His hands slipped lower, trailing across her torso, angling toward the juncture of her thighs and the tuft of hair covering her sex.
He cupped her and slid a finger into her channel, swirling around and around until she placed her hand over his and pressed more fingers into her channel. “I. Want. You.”
“Soon,” he promised.
She shook her head. “No. Now.”
He chuckled, bent and scooped her up by the backs of her thighs and wrapped her legs around his waist.
His cock pressed against her entrance, yet he hesitated. “Damn.”
“What?” She squirmed, trying to sink lower, desperate for him to enter her, fill her and make love to her.
“The protection is in the other room.”
She moaned and pressed her breasts against his chest. Then she reached around him and turned off the shower. “Towel.”
He grabbed a towel from the rack, set her on her feet and dried every inch of her body, lingering on her breasts and her sex. When he was done, she took a dry towel and swept it over his body, drying everything from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. When she was done, she took his hand, led him into the bedroom and stood beside the bed.
She leaned up on her toes and touched her lips to his.
He responded by wrapping his arms around her and crushing her body to his.
Cassie laced her fingers behind his neck, snuggled even closer and pressed the length of her naked body against his. Curling her calf behind his leg, she rubbed her sex across his thigh.
He growled deep in his chest. “I won’t last much longer if you keep doing that.”
“No holding back, baby,” she said.
“I want you to go first,” he whispered against her ear, sending shivers across her skin.
He scooped her up and laid her across the bed.
For a moment, he stood back, his gaze sweeping the length of her. “You’re beautiful,” he said.
She blushed. “I’ve never seen myself that way.”
“I’m seeing you. You’re beautiful, and I’m going to make you lose yourself.”
A smile spread across her face. “Is that a challenge or a promise?”
“Both.” He crawled over her and started his campaign with an assault of kisses, beginning with her mouth and spreading south to the swells of her breasts.
After tasting, touching and teasing each nipple until Cassie was squirming against the mattress, Drake moved lower, pressing his lips to each rib on his trek southward to the fluff of hair covering her lady bits.
With his thumbs, he parted her folds and touched her clit with the tip of his tongue.
She gasped and reached for his hair, weaving her fingers through his thick curls. What he inspired sent her soaring.
When he tongued her again, her breath caught and held.
Settling into his task, he focused on that nerve-packed flesh, touching, flicking and swirling until Cassie flew over the edge.
Her body pulsed with the force of her release, sending wave after wave of sensations throughout her body. She rode the orgasm for as long as she could. At last, she sank back to earth, her body still humming with her release.
Cassie collapsed against the mattress. But she wasn’t done. She still had a void to be filled, and only Drake could do that.
She grabbed his hair and tugged gently.