“God, your mouth,” she said greedily.
“You want my mouth, baby?” He slicked his tongue up along her glistening center, earning another sinful moan. “Like this?”
He circled the apex of her sex, adding pressure to her most sensitive nerves, over and over again. She inhaled a series of small, sexy gasps.
“Or like this?” He sealed his mouth over her swollen sex, plunging his tongue into her tight heat.
“Yes!” she cried out as he took her roughly, devouringly, and used his hand to add pressure where she needed it most. “Oh God, Drake!”
Her hips bucked, her sex clenched around his tongue, and a stream of sultry, erotic noises sailed from her lips. He read her body perfectly, moving with her, finding, exploring, and enjoying, all of her pleasure points. He held her at the peak, knowing just when to ease up and when to give her more. She was like the finest, most exquisite instrument he could ever learn to play, and he would become an expert.
When she finally collapsed to the mattress, he loved his way up her body as aftershocks quaked through her. She shivered at the nips and sucks he stole on his way to her glorious mouth. When his lips covered hers, she didn’t pull away at the taste of her arousal lingering on his lips or the ferocity with which he kissed her. She rose beneath him, trying to take even more.
They both came away breathless. There were so many things he’d thought he’d say at this incredible, important moment. He’d profess his love for her, promise not to hurt her, to support everything she wanted in her career. But as he gazed into her trusting, loving eyes, he saw that she already knew all those things.
He reached for his wallet.
“Don’t,” she said softly.
The plea in her eyes made his heart feel impossibly fuller.
“Have you been unsafe with anyone?” she asked.
“No. Never,” he said honestly, and the rest of the truth poured out. “I hoped we would eventually get our timing right. I was always careful.”
A sweet smile lifted her lips. “I’ve waited my whole life to be with you, and I’m on birth control—”
Her words were lost in the eager press of his lips as he gathered her in his arms, gazed deeply into her eyes, and said what perhaps she didn’t yet know. “I’m yours, Serena. I’ve been yours since you set your mesmerizing eyes on me and nervously fumbled your way through asking if I’d sing a duet with you. I wanted you desperately then, and I regretted holding back, but it brought us to this magical place and time, and I will not let you down again.”
He lifted her into the cradle of his arms, kissing her as their bodies became one. Nothing could have prepared him for the surge of emotions engulfing him or the intensity of their connection as they found their rhythm. They didn’t rush as they explored angles and depths, their bodies moving in exquisite harmony. Lust spiked through him with every seductive gasp, every erotic touch. When her orgasms crashed over her, one after another, like they’d set off an avalanche, the way she clung to him, crying out his name, was the most intense pleasure he’d ever experienced. Their passions mounted, desire stacking up inside him until he felt it throbbing through his veins, simmering beneath his skin, and when she bit down on his shoulder, he surrendered to his own powerful release.
Sometime later, as they lay tangled together, Serena drifted off to sleep and Drake wondered how they’d managed to give each other so much for all those years without ever giving each other this.
Chapter Ten
THE MORNING SUN snuck into Serena’s loft as slow and sweet as a cove kissed the shore, bringing the most glorious morning of her life into focus. She lay nestled in Drake’s warmth, his strong arms holding her tight even as he slept. He smelled heavenly and manly, like all the good things in her life wrapped up in one. She wanted to turn around so she could see his face as he slept peacefully beside her, feel his breath on her cheeks. But at the same time, she didn’t want to move and break the spell they’d fallen under. What if things changed between them? What if it became awkward?
What if they changed for the better?
The urge to know was too strong to ignore. She turned within the confines of his arms and found him awake, smiling sleepily.