The Drake Unwound Complete Collection (The Drake Series Book 9)(15)

I did consider. She was so delicious with her bright eyes and nicely pink skin from the heat of the water that I wanted to watch her pleasure herself. I wanted to watch her masturbate purely in a voyeuristic manner but I knew I’d be pushing it to ask her this now. Instead, she could use me as her Big.

"What I want," I said, my voice low. "What I want is for you to use me like an object. I'd like to watch you use Big some day, but using me to get off would do fine as well. To watch you do yourself using my body… I think that's what I want."

Her eyes widened at that and I knew it was a bit risqué for her shy sensibilities, and I wasn’t usually into passivity, but I wanted to remove every bit of shyness in her. I wanted her to be a lusty wanton woman, seeing my body as her playground.


I helped her up and poured clean tap water over her to rinse off the bubbles. She stepped out of the tub and started to dry off. While she did, I felt her eyes on me, and that look of lust and anticipation made me hard. Her eyes were glued to my groin, watching my body respond, my cock thickening, slowly starting to rise. She smiled to herself and that made me even harder.

I poured water over myself to rinse off then ran my hands through my wet hair, deliberately trying to entice her. I knew I had a good male physique, and worked out regularly so I had some definition in my abs and arms and thighs. Although not a body builder and so not cut, I was lean and my muscles were visible. She seemed to enjoy my little display of masculine nakedness. When I stepped out of the tub, she took a towel and started to dry me off, starting at my shoulders and working her way down. I stood still, smiling, my eyes on her, watching her face as she moved the towel over my body.

My cock twitched when she dried it, and she couldn’t keep from smiling. I wanted to comment, but decided to let her take the lead in this, at least as much as I could given my nature.

She took my hand and led me through the door to the bedroom and the large four-poster bed, the sheets and coverlet rumpled.

"Here," I said, and sat with my hands behind me on the bed, my thighs spread, my rapidly hardening cock laying lazily to the side. "Lick me."

So much for giving over control.

Kate knelt down and moved between my thighs, licking me, her tongue and lips sliding up and down my shaft to the head and back down again.

When her lips circled the head and took me fully inside her mouth, I groaned. She sucked and licked me until I was rigid, breathing fast, my heart racing. I stopped her, pulling her off me. I could have come if she kept it up, and didn’t want it to end so quickly. I wanted to watch her f*ck me until she came first.

"That's enough." I moved back onto the bed so that I leaned against the headboard with my arms spread out on either side. "Come here," I said. "Fuck me." I waited while she straddled my hips, tilting her head like she was wondering how to do this.

I sat up a bit more, helping position her. She moved closer and rubbed herself against my shaft, her labia sliding along my erection, up and down. She closed her eyes and I could see that she enjoyed the sensation. I leaned forward, trying to catch one of her nipples with my mouth, knowing that nipple stimulation would arouse her even more. She stopped her motions so that I could, letting me suck her nipples, one after the other. I grabbed one breast and squeezed it while I sucked her nipple, grazing it with my teeth. I leaned back and caught her eyes.

"Sit on me."

I held my cock so that it jutted out. She started to move again, and this time, she sat on the head, rising up high enough so that it penetrated her a bit, before sliding along the shaft once more. After a few moments of sitting deeper and deeper onto me, she finally took me in completely, sitting on me with her full weight so that I filled her up. She gasped, her eyes closing in pleasure.

"That's what I want to hear."

Her cheeks were pink, her eyes closed, her lips parted in pure delight and that is what I wanted – for Kate to finally lose her inhibitions, to pleasure herself.

She moved slowly with my cock inside of her, resting her hands on my shoulders. She rode me this way for a few moments, every now and then withdrawing completely to rub herself against me before sitting on me again.

It didn't take long before she was ready and I had learned to listen and watch her body for the signs – her sexual flush on her chest and neck, her nipples hard, her breath fast.

"Open your eyes," I said, wanting our eyes locked when she came so that there was nothing between us. No shyness, no shame. Just pure bliss. She did, her eyes half-lidded, her mouth open.

"Oh, God, oh, God…"

"That's it," I said. "Come for me."

Her whole body tensed as she came, her eyes closing despite her best efforts to keep them open.

"Look at me," I commanded and she struggled to open her eyes. "That's so good, Katherine."

When she finished, she collapsed against me, her arms around my neck and her face pressed against my shoulder. I let her recover for only a moment. She sat up straight again and met my eyes.

"So?" she said, licking her lips. "Was that what you wanted to see?"

"Exactly what I wanted to see, Ms. Bennet. I believe I might make this a regular part of our lovemaking."

"Lovemaking?" she said, as if she were surprised I used that word. "That wasn't lovemaking. It was me f*cking you until I came."