The Drake Unwound Complete Collection (The Drake Series Book 9)(4)
"I'm still learning what being a good submissive means," she said and slipped the coat on. "I'm always questioning everything."
I wrapped my arms around her from behind. "That's how I knew you and I would be so good together. You want to know, to understand. I love to teach. We're perfect together."
She smiled and leaned back against me.
We were perfect for each other.
CHAPTER TWO
We took my car and drove through the early evening traffic to The Russian Tea Room, which was busy when we arrived. I took Kate’s hand, rubbing her skin with my thumb affectionately as the hostess escorted us to the fourth floor Hearth Room, which I’d reserved for the evening. In the elevator, I stood slightly behind Kate, my arms around her, pressing my already-semi hard erection against her while the hostess made pleasant conversation.
We emerged into the Hearth Room, with its ornate décor, the wallpaper dark brocade, the fixtures gilded, mirrors and glass, silver, white tablecloth and crystal glasses. I loved the place and imagined sitting in a café in St. Petersburg before the revolution, where there was lively conversation about art and music and politics.
I led Kate across the room to the sofas. Displayed on the coffee table was our blini, caviar and vodka. As soon as the hostess left, I pulled Kate down onto my lap and began to feed her blini smeared with caviar, sour cream and minced red onions.
On her part, Kate gave in completely, lying across my lap, her arm around my shoulder. She seemed to really enjoy the blini and caviar, her eyes widening with pleasure as she ate. That sent my thoughts to her face while I pleasured her, which I planned to do once we made a toast. I handed her a shot glass of vodka.
“Za vas!” I said.
She held up her glass and responded, then drank down the vodka. When she lay back in my arms one more, I slipped my hand beneath her dress to caress her thigh and her lace garters, unable to get enough of them. After we enjoyed a few more blini, I left Kate on the couch, and closed the double doors, so that we had privacy from the other rooms. Kate stood up, adjusted her dress and turned towards another door that lead to the restrooms.
"Where do you think you're going?" I said, frowning.
"Just to freshen up before my parents get here."
"You look beautiful just the way you are." I went to her and fixed her with my gaze. "I want you," I said, my voice hoarse. "Now."
I grabbed her and pulled her close, pressing her against me, one hand at the small of her back, the other tangled in her hair.
"Drake," she whispered. "My parents are supposed to arrive…"
"Not for at least fifteen minutes. That gives me plenty of time, so relax, Katherine," I said, trying to make my voice commanding. "I gave the establishment strict instructions that we aren’t to be disturbed until your parents arrive. When they do, they'll call my cell first, and won't send them up until I say."
I tilted her head up and kissed her, pressing my erection into her to let her know how she affected me. She moaned when my tongue found hers, and I sucked it into my mouth, while I squeezed her ass, pulling her even closer.
She ran her fingers through my hair, grabbing it and pulling me down to her. Heat built in me and I kissed her more deeply, my heart racing, my cock so hard and in need of her tight warm wetness. When she ground her hips against me, I growled, surprising even myself with the strength of my response. I inhaled deeply when I felt the top of her stockings, the clip of her garter, the naked skin of her *.
"Fuck, I need you, right now." I lifted her thigh and ground myself into her.
I pushed her down on the couch so that she lay beneath me, my hips between her thighs. I kissed her deeply once again, pressing against her, grinding my hips, and my erection, into her. I slid down her body and lifted her dress, baring her lower body before kissing her all over, her belly, her inner thighs, her mound.
"Drake," she said, her body stiffening.
"Shh," I said sternly. "Comply."
She bit her lip and closed her eyes but when I slipped my fingers inside her body, she gasped, her thighs trembling. She moaned when I covered her with my mouth, unable to stop from thrusting her hips against me. Soon, as I licked her labia, and stroked her clit with my tongue, she was writhing under my mouth. I thrust two fingers inside her, sucking her clit between my lips, my tongue circling it.
When I pulled away, she opened her eyes and I held her gaze, enjoying the expression of desperate need I saw on her face. I leaned over her, my arms on either side of her head.
"I'd love to f*ck you from behind right now. Your dress hiked up over your back, your body over the back of the couch, me standing behind you, watching my cock slide inside of you, but we have only a few minutes. Instead, I think I want you to stand in position for a while so I can imagine it."
I lifted her up and turned her around, pulling up her dress so that her nice round creamy ass and legs were on display. Her black sheer stockings with the seam up the back, and black lace garters and garter belt contrasted beautifully with her fair skin. As I admired Kate's luscious curves, I bent her over the couch and then I sat on the opposite couch and watched her, knowing it would arouse her to be on display, coupled with the risk of being discovered by the serving staff or worse – her parents.