*
“Lily, I’m so happy you could make it.” Patricia kisses my cheek and gives me a warm hug before she lets go and kisses my forehead.
“Drake’s not being a pain is he, Hon? If he is, you go straight to me.” Patricia eyes us with a huge smile.
“Mom, Lily doesn’t feel too well. I’m about to take her upstairs and let her rest for a bit.” Drake stands a little closer to me.
“Of course, go say hi to your mom first, so she doesn’t worry. Do you need any medicine?” She doesn’t even let me respond to that before she orders Drake to tell someone in the kitchen to prepare some food for me and he can take it upstairs with him.
“I already plan on it, Mom,” Drake murmurs before walking away.
“Your mother is in the dining room with Colin and Hugh.” Patricia pauses. “You’re okay with her dating again, right? Your mom is happy. I can vouch for that.” You can see she is worried that I won’t approve of Mom’s new love life; it’s written all over her face.
“I am, Pat. I’m glad she did. She needs someone to be there for her, too. I’m actually pleased that it’s with Colin. At least we know the man already.”
Patricia looks radiant. “That is true. It’s just been too long for her. She deserves it.” Pat clears her throat and eyes me. “I don’t mean to pry… but I can’t help it. Drake can’t take his eyes off you. Please tell me that he’s trying to win you? You know there’s nothing in this world that would please me more… Drake and you together. It’s my only wish.” She looks expectant as she waits for me to speak.
Yes, Patricia. We all know it. I want to say that Drake and I are actually together, but I don’t want to get her hopes up. “All I can tell you is . . . I guess he’s trying.”
She is overjoyed. “That man . . . I keep telling him that there will be no other woman who will make him as happy as you, Lil. Every time I tell him that, he tells me to drop the subject, but I guess it did get through to him. The way my son looks at you, he won’t stop until he gets what he wants.”
“I know,” I whisper. I remember how relentless he can be and I clearly remember how he has been since I’ve succumbed to him. He’s insatiable and I love every second of it. The man knows his way around a woman’s body. I blush as I recall his antics.
Patricia and I go into the dining room and join the rest of the group. I greet Mom, Hugh and Colin. Colin is still pleasant and still looks the same since I last saw him. Which was ages ago. Patricia explains that I’m not feeling too well, but before I leave the dining room, I see her wickedly wink at me.
I meander back toward the hall and find Drake waiting for me at the stairs, leaning against the staircase. My body prickles when I get close to him. “Hi.”
“Ready?” Drake asks.
I frown. “For what?”
Drake picks me up and takes me upstairs to his old bedroom. How he manages to get there without tripping, I will never know. Once we are next to his bed, he slowly puts me down and undresses me until I only have my bra and underwear on. He then puts me in his bed and covers me with the sheets.
“You might not be hungry, but I’m going to feed you anyway,” Drake says as he takes a tray of food and places it on the side table. The smell of fresh sautéed shrimps, grilled steak and vegetables makes my mouth water. “Open your pretty little mouth, Lil.”
I glare at him. “I can feed myself.”
He shakes his head. “Nope, where’s the fun in that? Let me take care of you, Babe.”
Damn the man for being so sweet. I can’t help but say ‘yes’ every single time this side of him comes out.
So he feeds me until I’m full. Drake wants me to finish the entire raspberry topped crème brûlée, but I’m way past my limit. “I can’t . . . no more. You’ve already proved to be such a good nurse. I’m good.” I grin at him.
Drake stands up and puts the tray aside after he carefully cleans my lips of any food residue. “What now?” I look at him, expectantly.
“What do you want to do? Do you want to rest? I can get you more pain meds if you need them.” Drake sits on the bed and starts to stroke his fingers against mine.
Emboldened, I tell him, “I want your kisses. Can you make that happen?”
Drake jumps right on the bed and gets on top of me. “Thought you’d never ask,” he murmurs before he kisses me with such affection, I hopelessly burn against him.
I run my fingers through his hair, playfully pulling it. Drake groans against my lips. “Relax and sit tight while my mouth devours you.”
I yelp when Drake situates his head in between my core and bites into the flesh of my inner thigh. “You’re too playful,” I complain. I hear his light chuckle and feel his hot breath against my mound as he removes my panties.
“You have no idea . . . how playful I can be.” My fingers clutch the sheets when his tongue pierces into my wet entrance. Those were the last words he spoke to me for an hour and half.