The Drake Unwound Complete Collection (The Drake Series Book 9)(21)

She obeyed, thrusting her hips softly. Still, she couldn’t keep her eyes on mine and glanced down once more to watch me pump my fist over my cock more rapidly, while I cupped my balls with the other hand.

She looked like she was getting close, the telltale flush spreading up her chest to her neck. "Tell me when you're going to come, Katherine. You know the rules."

She was barely able to speak. "I'm so close…"

"Fuck yourself with your fingers," I said, my voice shaky, so close myself. "Think of my cock inside of you, filling you up. Think of my tongue on you, stroking your clit. Think of me sucking your nipples."

She closed her eyes as she began to lose control.

"Open your eyes, Katherine," I said. "Look in mine."

I moved closer, kneeling on the bed, bending over to watch her fingers on her clit, the others moving more rapidly inside of her.

"I think I…" she gasped and I knew she’d come right away.

"Come for me, baby," I said, my voice shaky, right on the edge of my own orgasm. "Open your eyes. Look in mine."

She did, forcing them open. "Oh, God." she gasped, her body tensing. "Ohhh."

I climbed further onto the bed between her knees and leaned over her, stroking fast, and aimed my cock at her *.

"Take your fingers out. Spread yourself for me."

She complied, spreading her lips. Then, my orgasm started and I tensed, as my fist pumped over my cock. Finally, I ejaculated, my semen spurting out onto her labia and belly. To my delight, she spread it over herself, rubbing it into her *, using it as lubricant, her fingers slipping over her clit.


I collapsed over her, lying directly on top of her, my face beside hers, panting.

"Fuck, that was good…"

She wrapped her arms around me while I groaned into her neck. "You know how many times I jacked off thinking of you doing that? Before we got together, I was so desperate to f*ck you. Just f*ck you plain old vanilla."

"You didn't imagine us in scene?” she said, her voice sounding surprised. “Me all tied up and blindfolded?"

I shook my head and kissed her chin, her cheek and her forehead as I rested on my arms, my face above hers. I nestled my body between her thighs, which she wrapped around my hips.

"I wanted you any way I could get you. Vanilla, D/s, kink. Anything. I was like a teenager wanking while dreaming of his favorite girl,” I said, surprised at how honest I was being. “I knew you'd been alone for a year after Flyboy and I used to imagine you masturbating. Then, when I knew you wanted to experience D/s, I figured I'd better give you what you wanted. But damn, it was hard not to f*ck you plain old vanilla."

"Drake Morgan, what kind of Dom are you?" she said playfully. "I heard all these rumors about Dr. Dangerous. Master D. Were they all just clever marketing?"

I laughed out loud at that. Yes, it did help to have bad boy rumors about me floating around. "Very clever." I kissed her, long and tender, my fingers threading through her hair. I felt almost overwhelmed with emotion as we lay together, our bodies entwined, and had to pull away, kissing her face, her chin, her throat.

"I couldn't stand the thought that someone else would introduce you to D/s. That someone else would be the one to bring out your submissive side and enjoy you. It had to be me,” I said, remembering how I felt when I saw her at the café with Lara and realized my sub was Katherine. “Once I knew you were interested, I hatched my Machiavellian plan to overwhelm you with pleasure."

"You have." She ran her fingers through my hair, pushing it out of my eyes. "I'm glad it was you."

I kissed her again, unable to get enough of her, wanting to devour her. She pulled me more tightly against her body.

"Dawn tried to warn me off you but she couldn't have known that it would draw me to you instead," she said, her voice confessional. "When I saw you at the bar and she said you were another bad boy like Kurt, controlling, trouble, I wanted you. I wanted someone like you. When you turned out to be the Dom who would teach me, you were what I was looking for. I was already gone. I had no chance."

"Both of us were goners," I said and smiled. "I'm not letting go of you, Ms. Bennet. I hope you realize that."

She slipped her arms more tightly around my neck and kissed me deeply, and I felt at that moment as if all the pain I’d gone through in my life had been washed away by her love.





CHAPTER NINE





The next morning, I woke up to Kate snuggling closer beside me. Unlike the previous morning, I had no meetings planned and so I hopped out of bed, went right to the bathroom for a shower.

After I turned on the faucets, I peeked my head around the door and caught Kate’s eye.

"Join me?"

She smiled and got up, only too happy to do so.

We showered together and if Kate wanted to have sex, she didn’t do anything to initiate it. I watched while she washed herself, and took hold of her hips when she bent down to wash her feet.

"Ms. Bennet you look entirely edible this morning. You're giving me ideas…" I pulled her up and against me, my hands sliding up her body, cupping her breasts, tweaking her nipples.

"You're hungry."

"I'm always hungry for you," I murmured against her neck. I turned her around and kissed her deeply as I lifted her off the floor. I slipped my hand between her thighs. "Mmm," I said as I kissed her neck, running my lips over her skin. "I'm getting so many ideas..."