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I palmed my rubbery legs, lifting them to expose my hole.
He groaned, his lust-filled gaze focused on my ass. “You’re still red and puffy.”
“Don’t care,” I whispered, clenching my pucker to entice him.
The teasing movement worked.
Drake swore and eased two cum-and-saliva-soaked fingers into me.
I hissed at the sting but forced myself to relax, watching emotion flit over his face.
The man was dead gone on me, same as I was on him.
“Drake,” I whispered, unable to voice my need past the tightness in my chest and sting in my eyes. What was it about him that drew all my emotions to the forefront?
“I’ve got you,” he murmured, rubbing the head of his cock against my softened hole. He spat, saliva dangling from his lips to fall on my hole. “So fucking hot.” He repeated the motion, groaning as I clenched my pucker again. “Exhale and let me in, baby.”
As if I could deny him.
I did as told, and he sank into me with a groan, head tipping back, veins popping along his muscular neck. Unable to reach him from where he knelt between my thighs, I lifted my knees higher, inviting him to lean over me.
“Fuck.” Jaw clenched, he opened his eyes to watch himself stroke into me with long, slow thrusts.
The initial burn eased, and sudden need made me restless. My dick lay flaccid on my stomach, but inside, I yearned for that closeness that brought life to my chest.
“Kiss me,” I whispered, and he sprawled over me, giving me everything I needed.
Chapter 21
Drake
Preston refused to move. I threatened to carry him into the bathroom, but he begged me to let him rest a little while longer. Sprawled on the bed, still flushed and sweaty from our lovemaking, he looked like the sweetest treat I could ever dream up.
I at least cleaned our combined spunk from his ass, and he grunted a thanks before closing his eyes.
Unable to do anything but obey his every whim, I went into the bathroom to take care of what I’d been thinking about since the moment I’d given in to my desire to keep Preston. I would be his in every way.
Only his.
Sean answered after a couple rings. “Hey, boo. How’s New York?” As usual, his tone held hints of a smile.
“This place sucks, but the company couldn’t be better.” I grinned at myself in the mirror, my face red from the thorough fucking of my stepbrother.
“Someone sounds happy. You know fucking on the side isn’t allowed for EEMM employees.”
I snorted. “You still haven’t realized your brother lied about that to keep you in check?”
Silence met my ears, and I chuckled.
“That fucker,” Sean grumbled, and I laughed louder. “Not fucking funny!”
“It kinda is,” I argued.
“Fuck off.”
“Already did that countless times,” I stated, rubbing over my sweat-dampened chest.
“The fuck, Drake?”
