. But on the same token, it was probably the best place in the world to answer some common questions that people had.

Most of the other women had researched Drake enough that he didn’t have to answer many questions about his past with them. He really liked it that Emily didn’t already know everything and was coming to their date with an open mind and no preconceived ideas about who Drake was.

“I grew up here in Los Angeles, nothing too fancy. Just working parents who did their best to support me and my brother.”

“You have a brother? Is he as handsome as you are?”

“He’s even better looking.”

“Should I get his number? Just in case…you know…”

Emily didn’t get a chance to finish what she was saying as Drake pressed her against the wall and covered her mouth with his. The warm water fell down around them and Emily pressed her hands up against Drake’s chest.

“No…you cannot have his number.” Drake said firmly.

Emily started to laugh. It was fun to tease Drake. She liked to see him getting a little worked up over the idea of her being with his brother.

“Are you sure? Maybe he would like to ride on the Emily Train.”

“Oh, that’s it. You’re going to get it now,” Drake teased as he turned Emily around.

His hands reached around her and played with her breasts as his body hardened with excitement. Even being as tired as he was, he couldn’t resist the feeling of their naked wet bodies pressed up against each other.

“Oh, no…I don’t want to get it,” Emily laughed.

She pressed her ass back against Drake and felt his hardness near her. Without even a second thought she bent over and put her hands onto the bench at the side of the shower. Her glorious ass up in the air, just waiting for Drake to enter her from behind.

“Anal?” he asked.

“Oh, no, I’m not ready for that yet. Let’s do doggie style.”

“Perfect.”

Drake held onto Emily’s hips and let his rock-hard member slide into her wet body. She felt his girth fill her up and the different sensation that was caused by the angle in which they were positions. Now she knew why people like to try so many different positions. It wasn’t because of the fun of trying a different position, no; it was because some positions could bring you to orgasm much quicker than other positions.

Emily felt his body thrust against just the right spot in her and she quickly started to feel the buildup of pleasure. She pressed herself hard against Drake in the hopes of feeling more and more of that pleasure throughout her body.

His hands held firmly to her hips and Drake moved slowly and firmly into her body. His strokes were seductive, mesmerizing even as he moved. Emily felt him pull back, just to the point of exiting her; but then he thrust back inside of her body. There was a rhythm to his thrusts but sometimes he went deep and sometimes he didn’t. She loved it. Emily loved every second of doggie style and thought it might be her favorite position so far.

“Harder,” Emily moaned as her body begged for more.

Drake did as he was told and thrust his pelvis harder into Emily. Within moments he felt her legs start to wiggle as her body shook with orgasm. It didn’t take long after that and Drake let his body release in its own display of excitement.

They were both exhausted. Beyond exhausted. It had been a long day and even though they had gotten to sleep the night before; both Emily and Drake couldn’t wait to get another good night of sleep.

By the time they dried off and made their way to the bedroom, Emily was preparing to say her goodbyes. It was well after midnight and her time with Drake had finished, she didn’t want to go against the rules of 24 hours so she gathered her willpower and kissed Drake goodnight.

“I’ll see you in the evening tomorrow,” she said as she got onto her tip toes and kissed Drake.

“I think you can sleep here. We didn’t even start our date until eight in the morning.”

“Well Samantha said it was midnight to midnight.”

“Let me worry about Samantha. Let’s get some sleep.”

Drake convinced Emily to climb into bed with him and they both quickly drifted off to sleep.