Page 19 of Drill Session

“Drill,” I took a deep breath, releasing the anchor that had my feelings in a choke hold. “I need to tell you something, but after the conversation we just had, I don’t know how you’ll feel.”

He smirked. It was a lazy smirk. His eyes were low and red now. “Wassup, beautiful?”

Hesitation swept me off my feet and I landed flat on my ass. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would lure through my chest, or he could hear it. Nervousness was never my enemy, and I always kept confidence, tightly knitted around my body like a shoelace. In the past, admitting my feelings for a man wouldn’t be on my list of regrets, but it’s the way they treat you like shit after doing so, that’s why I’ve always kept them in my back pocket and went everything feeling optimistic, but I needed Drill to know this. I need him to know that I love him.

Reading my body language, he placed his free hand on my back and rubbed it up and down, giving me relief and comfort because I sure as hell needed it.

“When Jalisa and Lucky mentioned us coming here, I was so excited, because I knew this would be the place for me to confess how I felt about you. You know me and you know I’m stubborn. When this started with us, I tried to bottle my feelings up, but the more we talk on the phone, the more I consume your good energy and be in your space, I can’t help but develop a soft spot for you. Through these last few months, I’ve fallen for you. I’ve tried to fight it, but it’s hard. I’ve come to terms, that I love you, Drill.” I released a shaky breath. “I love you so much.”

Batting my eyelashes, I felt something wet hit my cheek and it wasn’t until I realized I was in my purist form, giving him my everything… surrendering to him. His Colgate white teeth bit down on his bottom lip as he dabbed under my eyes gently, to keep my makeup from smearing. I felt safe with him. Ialwaysfeel safe with him. The world surrounding me is riddling with evil casualties, murder and mayhem, but being around Drill I get to hum on a cloud and experience a soft girl era in the bliss of his touch without a doubt in my mind that he isn’t the man for me.

“You’re even beautiful when you cry,” he murmured. “I wonder what I did to fucking deserve you, mane. All the fucked up shit I did in the world and God placed you in my life, I don’t fucking deserve you,” he looked off to the side, muttering, almost as if he was talking to himself.

He turned to face me; the tension in his body was palpable as his jaw worked, a furious expression etched on his face. When he pinched the bridge of his nose he cleared his throat, before parting his mouth to say, “I don’t know how to love your heart yet Akira, but I know how to love your body.”

My heart felt like it wanted to crumble. Sensing my disdain for his choice of his words he used reassurance as a crutch. “I just need time to get my thoughts together. This… you… is all new to me.”

Nodding my head at his truth, I gave him a soft smile and rested my head on his chest. “I hear you. I understand,” I muttered.

I closed my eyes and faced the darkness behind my lids. The feel of his heartbeat drumming against my heart collided with the ocean waves. Feeling his hands caress and gently squeeze my body was a feeling that I’ve became used to in these past few months. Drill gives the best booty and body rubs. With no intentions, we always end up fucking after them and this would be no different, but the scenery was making me question if I was bold enough to take that leap. My clit thumped and the more his fingers kneaded my tender flesh, I couldn’t withstand the urge of wanting to feel his dick deep inside of me, stroking my pussy, marking his territory. Drill may have been right his dick can speak the words his heart can’t, and I’ll be crazy to think it didn’t have a mind of its own.

“Hmmm,” I hummed. “Drill.”

The cool breeze wafted past making the hairs on my back stand up and my nipples hardened through my expensive fabric.

“What’s the matter baby?” he spoke with concern etched in his tone. I didn’t have to look at him to see the deep V between his bushy brows. He always treated me like I was tender or fragile like a newborn baby, ready to come by side at any inconvenience if necessary.

“I need to feel you inside of me. I need to feel you licking and sucking on my pussy.” I whispered in his ear as if people were nearby, within ear sight, followed by a whimper.

He grunted and started licking and sucking on my back. “That’s what you want?”

“That’s what I need,” I stated, followed by a head nod.

“Right here, right now,” he asked for clarity.

Taking led, I stood up and motioned for him to unzip my dress. Once the fabric dropped to my feet, I held the front to keep my breasts covered. I turned to look back at him and he looked over my body with those deep brown eyes with appreciation and a glow. While pinching his bottom lip, he tilted his head to the side in deep thought.

“You know folks still be strolling on the beach at this time of night baby. You got some shy pussy,” he chuckled.

“I don’t care.” I removed my hands from the front of my dress, exposing my perky breasts. “Let them see you fuck me. I don’t care about people looking.”

He stood up and walked over to me then gently placed his hand on the cusp of my chin. “What done got into you? First you lettin’ bitches lick and suck on yo pussy and now this? I need to get you far the fuck away from here, huh?”

“It’s our last night here, baby. Why not go out with a bang?”

He tittered. “Go out with a bang huh?”

I nodded and my eyes followed him as he reached down beside him to dig in the basket. A gray, comfortable rug spread in his arm as he removed the tag. My heart thumped loudly through my chest. Sex with him always felt like the first time, even quickies, because Drill always touched my body with passion and talked mer through intense orgasms. Standing here now, my eyes held a glow as I watched him stagger in the sand with intent. Something felt different about tonight and I was all in with what the future holds for us. Coming to Lover’s Island held so much intent, with the likes of a mini baecay and I wouldn’t trade this in for nothing.

CHAPTER8

Drill

“I knew you’d trip if you thought this shit was used. I had them muthafucka’s get new shit. You deserve the best of the best Akira, everything top of the line baby.” I tossed the sticker from the blanket on the table after crumbling it.

I laid it down beside the table and grabbed her hand, motioning for her to join me. Wrapping my hands around her body, I stood behind her as we sat on top of the blanket. The sand made us sink deep.

“Your body calling for me baby?”

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