Page 35 of Wrapped in Winter

He covers my back and snakes an arm under me, holding my breast as he enters me from behind. “You listen so well, January. Fuck, you’re amazing.” His rhythm is steady, and he kisses the back of my neck before nipping and teasing my skin. He rises above me, smoothing his hands down my back and over my ass, kneading and holding tight while he slams into me.

“Drake! Oh, it feels so good.” I reach under my body to play with my clit, and he gives me another spank.

“Nope, that’s my job.” He takes my hands, leading them to the headboard, stretching me. “Hold onto this and don’t let go until I say.” With one hand holding my shoulder and the other on the bed beside me, he begins deep, slow thrusts in a steady pattern. My body bounces with each strike, my tits shakingunder me, but I don’t let go, loving the way he uses me for my benefit and his.

“Jesus, baby, I don’t know where I want you. You look fucking fantastic taking my cock like this.” I hang tight to the headboard, calling out with each pump of his hips. “Are you close?” I nod, whimpering as he slides out. “On your back, I want to see your face when I make you come.”

I fall helplessly to my back, my body already spent in the most perfect way.

“Put your legs up in the air and cross them.” He drifts his hands up the inside of my legs, tickling me before he slides back inside me, holding my ankles and fucking me again. “I like this, you're so tight.”

“And deep.” My arms are thrown over my head.

He lets out a low growl. “And fucking deep.”

Each thrust gets quicker. I feel him reaching the end, and when I say, “Drake, I’m going to come,” he parts my legs, draping them on his shoulders. I watch as he drops his head and spits onto my pussy before using it to play with my clit.

And I fucking break.

The orgasm that he pulls from me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I don’t know if it was the lead up, the constant foreplay, the dirty words, or this final act that sent me over the edge to a height I’ve never hit before. My body shakes and convulses, and the noises that fall from my lips are animalistic and surprise me.

“Look at me!” he commands, and I do. His neck strains and his mouth drops open as he hits his peak, making quick and short strokes as he comes with me before collapsing on the bed beside me. Our heavy breathing matches each other’s until it evens out. He grabs my hand, lifting the back of it to his lips and placing a kiss there before dropping it back to the bed.

“Damn. And I thought the bathroom was good.”

I laugh. “This was so much better.”

I lay there enjoying the burn that lingers at being stretched and filled just right. And I wonder if this can really work.

Chapter 14

Drake

I’ve never experienced sex like that with anyone. I knew our first time together was filled with sparks, but this time? We lit the room on fire. I felt out of control, not knowing what I wanted and how much I needed. I just knew I needed her.

I lay back against the headboard and she rests her head on my chest, her arm draped over my stomach and mine in her hair. The sheets are over us, but her naked form against mine is calming.

“Tell me about Lily,” she asks quietly as she traces the tattoo on my arm.

“She was my best friend.” My chest gets tight but I continue to talk. “Even if she called me an annoying youngerbother.” I laugh then sigh when January places a kiss on my chest. “We really enjoyed being together and doing things, mostly to make our parents mad, but isn’t that the bond of all siblings? See how far you can push Mom and Dad?” I chuckle again.

“Oh, it is. The four of us used to love to cause chaos in the house. Nothing bad, just enough to get them shaking their heads.”

“I know how it was with two of us, so I can only imagine four.” I smile and continue running my hand through her hair. “She used to sneak me into high school parties. Her senior year was a blast for me too. I remember homecoming weekend, there was a big dance. Everyone was going, but my parents said I was too young. That a house party wasn’t the place for a freshman, let alone a Ford freshman.”

“What does that mean?”

“My Dad had a certain image to uphold. And if his kids were running wild in the neighborhood and talk got back about it, it would make him look like he had no control at home.” I sigh. “He shouldn’t have worried; he had threats and a loud voice that made us fall into line most of the time. Except for that weekend.”

She turns her head and rests her chin on her hand on my chest and watches me with a smile. “What did you do?”

“They were having a dinner party, so it made it easy for us to leave. Dad was so engrossed in charming the stuck-up neighbors, he barely noticed when I said I was going to my room. He was probably just happy to have me out of his hair. Lily was already at the football game, so when it hit the fourth quarter, she sent me a text and told me to walk to the end of the driveway. I ran tree to tree, glancing back at the house, and when I saw lights coming down the road, I ran to it and jumped in the car.” I grin. “I’ll never forget her saying, ‘Hey, little bro, nice of you to join us tonight. Ready to have the time of your life?’ Her friends all laughed and whistled as we took off into the night.”

“Was it the time of your life?”

“It was. The entire school was there. The music was amazing, people were jumping naked in the pool. There was food, beer, and girls upon girls everywhere I turned.”

She laughs at me and pokes my ribs. “Every teenage boy's dream huh?”

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