The Drake Unwound Complete Collection (The Drake Series Book 9)(12)

She writhed beneath me as I repeated this on the other nipple, the alternating sensation of cold and warm would intensify her pleasure.

"Oh, God," she groaned. I squeezed her breasts together and pulled each nipple with my teeth, softly, just enough pressure to border on pain. When I sucked them, one after the other, she gasped and arched her back, pressing up against my mouth so I knew she was enjoying the sensations.

I left the remaining chip of ice between her breasts, where it sat and melted into a cold pool of water. I slid another ice cube down her ribs, over one hip and across her belly to the other hip, circling her navel in the process. She squirmed, biting her lip. I slipped the ice between her labia, pressing it against her clit, and was rewarded with a gasp, moving her hips in response.

"Be still," I said, my voice firm.

I kept the ice on her clit until she groaned out loud, and covered her with my mouth, my tongue swirling against the swollen bud. She moaned in response and ground her hips. I slipped the ice just inside her body, following it with my tongue. She clenched around me and so I knew she wanted more. I slid a finger and then two inside as I sucked and stroked her, and she was completely focused on what I was doing. Now was the time to try some anal play so I lubed up one finger on my other hand and press it against her, softly, barely detectable, but she tensed.

I pulled my mouth away. "Relax. I promise if you relax and trust me, you'll enjoy this. Do you trust me, Katherine?"

She nodded, but said nothing. When I pressed my finger inside a bit more, she gasped and clenched instinctively to keep me out.

"Relax, Katherine. Take in a deep breath."

She did, inhaling deeply and my finger slid inside a bit more.

"Good girl."

I continued to stimulate her with my mouth and fingers, my other finger slipping in a little further past her resistance and soon, she was trembling and I knew that despite the anal contact, she was ready.

"I think I…" she said, her voice hoarse.

I stopped licking her and slipped my finger inside her a bit deeper. I continued, waiting for her to come close once more. In this way, I prepared her and when she was coming down from the next peak, I slipped the lubricated plug inside her a bit, past her remaining resistance. I covered her once more with my mouth, knowing that the combination of sensations would be even greater, more arousing if she could get past the concept of being anally penetrated.

Soon, her thighs were shaking and she thrust her hips up against my mouth.


"Master, I…"

This time, I didn't stop and continued my motions, my mouth covering her *, my tongue stroking incessantly over her clit, my fingers inside her, stroking, and the combined pressure pushed her over. I let her come this time, wanting her to feel the pleasure of orgasm while the plug was inside of her and was rewarded by her body tensing, her flesh clenching around everything.

"Oh, God," she cried out. I didn’t stop, wanting to keep her at the peak as long as possible, my mouth insistent, my fingers stroking.

Finally, I stopped as her orgasm began to wane. I could feel the convulsions against my fingers in the aftermath, and I enjoyed this proof of her pleasure. Finally, I pulled my fingers out and lifted my mouth from her flesh, but I left the plug inside.

"There," I said, as I rose up and loomed over top of her, my hands on either side of her. I kissed her deeply. "One more barrier down."

"Thank you," she said, "for breaking down one of my barriers."

"You were afraid."

"Yes."

"Does this show you that you can trust me to know what will give you more pleasure?"

She nodded. She had to learn to trust me, but that would only come by showing her that nothing I did would hurt her. Everything I did was designed to bring her pleasure. I had more experience than her and knew what a woman could enjoy if she was open to it.

She could let me take her where I wanted her to go, knowing it was all about getting the most pleasure for us both.

I covered her nipple with my mouth and sucked hard, wanting to keep her level of arousal high so she would come once more while I f*cked her. I unfastened her cuffs and flipped her over onto her knees, the blindfold still in place. I leaned over her, one hand around her waist so I could play with her clit, while with the other, I cupped a breast, tweaking her nipple, squeezing it.

I wanted to build her up once more so she was ready for me. I slid the head of my cock against her labia, stimulating her with long slides of my shaft against her *, before pushing inside her just a bit. I kept up the stimulation on her clit while I slowly pushed inside further and further with each thrust. I wanted her to adjust to the plug and my thickness before thrusting with any real intensity.

Satisfied that she was more than ready, I began to f*ck her, thrusting slowly in and out, keeping my fingers on her clit as I leaned over her back.

"Oh, God, I'm going to…" she said, unable to finish her sentence. I didn't stop thrusting, and soon, I felt her body tense beneath me as her orgasm started. She cried out, her small cries of pleasure spurring me on, so that I thrust harder and faster, and soon I came as well, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her tightly against my body with each deep thrust, the pleasure blinding as I ejaculated deep inside of her.

When the pleasure subsided, I leaned over her, collapsing against her, my mouth on her shoulder.