Chapter Seven
Camila felt suddenly anxious. She didn’t mind when he fucked her hard.
She actually loved it. But he knew she was able to deal with maybe two orgasms at a time.
Any more than that, and she felt herself shatter, and it always took her a long time to regain control and the strength to move.
She knew he’d take care of her, but it still always made her uncomfortable.
Her pulse faltered when she watched his smile grow more menacing. She pushed away from the side and swam as fast as she could to the stairs. She heard a splash, then felt a hand grab onto her ankle and pull her slowly back against him.
Drake pinned her back to his chest, and one of his hands cupped her breast while the other slid down and parted her legs enough to allow him to get to where he wanted to be.
“Were you running from me, little sub?” he asked against the back of her head.
Her eyes fluttered shut when he thrust a finger into her cunt. She relaxed against him as the sensations built inside of her, taking away her thoughts.
“Answer me,” he demanded.
She blinked her eyes and then nodded.
“You know I’d never hurt you.”
“I know. It’s just uncomfortable for me to lose every part of myself, and the more orgasms you give me, the more I feel like I have no control. It scares me sometimes.”
“But, love, you don’t need control. You just need to give yourself over to your master. Every part of you is mine, right?”
She nodded. “Y-yes.”
“Good. Let me make you feel good. I’ll take care of you in every way,” he said.
She hadn’t realized how tense she was until she relaxed.
“Good girl.” He started thrusting his finger in and out of her cunt as he walked them over to the side of the pool, where he set the towels.
“I’m going to lift you so you’re on your stomach and lay you on the warm concrete. I need to ensure you’re prepared for what I require from you tonight. I think you actually need it more. You need to feel as close to me as you can get, and letting me into your ass does that.”
He easily lifted her and then gently placed her face down on the hard surface, keeping her legs submerged in the water.
She felt him kiss her back, hips, and butt cheeks as he ran his hands over her. A shiver ran down her spine when she felt him pull apart her butt cheeks, and then he worked one of his fingers into her tight hole.
“Fuck, you’re always so tight,” he murmured. He reached for the lube and squirted some on his fingers before working two and then three fingers into her.
Her hands gripped the towel she lay on as her stomach tightened painfully with need. She knew better than to beg, but she desperately needed him inside of her.
“I think you’re ready,” he said, lifted her again, and let her slide into the water, but kept her pressed up against the side. “Hold onto the edge, love.”
She did what she was told and then gasped when she felt the head of his cock push against the opening to her ass and then slowly slip inside. There was a bit of resistance at first, but he pushed past it. She didn’t take a deep breath until he’d bottomed out.
Camila felt Drake press his lips against the back of her head.
“Jesus, I can’t get enough of you,” he growled.
“I ... I hope not.”
“Now, I’m going to ride you hard,” he said.
She didn’t have time to respond before he started thrusting. There was no slow buildup. He took her hard and fast, and she could feel the first orgasm come.
“There you go. Come for me, love.”
Camila screamed against the back of her hands as she convulsed with the intense sexual carnality he gave her.
He didn’t let her come down. He kept up the pace but also reached around and cupped one of her breasts. When his fingers started to tighten on the hard tit, the next orgasm hit quickly, startling her.
“That’s my girl. Let’s go for another,” Drake said.
“Drake ... Master,” she cried out.
“You’ll do it for me.”
She nodded. She would do anything for him.
As he continued to thrust, she felt his hand slide down the front of her and then between her legs, and then one finger started to flick her swollen clit. It was already so sensitive, but she knew he wouldn’t stop.
“I feel you start to tighten on me,” he said. “I’m going to come with you this time, love. Now, let yourself go.”
She didn’t have a choice. Her body had already submitted everything to him. She just had to hold on and brace for the explosion to come.
Her fingernails scraped against the concrete, and she pressed her face against her arm as he drove his cock in and out of her.
A scream lodged in her throat as excruciating, jagged waves of desire hit her. He kept fucking her, and then finally she heard a deep, harsh groan come from him, and then she could feel his cum fill her ass.
She just hung there as her chest heaved, and her thoughts were splintered.
Camila was vaguely aware as he pulled out of her after a few minutes. Fortunately, he never let go of her because she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold herself up and sink.
“How are you doing, love?”
She opened and closed her mouth a few times before she just nodded.
Drake chuckled and turned her in his arms, giving her a sweet kiss. “Let’s get you ou—”
Camila and Drake both stiffened when the door to the pool opened. She wanted to scream when she saw her sisters walk in with towels around their torsos. She could tell they were naked under them.
Camila pressed her face against his chest when the other women noticed them.
“Oh,” Aubrey said, and a huge smile spread across her face. “We were going to get in the hot tub, but I think we’ll join you.”
Drake growled when they both tore off their towels and stood there naked, trying to pose seductively. “Stop.”
“Aw, come on. My sister and I can make you feel so good,” Penelope said, ignoring the fact that Camila was in his arms.
“You couldn’t pay me a million dollars to touch either of you. Now, pick up your fucking towels and get back to your room,” Drake said.
Neither woman moved.
Camila jumped when Drake whistled loudly. Before the sound stopped echoing, the door opened, and two of their security team members walked in.
They must have seen the surprise in Drake’s face.
“We followed them,” Cole said. “We waited for your signal outside the doors.”
“Good men,” Drake said. “Take these two ... whores to their room and have someone stay in the hallway. I don’t want them out until morning.”
“You got it, boss.”
The two men walked over, gripped the arms of each woman, and dragged them out of the room.
Camila almost smiled at the screeches of wanting their towels, coming out of their mouths. She smiled at Drake. She was pleased when she noticed her husband didn’t look at them after telling them to stop.
“How are you doing, love?”
She lay her head on his chest and hugged him tightly. “I’m okay.
“They’re leaving tomorrow,” Drake said. “I can’t stand to have them in our home and around you.”
She nodded. “I agree. I want them to be gone, too, and I never want to see them again. I regret letting them come here.”
Drake rubbed her back. “Let’s get up to our room. We’ll shower and then cuddle. How does that sound?”
“Wonderful.”
He helped her out of the pool and into one of the robes they kept in the bathroom. He donned his own and then wrapped an arm around her waist, leading her up the back stairs to their bedroom.
Within thirty minutes, they were in bed, and he was wrapped around her. His grip was tight, but she didn’t complain. She needed to feel the security she only found in his arms.