Chapter 31
Iwasn”t surprised that she had reached out to me again. I knew I wasn’t insane. There was something here, and whatever the fuck it was, I knew that it haunted her the same way that it haunted me. However, where I was willing to explore it, she was terrified. I understood her reservations, as she had explained it to me. However, I truly didn”t give a fuck. It kept me in a bad mood, and so when she came into the room, I wasn”t particularly excited to see her. The masseuse kept on with her work, not missing even a beat while silence continued.
I waited, refusing to say a word and giving her free rein to say whatever she wanted. Eventually, though, and when the silence had gone on long enough to irritate me at her lack of a response, I turned to face her. What I met was a sworn gaze glued on the masseuse”s hands and how they worked into my skin. She was massaging my shoulders down the arc toward my ass, and this sight, for some reason, completely captured Evelyn’s attention.
She started then at my attention and met my gaze; however, she seemed a bit dazed and wide-eyed.
I looked at the masseuse then and issued out the instruction.
“Can you give us a bit of privacy?” I asked, and she nodded.
“Yes, Sir, I”ll be waiting outside. Just let me know when you want me to come in.”
“Okay,” I replied, and she sent a smile as well to Evelyn before heading out. I waited until she had shut the door, and then I laid back down and shut my eyes. My face was turned away from Evelyn, but I was hoping it would give her the confidence to say whatever she wanted to without holding back. However, once again, she remained quiet.
My patience ran thin.
”Please leave if you don”t have anything to say,” I said, and she immediately reacted.
”I do,” she said, ”I mean, I”m sorry, I”m just a bit…”
She didn’t completely finish the sentence, but I was immensely curious about what she had been about to say.
”You’re just what?” I asked, and to my surprise, this time around she replied.
”I, uh… you… I’m incredibly interested in what you proposed.”
I was almost amused at her, but instead, all I could do was sigh.
”I know I explained to you what was holding me back and why I was hesitating, so I wanted to seek your opinion on the course of action to take.”
She stopped then, and I knew that it was because she wanted my full attention and focus on her. So, I turned until I was facing her. My towel, however, and off-course, fell off, exposing me, but I didn”t care. We’d fucked each other mindless before, so there was no scandal. As I stared at her gorgeous and stubborn self, however, I couldn’t help but be amazed at how untouchable she still felt. More like a gorgeous illusion than a really actually breathing woman that I had already thoroughly fucked and couldn’t get enough of.
Once again, I understood that very little of any of this made sense.
”What opinion?” I asked. ”What”s your question?”
She couldn’t quite meet my gaze, which was a bit amusing to me, so I rose to my feet, taking the towel along with me. I wrapped it around my waist, and then I headed over to the armchair by the corner to take my seat.
She watched me, and then she eventually spoke.
“I think it”s best I tell Aurora first. To see what she thinks about this. This is the major mental block what”s holding me back, and so I—” she stopped then, and it soon became apparent that it was because of the way my expression darkened at her words.
”You’re,” I stared at her because I couldn’t believe her words. “You”re asking me to take permission first from Aurora before we can fuck?” I asked. For a few seconds, she went quiet as she hopefully contemplated what she was asking, and then, to my shock, she nodded.
I couldn’t believe it, but at the same time, I realized that I liked her even more. This more than anything revealed her innocence and honesty, and fuck, it did something to my heart once again. But it was also quite foolish and amateurish.
”No,” I replied, ”I”m not going to inform and seek approval for my sex life from my younger sister.”
She stared at me, and truly I remained patient, enjoying this contention because it was almost hard to believe that it existed. It made me want to understand more about her. I wondered now how she handled other aspects of her life. She was not shrewd whatsoever, and it amazed me.
”Are you rich? By any chance?” I asked.
She seemed taken aback by the question, and then she fronted.
”I do okay,” she replied.
”Well enough to not give a damn that I am incredibly wealthy and probably worth every perceived risk?”
She stared at me. However, I truly was curious because I had come across too many women who had been ready to, for this very fact, throw whatever else caution remained to the wind.
It was what I expected, what was normal, but then here this dork was, and she was only concerned about being considerate of my sister. Fuck.
”Yes,” she replied, and I was a bit startled.
”Yes, you do okay enough to not give a damn about my money?” I asked, and she nodded.
”Yes.”
I had a feeling as my gaze went down her body that this wasn”t true, but it wasn”t a point to argue about, so I continued on with my conversation.
”This shouldn”t even be a topic of conversation,” I told her. ”I can fuck whoever I want. I want to assume you can as well and keep things a secret. I mean, this will only be a few days, so why contemplate it?”
”You and Aurora as well? Were you two friends even before this? Isn”t your relationship with her a client and professional relationship?”
She was stumped at this question, and I fucking understood her. I rose to my feet then and approached her. She, however, took several steps back until eventually she connected with the table. I didn’t stop. Not until my body was pressed against hers, and I was staring deep into her eyes. I was so fucking hard now, and I knew that she could feel every bit of it.
”Can you keep a secret?” I asked.
She swallowed, and then when she saw that I was going to wait till she responded, she nodded.
”Then keep this,” I told her.
I leaned down then and took her lips in mine, soft, slow, and sweet. By the time we broke away, my heart was thundering against my chest. I stared into her gorgeous, huge hazel eyes and knew that this woman would be hard to get out of my mind or forget at the end of all of this.
“It”s too late,” she squeaked, and I cocked my head, wondering what she was referring to.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Victoria already knows,” she said.
“She wouldn’t dare speak,” I replied, however, she didn”t seem convinced.
I kissed her again because I didn”t give a fuck about Victoria, and frankly, I didn”t give a fuck either about who knew, but I did care that her worries were allayed so that she could be as free as I needed her to be. I wanted her to thoroughly enjoy this, just as I knew that I would as well.
I started to lean down once again to kiss her; however, she stopped me.
I loved the way she looked at me as though she was completely weak and, in this moment, just a bit helpless. At other times, she seemed so serious and focused on her work. But now, there was no doubt in my mind that she was completely under my thumb.
“This is your fault,” she cried, and I was surprised.
“What?” I asked, amused, and couldn’t help but notice just how low our voices were. I loved this, I realized. It felt more than anything that she was a lover I had known for years. There were no prying eyes; the room was warm and intimate; it smelled heavenly; she looked divine… I wanted to savor this somehow, to get used to it.
“I don’t want to interfere,” she began, and I immediately knew where she was going with this.
“If you don’t want to interfere, then don’t,” I told her, and she stopped.
“You really can”t just let her have the wedding she wants?” she asked, and I stared down at her.
“There’s more to the story.”
She watched me, her hands softly splaying to spread against my chest.
And then she nodded.
“Okay,” she said. “Secret.”
“Secret,” I agreed and kissed her once again. The purse she had hanging over her shoulder fell to the ground, and I knew then that she was completely in my hands. She had weakened, body and mind, and I was going to enjoy every fucking moment of it.
She had on a simple and almost skimpy white tank top, and this was incredibly easy to take off. After pulling it over her head, I flung the fabric away, allowing me the exquisite view of her full breasts. Her bra was lacy and gorgeous but most importantly her breasts lay so beautifully within that I nearly couldn’t look away. I wanted to spend hours putting them in my mouth and sucking until she cried. However, today and knowing that we had limited time as always, I cupped them in my hands and began to knead. Needing more access, I resumed kissing her as my hands went behind to unhook the bra. She spilled out, and my lips moved down her neck. She smelled heavenly, courtesy of the massage she had finished as well, and I couldn”t get enough. I tasted her skin all the way down her flushed chest till I got to her breasts.
Her nipples were the most beautiful shade of pink, and I wasted no time in pulling them into my mouth. I rolled the hardened peaks in my mouth and sucked, and she responded by throwing her head back. She was slightly gasping for air as she held on to my head, and I loved just how possessive it felt.
She reacted in a way that made me more turned on than ever, and it took all of my willpower to control myself. I wasn”t quite sure when my towel came off, but soon enough I was lifting her onto the surface, and the cotton was falling down my hips and puddling on the ground around my feet.
She loved it. She couldn’t look away from my hardened and now exposed cock as it straightened against the table. However, when she reached out to touch it, I stopped her.
“The massage from earlier,” I told her. “I want to complete it.”
She smiled at this, and then she nodded in excitement. God, she was so fucking sexy. I couldn’t stop looking at her. The way her gorgeous slightly damp hair framed her face, her soft pink lips, her gorgeous skin. I leaned forward once again to kiss her simply because I couldn”t resist and took advantage.
I pulled away, but my cock was in her hands. She leaned forward, and in the next moment, the pulsing head was in her mouth.
It was my turn to lose my breath, and even though I didn”t want to be distracted by her eyes, I immediately shut mine. I savored the heat and the pleasure that arrowed to my crotch at the feel of her heated wet mouth fluttering over. I was already leaking, and she took me deeper. Then, as if she couldn’t get enough, she began to suck, her head bobbing, and I loved watching her. I wished I could take a picture to physically keep this moment forever; however, I mentally took the image and enjoyed it. When, however, I could feel my entire body beginning to prickle dangerously with the pleasure warning me that I was on the verge of losing control, I pulled away. She was so reluctant that her hands followed, nearly causing her to fall off the bed, but I quickly righted her, and then I kissed her once again.
She soon quieted down, and then she looked at me with huge, gorgeous eyes.
“Why?” she complained, and I lifted her once again onto the surface.
“I have a compulsive need to finish the things I started,” I told her, and her breathing seemed to catch in her throat once again. She had on a mini leather skirt, which I unfastened the button of. In no time, I was pulling it down her legs, and before me was her dark lace underwear.
Earlier on, she had had nothing on and had been absolutely soaking wet.
I’d wanted nothing but to lean forward and taste her, but those intentions had been derailed. Now, however, as I looked at her, I could barely wait. However, I wanted to make this as torturous as possible for her, so I didn’t take her underwear off just yet.
Holding her thighs apart, I licked the pad of my tongue down her cleft, loving that I could still taste her through the soaked fabric. I loved the way she shifted and churned, restless and so fucking aroused she couldn’t stop moaning.
“Ahh,” she breathed, her fingers pulling on the roots of my hair. It hurt, but the sting was just what I wanted. Eventually, though, and when I couldn’t keep myself from her anymore, I pulled the scrap of fabric down her legs, and finally, she was completely exposed before me.
She wasn’t shy this time around. Her eyes were shut as she writhed across the surface, kneading her breasts and rubbing her hands all over her body. Pleasure was sending bolts of electricity through her system, and she was trying to contain it all. She made such a gorgeous picture, and once again, I couldn’t help but stop to just watch; however, she soon felt too tormented to contain this.
“Drake,” she called, her hand going down the flat of her stomach and down to her sex. I watched as she touched herself and moaned, sliding her fingers in and out.
She started out slowly while moaning my name, but this was a way better show that I wanted to watch.
“Go faster,” I commanded, and she complied as best as she could. Eventually, though, she pulled her hand out, and I lowered myself between her legs, taking her clit into my mouth.
Her back completely arched off the surface in response, and I was sure then that we could once again be heard outside of the room.
Once again, I didn’t care, even though her concern had been keeping things under wraps, but I was beginning to understand and accept that keeping things quiet between us at moments like this was near to impossible.
My hands moved over her heated body as the moments passed until finally, I pushed her hand away and took over. I watched her as I slid my fingers in and began to finger fuck her. She was so tight, clenching so greedily around my hands, wet and so fucking gorgeous.
I leaned down then as well and took her in my mouth. Shutting my eyes, I savored her, the wetness swirling round my tongue, her restless frame which I had to reach over to somewhat secure down across the bed. However, she couldn”t remain still, especially as she was so incredibly close to the edge.
I wanted to watch, however, as she completely fell apart, so I straightened once again and held her down as best as I could. And then I rammed my fingers in and out of her as rapidly as I could.
I paused to stroke the knob of her clit, rolling it in hard rhythmic cues, and she screamed. In the next second, she was coming so hard that she once again nearly rolled off the bed. I managed to hold her, but her entire body was clenched at the sweet tension, so it was a bit difficult to keep her in place. She leaked onto my hands, completely overtaken by the intensity of the pleasure, and the mere sight brought me an element of satisfaction that I couldn”t put into words.
What amazed me even further though was that she called my name. In this special moment when she couldn”t even recall her name, she called out my name, over and over as the orgasms wreaked so violently through her. It was indeed a thing of beauty to see, and so I lost myself watching as she recovered.
Eventually though, she came to and stared at me as though she was still in shock. She rose on top then and threw her arms around my neck. Angling her head, she took my lips in the sweetest, deepest kiss, and I found myself unable to think for several moments afterward.
My knees became weak as she broke away; however, I tried with all of my might to remain as unaffected as possible, even when she began to trace kisses down my torso. My breath caught in my throat as her tongue flipped over my nipples, and then amused, she pulled it into her mouth.
I smiled as well, loving the tease in her gaze and actions. I felt so much like I was being used, and I didn”t think I had ever allowed myself to feel vulnerable in this way, especially with a woman. But here I was with her, and it felt as though my entire heart and body were open to her. It was fucking wonderful.
She traced the kisses down my torso, and I loved the feeling and pressure of her mouth on my skin as she tasted every bit that she could reach. And then she was laying down flat again to take my cock in her mouth.
I moved even further up to make things as comfortable as possible for her, and then for the next several minutes, tried to hold on to what I could of my sanity.
The way she sucked me took me to a different plane of existence. One where I could only feel, and it was more than enough to turn me into melted wax. Even the very thought and possibility were unbelievable, but the way she bobbed her head and cradled me with both hands at the root made me understand and accept that there was something special. She blew like I was the best thing she had ever tasted, and just hearing her moans and seeing her enjoyment was more than enough to get me off.
When I reached the verge of an orgasm, my thighs bunched up, and I tried to pull out. However, she held onto me from behind, refusing to let go so, I emptied myself in her mouth.
“Fuck!” I rasped out. My head falling back as the orgasm blacked out my thoughts and mind for the next several moments afterward. When I came to, I was genuinely surprised that I was still standing because that orgasm had been completely unbelievable.
She was leaning back against me, watching me with the most satisfied look on her face. Her hand was around my cock, still stroking even as she licked my cum off her lips.
In that moment, I had so many words to say to her, however, none formed on my tongue. It was for the best anyway because I could sense feelings so strongly, and it was eerily close to me never wanting her out of my sight.
I softened slightly after cumming so hard, but as she continued to stroke me, I got on top of the surface and was soon ready to take her. I wanted, however, to feel her on top of me. To prolong this moment for as long as possible I held her and kissed her.
I would never be able to tell how long that kiss lasted, but the way our movements slowed, as
though we were in the perfect, indescribable sync, floored me. We moved together, writing passionately against each other as we licked into each other’s mouths. I had dreamt slowly of fucking her till something broke. Going so hard that we both lost our minds. However, as her softness fit against the hardness of mine, I knew that this was where I wanted to be, and I never wanted to leave. Inside of her, kissing her as I fucked her, the pacing perfectly synchronized.
It didn”t take long before she began to plead, and I loved just how strained her voice was. She could barely string words together, but I knew exactly what she wanted.
Unlike the previous time, I had no clue whatsoever where a condom was, and like the previous time, I didn”t really care to get up and find one.
There were ways that precautions could be taken afterward from what I knew, and so nothing was going to stop me as I held my cock and positioned it at her entrance. Positioning my hips, I took my time sliding in, watching her eyes. She tried to open them to stare at me, but they were too heavy-lidded with pleasure. The sensation was exquisite as I slid into her walls, clenching hard around me, and then I was hitting the hilt. She completely collapsed onto the surface of the bed, going limp in my hands, and I kissed her.
I could barely contain my emotions as I fell back against her. I held her more tightly than I had ever held anyone or anything and fucked her until I could feel my body tremble. Her legs wrapped around me, and as she rocked her hips to match the fervency and intensity of mine.
The feelings were more intense than I had ever felt them, and yet they lasted even longer. Perhaps it was all the kissing and our hands moving across each other. Every touch was so affectionate, every moment so unreal that I couldn’t speak.
Once again, I lost complete track of time, but when we both came, my heart crumbled. I wanted this to fucking last forever. The sensations as the orgasms tore through both of us made me feel as though I had just been peeled away piece by piece. This, too, seemed to last forever, and since I had no intention of moving out of her, I just laid down on her, and she held me tightly to her chest.
Once again, a plethora of things I wanted to say came to mind, but it was best not to voice any of them. Plus, I couldn’t exactly think straight. I shut my eyes, and to my complete shock, we fell asleep.