Shay had always been the submissive in her life. Doing what she was told and never standing up for herself. Taking whatever anyone gave her. Not anymore. She was going to be the one taking now.
Shay sat up. The move so abrupt that Drew pulled back as if slapped.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, concern evident in his eyes.
Shay pushed him back to allow her to slid off the table. “You have too many clothes on.”
“Shay no,” He grabbed both of her wrists preventing her from touching him.
“I want to touch you.” She watched his visibly shudder. He was affected by her words. He wanted her to touch him as much as she did. That only helped fuel her resolve. “I want to give you pleasure like you do me.”
“Shay,” He shook his head but she heard the want in his voice. He was trying to fight but was losing. Her face split into a grin. It was a heady feeling having this kind of control over a powerful man.
Shay tugged her hands free and got to work on the button and zipper of his jeans. He didn’t try to stop her again. His eyes just watched her. Again his face was unguarded. She could read his emotions clear as day. He wanted this as much as she did.
His cock sprang free. It was long and broad, stretching toward his belly button. The crown red and wide. A drop of cum leaked from the tip.
Shay swiped her tongue over the head. He tasted salty. She’d never given a blowjob before but she wanted to now. She understood the fundamentals of it.
Shay took her time, like he did with her. Learning what he liked. What made him shudder in her hands. She widened her jaw and shucked her teeth behind her lips so she didn’t bite him as she took him as deep as she could.
She pushed herself to the point of choking and she still couldn’t swallow all of him. Her hand gripped where her mouth couldn’t. Her throat reflexively swallowed as it struggled to fit him. Testing the endurance of her gag reflex.
Drew threw his head back and groaned a curse. His hands threated through her hair, his hand turned to a fist. He didn’t force her to move, just held on.
Shay allowed her body to take over, using his moans as a guide. Before she could get a good rhythm Drew stepped back. She wondered what she’d done wrong when Drew lifted her under her arms and threw her over his shoulder and headed toward the bedroom.
If she wasn’t thrown over his shoulder like a sack of grain, she’d find this funny.
“Put me down.” She tried to sound stern but his shoulder was pressed into her sternum and made it hard to breathe.
Drew didn’t say anything. His long legs strode down the hallway with purpose. She thought he’d take her to her room but he turned left instead of right, to his room.
The world pivoted again as she fell back and landed on the bed. Before she could mutter a protest as being tossed around Drew sprawled on top of her. His chest rubbing against hers and she forgot about what she was supposed to be angry about.
“I don’t want our first time being on the dining room table.”
Meaning he planned on doing this more than once. Shay was totally on board for that.
Shay pulled him down so their bodies were flush. Shay wrapped her legs around his waist, cradling his cock against her core.
His hips thrust forward and back, mimicking sex. His cock rubbed against her slick opening without penetrating. Shetitled her pelvis, trying to guide him in. Either Drew was still teasing her or didn’t know what he was doing.
Shay found that doubtful. The man didn’t kiss or touch like a novice which meant he was trying to drive her beyond mad. Shew as already past that point.
“Drew, please.” She begged. Her core felt empty and needy. Her heels dug into his ass cheeks trying to pull him closer.
“Tell me what you want.” He husked, not in a hurry to be inside her. If she could throttle him, she would.
“You inside me.” She panted.
“Has anyone ever been inside you before?” Shay gasped when a single digit slid inside of her. It wasn’t enough to make her orgasm, but it felt good.
“Yes,” She said in both answer to his question and the feel of him inside of her. Even if it was only a finger.
“Good,” Good? Didn’t most guys want to be territorial and be the first. Not that virgins were anything to get excited about. There was pain and blood. She remembered. It hadn’t been the best experience. “I can’t go slow.” He warned before his finger disappeared then she felt something larger prod her entrance before he thrust home.
There was a slight bit of pain from it being a long time since she’d last made love, but after a moment pleasure overrode it. It took a moment to realize he wasn’t moving.
