Page 19 of Diamonds & Deception

I blindly grope around for his shoulders and find his hair, guiding him to where I need him. He doesn’t touch me there and instead continues to massage and kiss my thighs.

“Please, Drake.”

“What is it you need, baby?”

I arch my hips and tug at his hair, but still, he holds back.

“Tell me.”

“Touch me.”

“Where?”

I don’t know how to talk dirty. I’m no virgin, but I’ve never been so desperate to be touched or licked. I’ve never had a guy ask me where I want to be touched.

“Please,” I moan, dry humping the air.

“Where?” I feel his breath and nearly combust.

“Oh god. Yes! There. My clit. Hurry. Shit. I’m going to come.” I’m going to come, and he hasn’t even touched me yet. That’s how powerful Drake is.

His fingers creep their way to my center and thank the orgasmic gods, he sinks a finger into me.

“Holy fuck, you’re drenched.”

“I know,” I pant.

He slides in a second finger, and I nearly rocket off the bed. He moves so slow, so languid. It’s killing me. My orgasm is right there. I’m on the ledge, ready to fall, but he keeps me from tumbling.

“Nora.” My name vibrates on my clit as he licks me. Once. Twice. And I practically catapult off the bed. His free arm holds me down as he works me with his fingers and his tongue.

I’m spiraling out of control. My brain is toast. My body is on fire. Electricity shoots from every limb of my body. I’m tugging so hard on his hair and digging my heels so deep into the bed, he’s got to be in pain.

When he finally relents, and my body is done levitating, I collapse and pant like a freaking dog who’s been playing fetch all day.

Drake sucks on my clit, and I’m electrocuted once again. He releases me and glides up my body until he’s hovering over me again.

“You’ve been warned. I’m not done with you yet.”

I’m still gasping for air, and I try to lift my hand to point to his chest. Only the attempt is futile. “Take your damn shirt off first. All your clothes.” I close my eyes and hope he takes some time so I can recover.

He draws a nipple into his mouth. “You first.” In one swift move, he pulls my dress off, then picks up one foot and unbuckles my shoe.

Hell, I didn’t even realize I still had them on. He takes the other off and my legs fall to the mattress like wet noodles.

“Tell me you’re not wasted, Nora. I’m not taking advantage of you if you pass out.”

I shake my head from side to side. “I was tipsy earlier but I’m pretty sure I danced and sweated the alcohol out of my system. My legs are toast from those shoes and the mega orgasm you gave me. I’m one hundred and fifty percent on board with you continuing your ravishment of my body.”

“Fuck.” He curses again and I open my eyes, blessed by the sight of him struggling to get out of his clothes. The manisa god. Strong and fit, and by the direction of his giant erection, he’s so ready to take me to the next level.

I clench my thighs together, worried about how he’ll fit.

Drake notices and places a hand on my knee. “Second thoughts?”

“First thoughts. You’re, um...” I bite my lip and stare at his cock. “I’ve done this before but never...”

“Never?” He furrows his brows and sits next to me, which isn’t helpful. It only brings his impressive cock that much closer, which makes it that much bigger.

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