Page 45 of The Stolen Dagger
Looking torn, his gaze went from my shoulder to my face. “You’re sure?”
I nodded, smiling. “It’s cute you’re so worried.”
Drew delicately kissed my shoulder. “I’ll always worry for you.”
His sweet words stirred so many feelings inside me it was hard to focus on any one thing. My mind settled on the feral side of me, wanting him closer.
“Since you’re so concerned,” I giggled and spread my thighs on the counter, “I think I know what you can do to make me feel better.”
He licked his lips, which widened into a grin. “Oh, I plan to make you feel much,muchbetter, my little vixen.” He gently but swiftly lifted me into his arms as I wrapped my legs tight around his waist with a laugh. “But first, let’s get you somewhere more comfortable.”
The soreness of my shoulder long forgotten, I peppered kisses on Drew’s face and down his neck as he walked us back to his bedroom and tenderly laid me on his plush bed.
“Better, darlin’?” he asked, looking down at me under his hulking body.
“Much better.” I reached for the bottom of his shirt and lifted. “But you have too many clothes on.”
With a smirk, Drew helped me get his shirt over his head, then stood from the bed between my knees as they were draped over the edge.
With his broad chest and “fuck me” abs on full display, his jeans hung low on his hips, bearing the deep V right above his groin and the small line of dark hair under his navel.
I struggled to hold in my moan at the sight of him and instead bit my bottom lip.
What was I thinking denying myself the pleasure of him before?
“You’ll let me know if your shoulder hurts?” he asked, bending down to lean over me with his hands on either side of my head.
The slight throb in my shoulder was nothing compared to the ache I felt between my legs for him. That he was still concerned about my shoulder made me even more eager for him.
“Yes, yes, just please kiss me now.” I reached and pulled him back to me in a deep kiss, fighting for dominance, but he quickly took over. Coaxing my lips open, his tongue tangled with mine, thrusting into me like it was a promise of what was to come.
I lifted my hips to meet him, and Drew chuckled.
“So needy for me, aren’t you?” His lips moved across my jaw and down my neck, nipping at the soft flesh there. Mindful of my shoulder, he gently removed my shirt and bra, leaving me bare underneath him.
He paused his movements and breathed out slowly. “So beautiful.”
Just as I reached for his jeans, he stopped me, catching my hands.
“This isn’t about me tonight.” His hands roamed down my body, cupping my breasts, and I arched my back, needingmore of his touch. “Let me make you feel good.” He kissed my left shoulder. “I need to make you feel good.”
His lips moved from my shoulder down to my chest. His tongue swirled around my nipple before he sucked the sensitive bud into his warm mouth.
A tingling sensation shot down my body and straight to my dripping core. And I writhed against him.
After giving ample attention to both breasts, working me up even more, his hands wandered down my stomach to the button of my jeans and removed them entirely.
“Are you wet for me, darlin’?” Drew rubbed me through the thin material of my panties.
“Yes,” I gasped.
So desperate for his touch, I didn’t have it in me to be embarrassed. All I knew was I needed his mouth or his fingers or his cock before I went crazy.
His mouth left a hot, wet trail down my body as he moved to the area I needed him most. I vaguely felt the soft brush of his fingers on the sides of my hips before he gently slid my panties down my legs.
Before I could think to cover myself, he wrapped a muscular arm under and over my right thigh to keep me spread open for him.
“So fucking pretty,” he hummed against the inside of my thigh and ran his finger through my wetness, circling my clit.
