Chapter 33 Emilia
EMILIA
Given that Drew could barely keep his hands on the wheel during the drive back to my place I was shocked that he opted to beeline out to my backyard when we arrived instead of jumping me in the doorway.
I paused in the front hall. “Where are you going?”
“To see my buddy and fill him in on the news,” he said over his shoulder without stopping. “I’ll be right back.”
Warmth mingled with amusement in my chest as I watched him push through the door. Winston had won over yet another fan.
I was tempted to follow him out but instead I gave Drew a few minutes to do whatever he had to do on his own. Of course, I hovered in the window watching, because I had a feeling that their reunion was sure to be adorable.
And it was. Drew strode over the low barrier beaming at Winston. I watched him reach into his pants pocket and pull out a dandelion with the greens still attached then kneel down to offer it to Win.
Had I told him that dandelions were an acceptable treat?
I couldn’t remember discussing Winston’s dietary specifics.
More likely, he’d had someone do his research for him.
What mattered was that he’d made note of it and ensured that a dandelion ended up in his pocket.
Just picturing him bending over to pick it in a patch of grass made my heart fizzy.
This was a man who normally bowed to no one yet here he was, plucking weeds for a tortoise.
I could see him talking to Winston, wearing a giant smile. But there would be no secrets between the men in my life, so I finally headed out to join them.
“What are you guys gossiping about?” I called to them.
Winston craned his long neck but I noticed that he didn’t move away from Drew to come greet me, which cemented the fact that they were true buds.
“I was asking him if it’s okay for me to spend more time with you. I also told him that I have plans to create an even better set-up for him at my place, so he can come with you any time and stay for as long as he likes.”
I placed my hand to my chest, a little overcome by his care. “Better?”
“Well, of course. You and Win are a package deal, so that means I want to make him as happy as I’m going to make you.
I know he had a great set-up last time but that was temporary.
This is for keeps, so I reached out to the handlers at the Monterey Zoo to have them come out to my place and get him set up in the best habitat ever.
That’s how I found out about the dandelions.
” He nodded to where Win was still munching.
“I told them that I didn’t have time to run to a pet shop and asked if there was anything I could forage for him as a treat. ”
“You foraged?” I couldn’t comprehend it.
He chuckled. “Okay, not exactly. I scanned the fields bordering the parking lot at work and got lucky. A single dandelion overlooked by our gardening team.”
I made a mental note to ask Bernie in security to show me the surveillance footage.
“But … when? We just figured our stuff out a few hours ago.”
The king of the world suddenly went sheepish, opting to stare down at Winston instead of me. “I was hoping for the best. Thankfully it paid off.”
I couldn’t hold back any longer so ran to him and flung my arms around his shoulders before pressing my lips against his neck. “Yeah, it paid off. Big time.”
I could feel the laughter rumbling in his chest as his mouth found mine. We both knew that this kiss was a prelude to so much more.
“I’ve missed you so fucking much,” he breathed. “In my bones. I ached for you.” He started backing me towards the house.
It was like we were in a race to see who could caress the most skin. I pawed at the hem of his t-shirt until both of my hands were plastered against his back while he slid his hands beneath my blouse and immediately started fiddling with my bra.
Of course I hadn’t planned on seeing Drew tonight, so I’d opted for a boring white bra and granny panties, which I was of no mind to let him see.
“Hold on,” I reluctantly moved my hands from his glorious broad back and pushed against his chest.
My yard was surrounded on all sides by my neighbors’ tall bamboo that was barely contained beyond my fence, which meant that I had a decent amount of privacy. Not perfect, but in this moment, I was willing to call it “good enough.”
Drew looked at me quizzically. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”
“Not a thing,” I answered.
I hooked my fingers at the bottom of my blouse and whisked it over my head, then just as quickly unhooked my bra, leaving me topless. Drew let out a surprised exhale.
“What the …”
“I’m not finished yet,” I winked at him and slid down my skirt and underwear at the same time, leaving them in a pile on the grass.
Drew’s mouth dropped open in shock while I posed prettily, and he looked around the yard like he was convinced that I’d suddenly become an exhibitionist.
“Let’s go!” I laughed, racing into my house naked.
I heard his laughter and footsteps echoing from behind me. He caught up to me the minute he crossed the threshold and palmed my waist with both hands. I spun to face him, a little breathless and giggly.
“What now?” I asked coyly.
His eyes scanned my face. “You, underneath me. On top of me. Bent over in front of me. Begging me for more.”
“Promise?” I teased.
“Guaranteed,” he growled, then picked me up and folded me over his shoulder. He gave my naked ass a slap that reverberated around my house.
“Ouch!” I laughed.
“You love it,” he insisted, rubbing the cheek he’s just smacked. “Now where am I going? I’ve never been upstairs.”
He kissed my hip.
“First door on the right at the top of the stairs.”
I bounced along on his shoulder as he took the stairs two at a time then kicked open the door.
“Nice room,” he said. He lowered me onto the bed and stared down at me like he was starving and I was the entire menu.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.”
I felt my face go hot at the way he was taking in every inch of me. His eyes traveled down from my face, to my breasts, lower still to my stomach, lingering at my waist before dropping below, until it seemed like he couldn’t wait another minute.
Drew ripped his shirt over his head and slid down his sweats and boxer briefs, unleashing a hard on that looked even bigger than I’d remembered. He started to climb onto the bed, but I reached out a hand to stop him.
“Hold up,” I insisted. “My turn to stare at you.”
He tipped his head at me and bit back a smile, then straightened up to display himself in his full glory.
I glanced from his beautiful face down his body and was reminded of how it could make me feel.
That chest, with just the lightest sprinkling of hair across the pecs that tickled so sweetly against my skin; those abs, defined but not ridiculous, that I loved to trace with my tongue; that incredible cock …
“Ohh …” I sighed, not realizing that I’d spoken the word out loud until he laughed me out of my daze.
“Buckle up,” he said as he stalked to the edge of the bed.
I slid my legs apart and gazed up at him, almost daring him to make a move.
Drew rumbled something desperate I couldn’t make out and basically dove between my legs, pressing his lips and tongue against me without any warning.
I squealed in surprise then quickly fell back against the bed as his tongue caressed me expertly, alternating between slipping inside and concentrating his attention directly on my clit.
I felt like I couldn’t get enough of him.
I threaded my fingers through his hair and pressed my thighs against him as he licked and nibbled me closer and closer to unraveling on his tongue.
I could already feel the pressure building and the hot flush taking over my body.
Drew slid his hands beneath my ass and gipped me tighter.
“I’ve missed your body so fucking much,” he said.
I wished that I had the presence of mind to respond but he leveled up his attention, locking his lips around my clit and sucking until I couldn’t tell if I was going to cry or come.
“Drew,” my breath hitched. “Don’t stop.”
Of course, I knew he wouldn’t. Nothing was going to stop him from seeing this through until I finished. I felt like my eyes were rolling back in my head and I couldn’t manage to fill my lungs with air. I was making noises but they didn’t sound like they were coming from me.
Then my whole body seemed to constrict and unfold in an instant, and I was falling into the sweetness.
Drew never stopped making love to me with his mouth as I cried out. If anything, he increased the pace and pressure of his tongue as wave after wave rolled over me. My orgasm seemed to go on forever, and when I finally felt like I could open my eyes I realized that they were filled with tears.
He was still between my legs, sitting up and watching me. “Oh no, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
I sniffled and nodded. “I’m just so happy.”
“But why the tears then?” Drew asked as he moved closer to wipe one off of my cheek.
I shrugged a shoulder. “I’m a little overwhelmed by everything. This wasn’t what I’d planned for tonight.”
Drew moved to rest his head on my thigh. “Get used to it, because I’m going to spend the rest of my life making you feel this way.”
A rush of emotions flooded through me, from disbelief that this was my real life to a little prayer of thanks that it was.
But now wasn’t the time to overthink anything.
“Hey,” I said. “I know another way you can make me happy.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what might that be?”
I reached down to grab his wrist and pull him closer, which was about as effective as trying to move a mountain. Drew climbed on top of me slowly, never breaking eye contact. He lowered himself down on me gradually, and when our skin finally connected we both sighed.
“I almost forgot that I can say it now,” he mused. “All the time, as much as I want.” He leaned down to kiss the tip of my nose before whispering, almost like a secret, “I love you.”
The mix of emotions I was feeling bubbled out of me in a giggle. “I love you too. And you know what else I love?”
He shook his head, then I reached down between our bodies to grab his dick. “This.”
It was his turn to laugh, which quickly turned to a groan as I started stroking him.
“Save it,” Drew said. He reached off the side of the bed and fished through his pants, then held up a condom.
“Hoping for the best by keeping that in your pocket?” I asked.
“I was very hopeful,” he said as he tore the package open.
Drew slid the condom on and rolled so that I was on top of him but we were still pressed chest-to-chest. He slipped inside me and once again we both paused to savor the sensation, holding still and just breathing in tandem.
Then we started moving in rhythm, slowly. There was no need to rush, because we both knew that this was the beginning of a very long night.