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the hardening nub, hard. She jerked
up, nearly dislodging him. He growled something low in his throat, his other
hand clasping her left hip as if to hold her hostage. As if he wanted to make
sure she wouldn’t move away.
    She nearly snorted at the thought. She wasn’t
planning on going anywhere! Not when one agile finger was slowly sliding inside
her, testing her readiness, pumping once or twice before withdrawing. She
opened her mouth to complain, but he was already there.
    The head of his cock breached her entrance,
the unfamiliar pressure a reminder she hadn’t done this in a long, long while.
A muffled groan escaped her, but Drake didn’t hear, or maybe he just didn’t
care. He kept on pushing, her walls stretching to let him through. “Oh God,”
she couldn’t help but mumble. She wasn’t sure it was going to fit, but it did…
It did. It felt odd, strangely joyous to have that massive cock inside her. He
retreated and did it all over again, and this time pleasure was there too.
    He wasn’t careful or slow. He didn’t take his
time acclimating her to his love-making. He just took what he wanted, and yet
she didn’t mind. Heat was already swirling inside her, heat that had been
simmering for days now. Her body couldn’t be denied, not again. Her muscles
bunched, her hands tightened. Her breasts begged to be touched, but there was
no time. Drake’s hands were hard on her hips as he fucked her to heaven and
back. With short, sharp thrusts, he took her, the movements making the head of
his cock bump into her spot. All too soon she was shouting, her pussy
tightening around his pounding length. He swore behind her but didn’t let go,
instead his hold tightened even more. She lay, exhausted, on the desk as he
gave one last push and came in thick bursts inside her.
     
    * * * *
     
    Drake drew back and looked down. His come and
her juices, mingled together, slid down her inner thigh, the trail of white
stark against her golden skin. He stared at the evidence of his forgetfulness,
and yet, he wasn’t worried. He should have cared that he hadn’t used
protection. He should have cared, but he didn’t. And that was probably due to
the fact that her legs were still wide open, her pussy beckoning to him in a
red, moist invitation. His dick twitched. That was all it took for him to grab
her and pull her up. She swayed on her feet, her hair hiding her face. He knelt
before her and took her boots off. The rest of her clothes quickly followed
until he was once more standing in front of her, his hands on the hem of her
sweater.
    He tugged on it and once it was off, threw
the offending garment behind him. He did the same to her shirt, only pausing
when she was down to her bra. He noticed the goosebumps decorating her skin,
but he didn’t hurry. His gaze drew down, then up again, taking in the body that
had made him feel so good. The body that was so different, so unlike any he had
ever had before.
    Her skin was a caramel color, her hair and
the thatch of curls between her legs a dark, unruly brown. Her breasts were
heavy, and as he opened the front clasp of her bra, they came down to settle on
her chest. His breath hitched at the sight of the painfully puckered nipples
he’d uncovered. They were dark and large, and fuck were they inviting!
    His right hand palmed one breast, lifting it
to his waiting lips. He licked at the soft flesh until she was moaning out
loud. Then, he switched to the other one and did it all over again. He opened
his mouth and sucked on the nipple, taking long, slow pulls just to see what
she would do, how she would react.
    She didn’t disappoint…
     
    * * * *
     
    Jessica grabbed the back of his head. He was
busy playing with her nipples, tonguing them and sucking them until she felt
ready to self-combust. No one had ever paid that much attention to her breasts
before. Usually, men just pawed at them, hurting more than giving her pleasure.
But Drake looked like he knew what he was doing. Oh