“You are.”
“My name.”
“Drew Reynolds.”
“You’re going to give it to me?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Wow, him making her say the words, and responding to him was turning her on even more. She didn’t want him to stop, nor did she want his demands.
His tongue went back to her clit, sucking on the hard bud, and she gasped out, biting her lip. She had to keep her sounds to herself. The last thing she wanted was to be caught like this.
Glancing down, she really couldn’t believe that Drew’s head was beneath her skirt, nor that his tongue was at that moment dancing across her clit.
Get used to it.
It’s real.
The pleasure was not something she was used to, and each stroke of his tongue made her wetter, and the fire he had started only burned brighter. Her body was not her own. It belonged to him.
“I can feel you’re close. Baby, give me your cum.”
Closing her eyes, she felt that tightening in the pit of her stomach that grew even more intense as his tongue did wicked things to her pussy.
“Oh, God, Drew,” she said, moaning his name.
He tongued her clit, and the pleasure was like burning fire in her veins, too hot to even comprehend, and then she was floating away. Each pulse sent her spiraling higher than ever before. She didn’t even know it was possible to see something so magical. Drew held her up, which was a good thing seeing as she probably would have fallen if not.
When it was over and the orgasm turned into aftershocks, Drew flicked his tongue across her clit, and finally stood, putting her panties back in place and her skirt down.
He kissed her again, and this time, she tasted herself. “That is how sweet you are, and I intend to spend a great deal of time licking your pussy.”
Drew spoke after the kiss, and she didn’t know what to do.
“Drew, Raven, are you there?” Brice said.
“We’re here.”
“Cathy and I are heading out. We just wanted you to know.”
Crap.
“You can’t. Cathy is my ride.”
“Drew offered to give you a ride home. We took his truck, and Cathy is mine.”
“Night, sweetie. See you tomorrow,” Cathy said.
She heard them walk away and glared at Drew. “You planned this.”
“Perfectly. Not bad for some dumb-ass rancher, huh?”
“I’ve never called you dumb.”
Raven had never thought of him as dumb either. Dumb and Drew didn’t go in the same sentence for her.
He took her hand, and he walked toward the truck. “I know you haven’t. It’s just a thing. Ignore it.”