Page 17 of Taming Drew

“Innuendo infers. Let me be clear. I want you. If I thought I could put my cock in your hands, and you’d play with it, I’d hand you my cock right now.”

I gasp.I haven’t been this horny in I don’t know how long.“The things you say.”

His eyes bore into my soul. “You can’t tell me you don’t want me. Your body betrays you.” He moves toward me and pulls me onto his lap. Kissing me reverently at first, his passion building. I give up on trying to deny my desires. He swallows my moans as I slip my hand around his neck, fingering the long hair. Drew breaks the kiss and moves to my neck, eliciting a breathy sigh. “You taste as good as I imagined.”

I tip my head to give Drew better access. “That feels so good.”

Drew nuzzles my neck and jaw. “That’s nothing to what you’re going to feel. I’m going to make you feel so good, you’ll be addicted to my touch.”

“You’re so arrogant.”

“I’ve never wanted another woman more than I want you. I want to make you come as much as I need my next breath.” He puts his hand down my lounge pants and rubs against my pussy. Pleasure surges, soaking my panties, and filling me with lust. He slips his hand into the panties and strokes my lips while his thumb and finger play against my clit.

“Drew.” I cry out, raising my body and facing him, devouring his lips. Our tongues mingle as he uses those phenomenal hands to bring me closer to the edge. He swallows my ecstasy as I cry out, feeling the orgasm crest, pure pleasure powering through my body.

“God, you’re beautiful when you come.” He sucks on my lower lip and then leans back to yank off his shirt. “I can’t wait to taste you.” He switches arms holding me.

He grabs the bottom of my shirt and pulls it up and off my body. His mouth moves to my throat as his hand unhooks the center bra snap. He cups my breasts with his hands, and the look of lust on his face makes my pussy clench. Bending down, he takes my left nipple between his teeth and slides it back and forth.

I moan. “That feels incredible.”

“You’re going to love the things I’m going to do to your body.” He grabs me and lays me on my back onto the leather sectional. His pupils block out the blue irises in his eyes, making me even hornier, relishing in his lust. His fingers pull off my lounge pants and soaked panties in one swipe. Drew pushes my knees back, and he leans down to settle his mouth against my pussy. The first swipe of his tongue ratchets me off the sofa.

“Oh, Drew. Make me come.”

His chuckle vibrates in my clit as he sucks it, pursing his lips before he pulls off. He slips his long finger into my pussy and uses his thumb to rub my clit.

I thrash, moving my head back and forth and clutching the edges of the cushion. “Drew!” He’s lifted his head to watch me while his hand works me in all the right ways. I can’t be embarrassed, as my orgasm is within my reach.I’m sure I look like a crazy woman, but I don’t care.The sensations bombard my senses, and I cry out as my body peaks, needing to explode. He pushes his thumb harder into my clit, and I feel the pinch. It’s exactly what my body needs to climax. I lose all sense of time and space as I catapult into a mind-blowing orgasm.

“I can’t take it anymore. I have to be inside you.” He leans over to open a drawer under the center section of the sofa and pulls out a strip of condoms.

Reality crashes into me like a freight train.How many women has he fucked here? Was he planning this?“I can’t do this.” Scampering back a few feet, I sit up. “I don’t want to be a ball bunny.” The surprise on his face gives me a slight pause until my daughter’s face crosses into my mind.What kind of role model am I?

“Wait. What’s wrong? We both want this.”

I shake my head. “No, I won’t do this.”

Drew stares at me. “I don’t understand.”

I point at the condoms. “You have condoms under the sofa. Obviously, this is a thing for you, and I’m not that kind of woman. I can’t just be one of the many women you do and dump.” I don’t give him a chance to respond before I’m running for the guest room.

DREW

I jumpto my feet to follow Chloe, but she slams the door, and I hear the click of the small lock. “What the fuck just happened?” Walking back, I survey the scene. The strip of condoms contrast against the starkness of the furniture. I shake my head, grabbing them up in my hand. I slap the strip into my other palm. “Why would she be upset about the condoms? I always use one.” I plop myself back down onto the sofa and take out my phone. I need to check on Travis. I dial the phone and wait for him to answer.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Trav? How’s your mom?”

“She’s better. I’m moving her to Dallas. Who’d you use to get into the Quad?”

“I talked to Cameron Campbell. I’ll give you his number. He’s mentioned they have both apartments and condos available. What did the doctor say?”

“She’s going to need physical therapy and help with her day-to-day stuff. She’ll stay with me and have a nurse, and when she’s ready, I’ll put her in her own place near me.”

“You’re a dutiful son, Trav.”

“Thanks man. How are you feeling?”

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