His firm hands palmed my breasts, taking turns massaging them as my first real orgasm crashed into me like a hurricane.
After I came down from my high, Drake wiped my cum from his mouth and crawled up my body. “Are you sure about this?”
I bobbed my head.
“Liv, I made a deal with your brother. I don’t want to give you false hope that this will be anything more than sex.”
“I understand.” Hooking my legs around his back, I rocked my hips until I felt his thick cock. “I want this, Drake. Even if it’s just this one time.”
He pressed a kiss to my lips. Soft and sweet, he sucked on my lip. “Once won’t be enough.”
“I’m yours, Drake.”
He lined himself up at my entrance, rubbing the tip along my wet slit. I mentally prepared for the initial pinch. The instant pain all girls said they felt the first time. His dick was so big even a more experienced girl would have trouble handling him.
Drake inched into me, slow and steady, taking an inch or two at a time. But even with how slow he was going, a burst of pain swelled inside me. He must have noticed because he stopped moving.
I sucked in a sharp breath.
“Relax, birthday girl.” His thumb brushed my nipple. “You’re too tense.”
“Are you in all the way?”
He shook his head. “About halfway.”
My eyes widened. “Seriously? I can feel you everywhere.”
“Give it time. Your body will adapt.” He traced slow circles on my clit but kept his eyes on me. “Stop clenching so much. Relax, baby.”
Drake pushed into me, taking his time, waiting for my body to relax. He buried his face in my neck and licked my skin.
“You’re so tight. Are you a virgin?”
“Yes.”
His eyes widened. “Liv, you should have said something.”
“Would it have made a difference?”
He nodded. “I would have made it… special. Not like this.”
“This is perfect.”
He kissed me, and this time, he started moving a little faster. Screams poured out of my mouth. And once again, my legs trembled as adrenaline flooded my body. After I came twice, my body spent from the orgasms, Drake finally let go.
“Fuck,” he grunted, his entire body shaking, and then he quickly pulled out of me, coming hard and fast on my stomach. “I didn’t… Shit. I’m sorry, Liv. I wasn’t thinking. We should have used a condom. I’m clean. I swear.”
“It’s okay, Drake. I trust you.”
He slid off the bed, his body rippling with muscles, still semi-hard. I saw something red on the tip and gasped. Blood.
My blood.
Drake put his knee on the bed and bent down to kiss me. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
He slipped into the room on the right. I heard the water turn on and off. Then, he appeared with a washcloth in his hand.
“Spread your legs,” Drake ordered as he kneeled on the bed. “Wider.” I did, and he rewarded me with, “Good girl. Stay just like this for me.”
