Page 13 of Twins with Daddy’s Bestie

Drake drops me down on the bed and looks at me hungrily before shrugging out of his suit jacket and unbuttoning his shirt. I eagerly watch him take off the shirt, reaching forward and touching his toned stomach just like I wanted to the first time I saw him.

The bulge in his pants is growing from the anticipation, and I'm very eager for him to take off his pants, but he isn't ready for that. He reaches for my blouse and undoes the buttons, pushing it off my shoulders to leave me in just a bra. I fumble with the buttons on my pants and push them off my hips. He helps me pull them off and tosses them to the side.

I've never been this naked in front of a man before. There's nothing for me to hide under as his eyes scan every inch of flesh. There's something exciting about the vulnerability of it, knowing that I'm as bare as I've ever been in front of another person, and he likes it.

“You’re so sexy,” he says in a voice quiet enough that I barely manage to hear it.

“So are you,” I say nervously, feeling the muscles on his arm.

He pushes me back on the bed and climbs on top of me, letting his hands wander across my body. He starts on my hips and slowly moves them up, caressing my stomach before reaching between my breasts. His fingers slide under the cup of my bra to stroke my peaked nipple. I moan as warm feelings flood my body.

“Does that feel good?” he says before lowering his mouth to my neck. I close my eyes, and a moan escapes my throat. I try to respond, but my thoughts are muddled.

He grinds against me, and I feel the friction between my legs starting to swell. He's barely touched me, and I'm already on the verge of spilling over the edge. The more he moves, the more he hardens in his pants, and my entire body aches with desperation.

I spread my legs wider and pull him closer, trying to entice him. “You feel so good,” I say as he moves his hips harder against me, his groin brushing hard against my clit.

“This is just the beginning, Olivia,” he whispers in my ear, low and full of desire.

I bite my lip again and watch as he kisses his way down my body, lowering the cups of my bra to free my breasts. He stares at them before lifting me slightly to unclasp my bra. I toss it to the side, letting him take my breasts in his hands and bring his mouth down on them. Feeling the warm, soft wetness of his mouth against my nipple is more intense than I expected.

I run my fingers through his short brown hair and hold him closer, never wanting him to move. Eventually, he pulls his mouth away and looks at me with a prideful smile as I silently beg for him to go back.

His mouth is on mine again while his fingers slide down my body to the wet spot between my legs. His tongue sweeps through my mouth while his finger traces the outside of my panties, rubbing against me while I moan into his mouth.

He pulls his mouth away, and I try to grab him again to bring him back, but he smirks and climbs down my body. His fingers grip the waistband of my panties as he lowers them, letting the cool air of the room brush against my bare skin. His breath meets me first, and a shiver of anticipation runs through my body. Warm lips kiss the insides of my thighs, slowly working their way to the sensitive spot between my legs.

I look down at him with growing excitement as he uses a finger to part my folds before his mouth crashes into me. “Oh, my God!” I cry out as his tongue slowly explores me. My body shakes as he swirls his tongue around my clit, enjoying every movement.

He moans against me as he continues working, and the vibration is enough to force my head back into the mattress as I grip the sheets. Seeing my reaction, he does it again, and I can feel his lips turning into a smile.

A hand moves from my thigh toward my throbbing entrance, one finger hovering just outside. “Please,” I moan as I feel it getting closer. He slides it inside me, and I cry out as I feel him exploring my body, his tongue still swirling around me.

Drake continues to lick me, groaning against me as his finger thrusts inside, and my body convulses as pleasure surges through every cell. Only when I'm done trembling below him does he pull his mouth back and look at me with lust-filled eyes.

“You taste even better than I thought you would,” Drake says as he moves his hands toward his groin. I watch, my legs limp, as he massages the front of his pants.

I just had an incredible orgasm, but I want more. I sit up on the bed and pull him toward me, urging him to climb back on top of me. My fingers move to his belt and swiftly unbuckle it before freeing his cock from his pants.

It's even more intimidating than I anticipated. I try to imagine what it will be like to feel his throbbing shaft inside of me, but I know the best way will be to just experience it head-on.

“Just go slow, okay?” I say as I spread my legs wider and prepare to wrap them around his waist. He hovers outside my entrance, nodding as he kisses my neck.

I giggle and take a deep breath, realizing that my body has been clenched while waiting for him. “Sorry, I guess I am a little nervous.”

“We'll go at your pace,” Drake says, kissing me again. Feeling the weight of his body on top of me alongside the comforting words, I relax a little. I sink into the moment and enjoy being with him, forgetting about the nerves and anxiety.

“I think I’m ready,” I say after a few moments, biting my lip while Drake adjusts himself and slowly pushes inside of me.

I gasp, and he stills himself, looking into my eyes to make sure I'm okay. The pressure between my legs is overwhelming at first, not entirely unpleasurable. But as he holds still and my body adjusts to him, it fades, and I feel full with him inside of me. He slowly pushes the rest of his shaft forward with a groan as I take all of him.

“Are you okay?” he asks, holding his breath as he shifts slightly. My fingernails dig into his back as I exhale and relax, nodding. “Good. I want this to be good for you.”

Slowly, he grinds his hips against me. Any discomfort recedes, and all I feel is pleasure. I'm amazed at how closely I can feel him, and with every thrust, a pleasure I never thought possible floods my body. He pumps into and out of me, gently at first then a little more forcefully as he starts to lose control.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he whispers in my ear with a satisfied smile as his cock throbs and stiffens with each thrust.

I try to say something back, but no words come to mind. All I can focus on is the pleasure growing between my legs as Drake leans down and kisses my neck. The intensity grows, and I wrap my arms around him, digging my fingernails into his back as I brace myself for overwhelming pleasure.