my gag reflex, causing tears to rise to my eyes. His grip tightened in my hair as my tongue kept lapping at him, my body trying desperately to bring him the release he sought.
“Do you wanna taste me, Delia?” he asked.
I nodded against his cock, not knowing where the desire was coming from as his hips reared off the bed.
He grunted as his legs pulled taut. His hand curled deep into my hair as his nails scratched against my scalp. I could feel his cock pulsing against my teeth, growing bigger as hot threads of cum pumped into my mouth. I gagged at the texture as I forced myself to swallow him down, drinking every drop of him as he collapsed back onto the bed.
He was heaving with exhaustion as a light sheen of sweat gathered on his chest.
His hand pulled my mouth from his cock with a pop as I sucked in a large breath of air. My jaw was quivering, but the glassy look in Drake’s eyes put a smile on my face. He had this goofy, lopsided little smile and he looked relaxed.
For the first since I had met him, he actually look relaxed.
CHAPTER 15
Drake
I could still taste her on my lips when I woke up the next morning. The sunlight was streaming through the small window on the bus and I could feel her pressed against me. She was asleep on the bed and rolled away from me, the covers all wrapped up around her body. But now I knew what she looked like underneath those covers. I knew what she tasted like when she lost control. I knew what she looked like giving herself over to me, and I was ready to have her again. I couldn't deny that I was attracted to her physically, but it was more than that. Everything about her drove me crazy, made me feel like a brand-new man. She made me want to be better, and no one since Shannon had ever managed to do that.
I was ready to take her virginity and make her mine.
It hadn’t taken long for her to fall into what we were doing. The blow job she’d given me last night had taken me to heights no experienced woman had ever gotten me. The innocence in her eyes and the eagerness she had to please me was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
Now, I wanted to feel her tight pussy around my cock.
I reached over and rubbed her back as she started to stir. She stretched and groaned, her limbs reaching out as her back arched into the morning sun. Her ass rose in the air and it tugged at my cock, my hand reaching out to give it a little squeeze.
Delia turned and looked at me, her sleepy eyes slowly coming alive.
Oh, the things I wanted to do to her body.
I was so fucking glad I’d left my bag on the damn bus. I would’ve missed this entire encounter had I not come back. Her wet body writhing against mine. The taste of her coming on my lips. The way she followed my every instruction as I taught her how to suck my cock.
“What are you looking at?” Delia asked.
” “You,” I said. “I’m looking at you.”
Pulling the blanket away from her shoulder, I kissed it as she sighed. Her head descended back into the pillow as she arched into my touch, my hand caressing her spine. I took that as an invitation to get cozy and pressed my chest against her body, feeling her turn into me as I pulled her closer.
My lips descended onto her breast, feeling her rolling into me as her fingers ran through my hair.
I kissed up her neck, raking my teeth against her skin as she gasped. My lips found the shell of her ear as she shuddered, my hands exploring her body. My fingertips parted her folds, finding her already wet for me as I chuckled in her ear. She gasped at the warmth and I watched goosebumps trickle down her skin as I slowly slipped a finger into her.
And fuck, she was tight.
“Drake,” she said breathlessly.
“If you thought last night was good,” I said, into her ear, “just wait until my cock slides into you. Slowly. Torturously. Every inch filling you full for the first time in your life.”
I slid another finger in and stretched her, scissoring them and readying her body with her own juices.
“My skin brushing against yours. Our bodies writhing together in ecstasy. Toe-curling orgasms as I take you in positions you’ve only seen in your dreams.”
I heard her draw in a shuddering breath as she bucked her hips into my hand.
“My lips nipping at your breasts as my cock dives into your warmth. Your legs growing weak as I pin your wrists to the bed. My stubble raking across your skin.”
I rubbed her shoulder with my morning stubble and she moaned into my ear.