He set me down gently and knelt on the floor, taking off my boots before sliding his hands up my legs. He grasped my leggings and drew them down, retracing his steps for my underwear. When they were gone as well, I was spread open, glistening in front of him. He stood and tugged his shirt over his head, tossing it on the floor.
And there are the famous tattoos.
He didn’t waste any time, kicking off his shoes and shucking off his pants.
Commando, yep. And wow. Large.
He leaned over me, and the tip of his erection grazed my thigh. “One more thing.” He pulled my shirt over my head and made quick work of my bra.
And then he was on me.
He held his weight up on one elbow while he placed a trail of kisses over my collarbone, across my breast, and back to my nipple. There, he sucked on one while he toyed with the other. I squirmed, aiming for contact in the middle. His tip moved over my most sensitive spot, and I was so close to exploding, I had to bite down on my tongue.
His free hand left my nipple to move down and trace my wetness before he slipped a finger inside. His mouth moved to my other nipple, laving and loving.
My hands ran down his back while my eyes wandered his chest. A scorpion lay over his heart, a snake ran the length of his abs, and a crest covered his left pec.
I brought one hand to his chest and traced the scorpion. “That’s pretty evil,” I said on a moan as he slipped another finger inside me.
“It was there to protect my heart from the ill intentions of my family,” he mumbled. “More on that later.”
His lips wrapped around my nipple and his fingers swirled on my most sensitive spot, and that was it. I exploded. My eyes finally snapped closed in ecstasy, Drew the only word in my language.
He caressed me through the wave, slowing when I slowed, reading my body like a court in a doubles game.
“All that from just my hand ... Wonder what will happen when I get to use my mouth?” He chuckled as he shifted, running his length against my quivering heat.
“How about you finally get inside me?”
“Ready?” His voice was hoarse, his eyes mere slits, filled with passion and heat.
When I nodded, he reached to the nightstand and grabbed protection, tearing the package open with his teeth.
“King Drew.” As I taunted him, he continued to tease me, rubbing himself along me, but never entering.
“Yes, Miss Juliette?”
“I want you.”
“Then you shall have me.”
He entered me with one push, long and deep, sucking in a breath before withdrawing and settling into an easy pace with languid thrusts.
I hooked a leg on his hip and he sped up, each time a little faster and harder, hitting just the spot. Like a fool in love, I went off again. I felt myself tightening around him and then he was with me, groaning and emptying into the condom.
Drew
Ilifted her up and snatched back the covers, drawing them over us before plopping down and pulling her against me.
Snatching my cell phone off the nightstand, I asked her, “Pizza? That’s about all we get out here, and it takes a while.”
“Sounds good. I’m a vegetarian, though.”
“No prob. One Meat Lovers Supreme coming up.”
My hand drifted down and pinched her butt. It felt natural and familiar, this lying here with her. But it wasn’t.
I murmured our order to the teen on the line and went back to cuddling with Jules.
