“Lie down,” he instructs, guiding me toward the bed.
I fall backward onto the bed, and yelp as my shoulder blade hits something hard.
“What’s wrong?” Drew asks as I roll to the side. “Oh, shit, I’m sorry, Ally.” He picks something up off the bed and sets it on the floor with a thud.
“What was that?” I ask.
“Laptop. You okay?”
“Fine, I think,” I say. “Is your laptop okay?”
“Fuck the laptop,” he mutters. “You sure you’re all right?”
“Well, I should probably see a doctor to be sure.”
He frowns. “Where does it hurt?”
“Everywhere,” I tell him with a grin. “You’ll have to examine me all over.”
I watch his expression change as he realizes I’m teasing him. “You’re wicked, that’s what you are,” he says. “You’re okay, really?”
I nod. “I’m fine. But I still expect a thorough exam.”
Drew chuckles as he stretches out next to me, and I’m relieved the laptop mishap doesn’t seem to have killed the mood. If anything, it seems to have relaxed him. He drops his head to my breast and takes my nipple in his mouth, alternately sucking and teasing it with his teeth. It’s the perfect amount of suction, and heat pools between my legs.
And as though Drew senses what I need, he trails a hand down my belly, pausing at the waistband of my pajama shorts.
“Yes,” I say impatiently. “Please.”
He lifts his face from my chest so he can look me in the eye as he slips his hand under the waistband of my shorts. I can tell the second he realizes I’m not wearing panties, and he groans.
“You feel so good,” he mutters, as his fingers trail lower. “Fuck, Ally, you’re soaking wet.”
I can’t reply; I can’t focus on anything beyond the fact that he’s found my clit. His clever fingers start to massage, and I whimper with need.
“Right there?” he asks, increasing the pressure.
“Yes. There. Yes,oh please?—”
A knot of hot tension grows in my lower belly. Drew keeps his thumb on my clit and slips a finger inside me, and I start to jerk my hips against him. He adds a second finger, long and deep, and it’s too much.
I close my eyes as sensation takes over. The knot of pleasure tightens, until I think it’s going to consume me. It’s not enough, it’stoo much, and I cry out as I come apart.
When I open my eyes, Drew’s staring at me like I’ve achieved something remarkable.
“You’re amazing,” he murmurs.
“Mmmm,” I say inarticulately.
He pulls his fingers out of me and slowly licks them clean. “And delicious.”
“Mmmm.”
Drew puts his arm around me and stretches out next to me, and I feel his erection nudge my hip.
“Your turn,” I say softly.
His breath hitches. “You sure?”
