“You have to tell me if your shoulder starts hurting though.” My fingers skate a path up from his leg until I get to his length. He moves his hand, allowing me to grip him, wanting a taste of him even though I’m going to have him in my mouth in a matter of moments. My tongue laps at the head of his cock, tasting his pre-cum.
“Fuck, Giana.” I feel his hand dig into the curls hanging beside my face, hindering his view. “You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth, but I want to taste you.” Drake moves his hand down to my shoulder, trying to get me to move where he wants me.
I do as he requests. When it comes to him, I’d do anything with and for him, and I know with every piece of my heart, he’d do the same. I straddle his waist, then back myself up until my center is practically on top of his face. Drake pulls me down. The puff of air he blows against my drenched flesh sets off goose bumps along my body.
“Drake,” I whimper.
“I want my cock in your mouth, but Giana?” he murmurs against my pussy.
“Yeah?”
“I’m not coming in your mouth. And if you make me, I’m going to spank this ass red,” he emphasizes while slapping my right and then my left cheek.
“Who says that doesn’t make me want to swallow you even more?” I reply over my shoulder.
“Fucking firecracker,” he grouses. I take him back into my mouth. My cheeks hollow out as I follow my hand down the length of him. Drake’s body freezes beneath me, including the way he was licking me.
“What’s wrong?” I stop what I’m doing to make sure he’s okay and his shoulder hasn’t locked up.
“This isn’t going to work,” he groans. I scramble to get off his face, worried I hurt him.
“Are you okay?”
“Fuck yes, never better, but I’m not gonna last.” He pushes my hips down to his hips.
“What are you doing?” I question.
“I told you, you’re doing the work, but this view right here, I’m taking you like this.” Drake’s cock is right up against my clit, causing me to rock against him.
“This feels so good.”
“It’s about to feel even better.” I feel his hands grab my hips and I know he may have said I’d be doing all the work, but that’s not how Drake operates, and I’m perfectly okay with that.
Thirteen
Drake
I may have told Giana she’d be doing the work, and for the most part she will be, but this I can make happen, and the view of her ass, it’s another added quality. She gets my message of what I want her to do. Holding out for so long better not backfire on me. It gave us time to get to know one another, to learn each other’s bodies, how we got along. Even when I almost went balls deep inside her when we were in bed one day.
“Angel,” I sigh. The head of my cock is barely inside her tight heat. A part of me wants to pull her down in one powerful thrust. The only thing stopping me is that I could potentially hurt her.
“Drake,” she whimpers. Her head tilts back. Those luscious locks of hers are calling to me, wanting to fist them as she takes me.
“Take your time, baby.” Giana does what I say. She does a full body shiver as she moves slowly down my length. The curves of her body call to my hands. I grasp her ass cheeks, pushing them together, then pulling them apart, wanting to see how she rises up on her knees before dropping back down. The way her wetness clings to my cock, it takes all I have not to come right here and now.
Seeing that tight forbidden entrance knowing Giana liked it when I played with her before, so much so that she was groaning. It’s something she’d like to do, feel my cock buried in her depths. I wasn’t even touching myself, when I ate her cunt, before sliding a finger back there. Self-denial was really dumb on my part. Lesson fucking learned.
Here I am, barely holding on by a thread. That is not something I’ll ever admit to Giana. She tried her hardest to get me to give in. Hell, she’d be on her knees in front of me and I’d have to pull her back. Call it dumb, but I wanted to come inside her pussy the first time, claim it and mark it as my own.
When she’s up on her knees, I use my fingers to gather that sweet wetness of hers to coat the entrance to her ass. Her body tenses. “You want this, angel? If not, I’ll stop right now.”
“More.” My thumb presses in. I watch Giana the entire time to make sure she enjoys what I’m doing.