Page 55 of The Stolen Dagger
“That’s right, darlin’,” Drew cooed. “I’m the only one who can make you feel like this. You were made for me. Mine.”
Just when I thought I was getting used to the feel of him, his hips jerked at a new angle, and I gasped as he thrust inside me with renewed vigor. The familiar tingles of my impending orgasm grew stronger and stronger.
“I—I’m about to—” I could barely form words as my hands dropped from his hair, down his neck, and to the hard planes of his shoulders.
Drew groaned, planting kisses on the side of my mouth, cheek, and finally to my ear.
“Come for me, Katherine,” he whispered. “Come all over my cock.”
That was all the encouragement I needed before I fell over the edge. Shocks of pleasure racked through my body asI screamed my release, burying my face into the curve of Drew’s neck.
His strokes turned lazy then, and I arched into him, making his chest flush with mine. I felt him throb inside me just before he groaned into my hair as he came.
Breathless and still coming down from our pleasure, Drew collapsed on top of my slick body.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” Drew said, still inside me, and pressed gentle kisses along my temple and cheek.
Before I could respond, he pressed his mouth to mine in a final kiss before he pulled out of me.
I shivered at the loss of his fullness as he stood from the bed. I must have voiced my displeasure because Drew whispered, “I’ll be right back, baby.”
He disappeared into the bathroom, discarded the used condom, and came back with a warm, wet washrag.
I eyed him curiously but remained silent as he gently wiped up the mess between my legs. The action almost brought me to tears.
No one had ever cared for me like this. No one had ever made sure my needs came before their own. In such a vulnerable moment, my love for Drew grew even more.
Wait, love?Is that what this tightness in my chest was? This unbearable desire to wrap myself up in him and never let go?
I shook off the thought, not wanting to focus on those questions and instead decided to relish in this moment with him.
Quickly discarding the wet rag, Drew climbed back into bed, wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me into his side.
“I wasn’t too rough, was I?” Drew asked after a few moments of silence. There was a concerned edge to his voice that rumbled in his chest.
“No,” I smiled against him. “You were perfect.”
Drew placed a kiss on the top of my head. “So were you.”
I closed my eyes, listening to the steady beat of his heart when a thought came to mind.
“Next time,” I whispered, swirling my fingers through the sprinkle of hair on his chest, “I want to be on top.”
Drew chuckled, and the sound wrapped around me like a warm blanket. “You can be anywhere you want as far as my dick is involved.”
We both chuckled before slowly falling asleep wrapped in each other’s embrace.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
KATHERINE
Warm lips and soft breaths against my neck lured me from a dreamless sleep the next morning.
“Mornin’, baby,” Drew’s deep voice rumbled beside me before he placed another kiss on my collarbone.
I shifted closer to the sensation, my leg tangling with his, and moaned at the soreness that radiated from the area between them. A smile pulled at my lips as I recalled the reason.
“From that sweet smile on your face,” Drew teased, “I can assume you slept well?”
