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“You feel so good, Lucy. It’s never felt this way.” She was so tight, definitely not a virgin, but also not a woman who had been with a lot of men. Thank God.

She wrapped her legs around my lower back and tightened them, pulling me closer. I continued to rock into her, earning a deep moan for my efforts.

“I need to come, Drake. Please, let’s do it together. I want you so badly.”

My pace quickened, and her hips moved in sync with mine. I slid my hand between us and pressed on her most sensitive spot. Her heat clenched and pulsed around me as her orgasm gripped her, and that was all it took for me.

“Lucy, I’m there with you.”

Our lips met as our bodies slapped against each other in perfect tempo. My orgasm started from my toes and worked its way up my entire body until I released.

Both our bodies were covered with a thin sheen of sweat, and when our eyes met, she smiled up at me. “That was incredible.”

“You’re incredible.”

She brought her lips to mine, and this time when we kissed, it meant something different. It meant something more, much more.





CHAPTER 11


Lucy



This time when I woke next to Drake, we weren’t on my sofa; we were in his king-sized bed wrapped up in each other. My back was against his chest, our bodies blending seamlessly together. I could stay like this all day.

“Good morning, beautiful.” His warm breath caressed the back of my neck.

“Mmm . . . it is a good morning.” I turned in his arms to face him. God, he was a gorgeous man.

“I think I could get used to this.” He pushed strands of hair from my face and tucked them behind my ear.

“I think I could too.”

It wasn’t just something to say in reaction to his statement; it was exactly what I was feeling. I felt safe and oddly secure, something I hadn’t felt in a long time—maybe even something I’d never truly felt before.

“You know what today is?” he asked with a lilt in his voice.

I smiled. “Sunday.”

“Yes, the day my family gets together. I want you to come with me again. But this time you’re coming as my girlfriend.”

“That sounds great, but I need to catch up on some work. I have papers to grade and a review packet to write. Unless you don’t mind if I duck out early. I would like to thank Gretchen for everything.”

“I’d like to thank my sister too. Wait, she didn’t help you pick out the lingerie, did she?”

Blood rushed to my face, and I was sure my skin turned a dozen shades of crimson. “Let’s just say she led me in the right direction.”

Drake dropped a kiss on my nose and rolled out of bed. “Come on. Let’s shower, and then I’ll make you breakfast.”

When he stood up and extended his hand to me, I finally had time to take in and enjoy the glory of his naked body. He looked as if he was sculpted out of stone. His body was so defined, and yet when I was in his arms, I felt the softness of his skin. He was perfect.

After we showered and christened his shower stall, I decided to pass on breakfast so I could get home and work. My gown and lingerie were draped across a high-backed chair in Drake’s bedroom. I smiled, thinking he must have placed them there, but the thought of putting them on didn’t thrill me. Talk about a walk of shame.

Before he came out of the bathroom, I opened a drawer in his bureau and snagged a pair of black boxer briefs and put them on. They were a bit large, so I rolled the waistband over a couple of times and they were fine.

As if he’d read my mind, Drake walked in and handed me a pair of gray sweats and a navy T-shirt. “Damn, my boxers never looked so good.”

“I don’t know about that,” I said with a laugh, “but they’re comfortable.”

“I can’t help you out with the shoes, but here.” He smiled, exposing his beautiful dimple, and handed me the clothes.

“Thank you.” I slid the sweatpants on and bent over to roll the bottom of the legs to create a cuff around my ankles, and then tightened the drawstring around my waist. After sliding the shirt over my head, I announced, “I’m ready.”

“You’re adorable.” He kissed my forehead. “Let’s go.”

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After I got home and showered again so I could dry my hair properly, I grabbed the newspaper. Of course my heart nearly burst when I saw a photo of Drake and me on the society page. Granted, we were in a group of people, but it was still disconcerting. This was something I would have to get used to if I wanted to be with Drake—which I did.

We spent the afternoon at his parents’ home, and today his father was there. Rick was a wonderful man, much like his sons. The only one missing was Dane. Gretchen was running late, but she should be arriving soon.

Tina walked up to me. “Sweetheart, we are so glad you could be here. My son has never looked this happy.” Both of us turned to look toward Drake, who was laughing and smiling with his dad and brothers. He caught my eye and winked at me.

“You raised a wonderful man,” I told her. “I’ve never met anyone like him. I just worry.”

Tina’s brows drew together. “Why, dear?”

“We come from very different worlds. Your home is filled with such love and acceptance, but I didn’t grow up that way. I’m just afraid that my past will ruin his future.” I could feel the sting and pressure of tears building behind my eyes, and blinked them back. “I couldn’t bear it if that happened.”