“Go wait in the house,” Draco directed.
“Dra—”
The look he gave me had me groaning and going inside. I didn’t go too far away in case things got tense between them. Cam’s car door slammed, and my heart raced as I waited to hear what he had to say.
“The fuck you guarding the door for like a damn dog?” Cam asked. “Move so I can talk to my cousin.”
“About what? If Matthew or this house, you need to talk to me. And I done told you before—I’m a big dog, nigga. The biggest, actually. You saying that shit don’t sway me.”
My eyes closed as I massaged my temples. No one protected me like Draco did. He was the most loyal, affectionate, confident man I knew. As aggressive as he could be, he could also be playful, and now I could add romantic to the list. He was stubborn and dedicated to doing whatever it took to take care of and protect me. I wasn’t sure why Cam and Brandon thought there was a chance they could get this house. Even if they wore me down, they’d have to go through Him.
“Look, regardless of what you think, this has nothing to do with you.”
“Everything concerning Cordova has to do with me. So wassup?”
“I’m tryna see why you told Matthew we couldn’t use the house. If she decides to sell it to us?—”
“She’s not. If that’s all you wanted, you can leave now.”
Silence.
Utter and complete silence.
Then, I heard shoes turning on concrete before Cam walked away.
He gave up easier than I expected, so I knew this wouldn’t be the end of it.
I skipped down the hall, light on my feet so my heels wouldn’t make any noise. By the time Draco joined me in my room, I was seated on the bench in front of the bed, taking my shoes off.
“Nosy ass,” he grumbled, walking toward me. “I knew you was standing by the door. You didn’t have to run.”
“How’d you know?” I asked with a smile as he lowered himself and slipped off my heels.
“I saw your shadow.”
We both laughed, but his hands on my calf muscles silenced me. He stood then used my hands to help me stand. Turning me slowly, he asked, “Can I still have you, boo?” The feel of his lips on my neck had my lips parting and eyes closing. “I must admit; I wanted us to take our time,… but if you give yourself to me, I’m definitely going to take you.”
If he was any other man I’d just had a first date with, he wouldn’t have been in my house, and we wouldn’t have even kissed. But this was Him. The man I’d known and loved for over a decade. As far as I was concerned, things weren’t moving fast enough.
“Yes, pooh. You can have me.”
Draco took his time removing the jumpsuit from my body, but by the time he made it to my underwear, his patience had started to unravel. A low yelp escaped me when he ripped my panties off with a growl. The act was so sexy it made me shiver. Pressing me against him, he unhooked my bra as he stared into my eyes.
“Last chance to back out,” he taunted, picking me up and wrapping my legs around him.
“I’m not going to.”
Draco rested my body in the center of the bed, and when he spread my legs, a quiet hum escaped him. He licked his lips before tugging the bottom one between his teeth.
“This pussy mine?”
“Y-yesss,” I moaned as he slurped my clit into his mouth. It was as if all he needed was a taste to hold him over, because he lifted himself and made his way up my body.
Our lips connected, and I cupped his cheeks. I smiled, still in a version of disbelief that made kissing my best friend feel delectably sinful. His hands were all over me, touching, squeezing, and caressing every part of me. As his large handspalmed my ass and rubbed and squeezed, Draco nibbled on my bottom lip.
He lowered himself down my body, paying attention to sensitive places that had me squirming underneath him. By the time he made it to my pussy, I was anxious for more, but I quickly realized this man was on a level I wasn’t quite prepared for.
The way he feasted on my pussy as if he hadn’t eaten a meal in days had me moaning and trembling and begging him to stop while pleading for more. Holding my wrists, he told me, “You gon’ take every swipe of my tongue like you gon’ take every stroke of my dick.”
