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Drake amplifies my desire, arousing me more with his voice and his commands than the way his finger plays with my poor, tortured nipple.
“Stop, what?”
The palm of his hand presses with greater force against my sternum.
“Stop fighting me.”
“I’m not …”
He presses harder, and my brows knit together even more confused.
“You’re resisting me, luv.” His head cants to the side. “Relax. I promise I’ll make this good for you.”
Better than that orgasm? It’s not possible.
“But I thought …”
“Don’t think, city girl. All you need to do is feel. Let me take the lead.” He pushes a little harder while my muddled mind tries to parse what he means.
Why does he want me to lean back when it makes more sense to scoot my ass forward on the tailgate, wrap my legs around his waist, and have sex like that? The heights look like they match.
My brain does a deep dive into angles and heights. Drake taps me on the forehead.
“Disengage that beautiful brain from your body, city girl. Surrender. Trust that I know what I’m doing.”
I’ve never been this passive during sex in my life. It’s not what I’m used to. I’m used to getting down to business. The quicker I got the guy off, the sooner I could get back to what I was doing. It’s no surprise my sex life is lackluster at best.
But, I trust Drake. I trust him more than any other man I’ve known, which is shocking considering we—you know—just met.
Slowly, I surrender to his will, leaning back until my back hits the soft padding of the covers he laid out in the bed of his truck. Bending at the knees, my feet dangle off the back of the tailgate.
Since I’m a little out of my element, I kick out my left foot and then my right, letting my legs swing. Drake places his hand over my shins, stilling the nervous movement.
“There you go.” Drake leans over me, a satisfied smirk on his face. “Relax and let go, luv. All I want you to do is feel.”
“But what about you?”
“We’re getting to that. No reason to rush to the finish line. This isn’t a race.”
I want to ask what I should do but decide I’m wrong about him fucking me on the tailgate. The truck is taller than I thought.
Maybe he’s worried about the angles, and the relative heights of our respective parts? I place my hands on the covers with the thought of pushing up and back, thinking to move farther into the bed of the truck so he can join me.
The moment I do, Drake grabs my knees and yanks me toward him. It confuses me because that’s not what I was expecting, but then Drake blows my mind yet again.
He puts his hands on my inner thighs, spreads my legs, then hooks my knees over his shoulders.
Before I can process what he’s about to do, Drake buries his face between my legs.
My body bucks, which only lifts my pussy up to his face. The scruff of his beard rubs against my inner thighs, burning and scraping, but the moment his tongue licks along my seam, I forget all about that and focus on the heat of his mouth as he ravishes me once more.
I’m not a fan of oral sex. Or rather, I wasn’t until now.
This is unlike anything I’ve experienced.
With his hands on my thighs, my entire body quivers with delicious sensation. My knees drape over his shoulders, fully supported, as his tongue works even more devastating magic.
I surrender to the moment, doing what he says, and turn into a carnal thing. My body bucks and thrashes. My back bows and my hips move in a sinuous dance. I reach for his head, digging my fingers into his thick, midnight-black hair, and hold on for the best ride of my life.
