Guarding His Obsession(21)

“You’re such a caveman. You don’t dismiss me,” Elle retorts.

“I’ll show you caveman when I get that baby planted in you.”

“I can’t believe you just said that.” Elle’s words come out all breathy. The same way mine do when Drake gives me his predatory eyes that I know are going to have me flat on my back in about two seconds.

“You’re right. It might already be in there.” Pink smiles at the statement, seeming to like the idea. A lot. Then he’s grabbing for her. She doesn’t even try to dodge him. She just lets him pick her up and rolls her eyes as he carries her out.

Drake shuts the door behind them, locking it.

“Pink always like that?” I ask, wondering about what he just said. Implying he was trying to impregnate my sister.

“Fuck no.” Drake points to the door. “That, I’ve never seen before. He’s done.”

“How do you know?” I push, wanting confirmation that Pink is good for my sister.

“I know the look, cupcake. See it every time I look in the mirror. He’s in love with her, and he’s making sure she can never leave him.”

I wrap my arms around him and hug him tightly.

“You start that and your sister will be back here in a few hours asking if you got your stuff done.”

I lean back and look up at him.

“Fine, fine, fine. I’ll do it. But when I’m done, you’re mine for the night.”

“I’m always yours, cupcake.” He kisses me on the nose. “Go get your stuff and meet me in the office. We’ll both knock out some work. I’ve got some things I need to go over.”

I just nod and pull away. I don’t ask what it is he has to go over. If he doesn’t tell me, then it’s mostly my case. I wish we could just find the stupid stalker already. I know it’s driving him crazy and making him edgy. To top it off, I’m starting to get cabin fever. I didn’t even know that was possible because I love staying in, but two weeks of not going outside is starting to wear on me. I don’t even ask Drake if he’ll take me out because he would, but I know it would stress him out and ruin the trip.

I go to our bedroom and grab my laptop and a few folders before making my way back to his office. Drake is sitting in his big chair and going through paperwork. He glances up. “Sit anywhere you want, cupcake,” he says, then goes back to his papers.

I make my way over to him, crawling into his lap and opening up my laptop. I push a few of his papers to the side before I set it down on the desk in front of me.

“Comfy?” he laughs.

“You said anywhere, and this looked like the best spot to me.”

He wraps one arm around my waist, pulling me back a little and adjusting my position slightly.

“That I did.” He picks up another paper with his free hand, and we both get back to work.





14





Drake





As the sun sets and Zoey finishes her coding, she shuts her laptop with a satisfied sigh. I finished my work a little bit ago, but I just kept my arms wrapped around her while she worked. She got so consumed with her project I didn’t want to disturb her, and I know she needed to work.

“All finished?” I ask, leaning in and kissing her neck. Her sweet honeysuckle smell fills my lungs, and I close my eyes as I press my nose against her soft skin.

“All finished,” she confirms.

Before she can say anything else, I scoop her up and carry her out of the office.

“Orgasms?” she asks brightly on the way to the bedroom, and I smile back at her, knowing she was going to ask that.

“Orgasms,” I answer, always giving her what she wants.

Laying her down on the bed, I strip off her loose top and leggings. She’s completely naked underneath, and it takes me only a second to kick off my T-shirt and shorts. Being able to laze around the house all day with Zoey, even while working, has been wonderful. Being able to sneak my hand up her shirt any time I want to get a handful of her breasts is heaven.

Once I’ve got us undressed, I lean down and kiss her belly and across her hips. Her legs fall open, and she puts her hands behind her head, just waiting on me to pleasure her. Smiling against her skin, I do what she wants, kissing her soft belly and curvy hips.

Reaching down to her thighs, I grab the thick flesh there and dig my fingers in. The little dimples on the backs of her legs are adorable, and I move down to bite her there.

She giggles as I run my tongue along her legs, not leaving an inch untouched.

“I love you, Zoey,” I whisper to her calf as I throw it over my shoulder and kiss her there.

Not waiting for her response, I press my cock to her opening and thrust all the way inside her. I grind against her, rubbing her clit, and she lets out a long moan of pleasure.

She’s on her back with one leg down on the bed and one over my shoulder. I hold myself inside her, just grinding down on her clit while my cock throbs inside of her.

“I love you, too, Drake,” she breathes out, clutching the sheets beside her.

Long gone is the look of relaxed pleasure on her face. Now she’s tense with need and getting closer to the edge.

I lean forward a little, putting more pressure on her clit and opening her up further, her leg still draped over my shoulder.