Chapter 186

Standing next to her bed completely undressed with an equally nude Drake in front of her, Kit’s heart was beating out of her chest. It was apparent with his clothes on that he was chiseled, but she’d had no idea just how rippled his chest was. His thighs were pure muscle, and Kit imagined he could crush a melon by squeezing it between them. His skin was smooth and buttery, and when he kissed her, his lips were warm and soft.

He was nervous, though he was trying to hide it. She’d taken the lead to get him to this point, but she had a feeling he would come to life once she led him to the bed. She ran her palm across his chest and then slid it up to the back of his neck, pulling his head down so she could reach his lips. His cock was hard, and the immense length prevented her from getting too close until he reached down and lifted it out of the way. She leaned into him, his arms coming around her so that his fingertips trailed down her spine and across her bottom. The feel of his thick manhood pressing against her belly sent her reeling, and the wetness between her legs let her know her body was just as ready as her mind to take on this new endeavor.

Kit took a step backward, pulling him along with her lips as her tongue flickered against his. He followed, and when she reached the mattress, she sat, sliding back, Drake coming along with her, climbing between her spread legs on his knees.

His hands traced the sensitive skin on her hips, down to the insides of her thighs, leaving Kit murmuring her approval. The release of her lips was disappointing until he took her nipple in his mouth. Each suck, lick, nibble, had her back arching. Her hands went around to the back of his head as she pressed him down for more.

His fingers grazed her thigh, circling ever closer to her entrance. Kit considered reaching down for his wrist, ending the teasing, but when she thought she couldn’t handle it anymore, he slid one of his thick fingers inside of her. With just one, he had her crying out as he darted in and out, flicking across her most sensitive area with his thumb.

A line of kisses heated her stomach and her hips as he worked his way down. Kit ran her fingertips through his short black hair, longing to feel his tongue inside of her. When he drove it in, he did not disappoint. She shouted his name as he lifted her bottom off of the bed to have better access to her, forcing Kit’s legs even further apart. She wanted to open completely for him, to give him everything. Her hands lingered on her breasts, her mind foggy as wave after wave of pleasure overcame her. Drake was taking her to places she’d never known, places she never wanted to leave.

Kit cried out in ecstasy for several minutes before Drake finally removed his tongue from inside of her. But he wasn’t finished. He licked her nub several times, sending aftershocks throughout her body and then began to suck gently, his hands massaging her bottom and the insides of her thighs. Kit reached for him, grasping his hair and moaning his name.

She came again. It was quicker this time, perhaps more violent in a way as her body began to shudder beneath his lips. Drake kissed her tenderly and then lifted his head to look at her, Kit’s fingertips dragging down his face to rest on his shoulders.

“Did you enjoy that, my princess?”

Her voice was lost somewhere in the moans that had escaped her. All she could do was smile. Drake’s laugh was a hearty rumble. “Are you too tired to continue, or shall we go on?”

The thought of him ending there was enough to help her find her voice. “No, I want you.” She leaned up on her elbows so she could see him better. “I want you inside of me.”

Drake fingered his massive member. There were others who might’ve been as large as him, but he would certainly fill her up. “All of me?” he teased.

“All of you,” she nodded. His smile widened.

Without getting up, Drake stretched to grab a sheath and the special lubrication out of the top drawer of the nightstand. Kit grasped his cock in her hand, and his laugh morphed into a grunt. She slid her palm up and down the surface, tracing a fingertip through the white liquid on the tip. He paused with the sheath in his hand at the ready, letting her continue to play for a moment, enjoying each second.

No longer able to wait, Kit let go, and Drake had the sheath on in a moment. He leaned down to kiss her, and Kit relished the feel of his broad tongue in her mouth again. His lips left hers to find her neck and each breast before he leaned up slightly, balancing on one arm, to reach down and spread her legs further apart again.

The tip of his member brushed against her opening, and Kit whimpered in anticipation. Drake chuckled, clearly enjoying her reaction to his teasing. He moved himself back and forth again a few times, and Kit slid her hand down his back as far as she could reach, pressing into the muscle, begging him to enter her.

When he did, it was one swift movement that made Kit’s breath catch in her throat. She wasn’t even sure he was completely in; she felt herself stretch to consume him, and the weight of his body on top of her was comforting. His hand grasped her buttock, and as he began to pull out and thrust back in again, he moved her along with him. After a few more rocks of his hips, she was certain he was inside of her up to the hilt. She couldn’t possible contain any more. He had filled her up entirely. Every surface of her was alive with the touch of his skin, the friction and heat from his powerful thrusts awakening parts of her she’d never felt before.

His aim was expert. It only took a few rocks of his hips to locate her most sensitive area, and Drake pressed into it hard with each movement. Kit closed her eyes and tried to slow her breathing, but she was panting, crying out, gasping and shouting his name.

Her body felt as if it were on fire, and once again, he quickly had her at her brink. She arched her back and called out the name of every goddess she could think of. It seemed like she was there for hours, until her voice grew hoarse and her lungs were no longer able to hold air. Finally, Drake grunted, shouted her name, and collapsed on the bed beside her.

Kit lay there staring at the ceiling for a long time, her entire body tingling. The pounding in her chest subsided eventually, and when she finally turned her head, Drake was on his side, looking intently at her. She smiled at him, and he seemed to relax. “That was... unexpected.”

“In a good way?” he asked, still unsure of himself.

“Oh, yes. It’s not even that I would’ve thought you incapable. It’s just that, I’ve been with so many men in the past few years. I wouldn’t have thought anything could take me so completely by surprise. But you have.” She reached over and caressed his cheek before dropping her hand back to her chest like a deadweight.

Drake continued to beam at her as he pulled the blankets down from beneath her and overtop of her. Kit returned the smile but was too tired to keep her eyes open much longer. She rolled onto her side and fell asleep before she even confirmed that Drake knew he was welcome to stay with her for the rest of the night.