The Drake Restrained Compete Collection: Part 1 - 4 (The Drake Series Book 7)

by Lund, S. E.

  She nodded, licking her lips, her eyes closed.

  Now, I stimulated her with my cock, which was heavy and thick in my hand, the tip wet with fluid. I ran the head all over her external labia and then over her slit, nudging it in at the entrance to her body before stroking her clit with it once more. I repeated this, slipping a bit deeper each time. As I had done with her at her apartment – I knew this would get her ready.

  "I'm going…" she said, gasping as I pulled out, her thighs quaking. I waited another couple of moments for her to cool down again before I started stimulating her once more. When I was fully inside of her, I kept still and leaned over her so I could look at her face.

  "Open your eyes," I said, my voice firm. She complied, her eyes languid, half-lidded with desire. "I'm teaching you patience, Katherine. You have to get used to obeying me. You have to turn your body and mind over to me completely. Just feel."

  She nodded without speaking.

  "Now close your eyes again."

  She did and so I began again, slowly entering her a bit more with each thrust. I didn’t touch her clit, just fucked her until my entire length was inside her warm wetness. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensation, I knew I’d have to watch myself, keep my focus on Kate. I reached down and stroked her clit, wanting her to come now, despite telling her she couldn’t.

  I wanted her to lose control. For me to make her come and for her to be unable to stop herself.

  "I'm going to…" she said through gritted teeth, and I could see she was trying so hard not to come but was ready, oh so ready, to go over the edge. I leaned back over her.

  "Open your eyes," I said quickly. "Look in mine."

  She did, and instead of stopping once more to let her cool down, I kept thrusting, close to my own edge, having to focus on her to stop myself from coming.

  "Oh, God…" she gasped, her body tensing, eyes rolling up a bit.

  "Say my name," I ordered, wanting to hear it from her lips. "Say my name when you come."

  I fucked her hard and fast, wanting to push her as far as I could.

  "Say my name."

  She tried but could barely speak above a whisper. "Drake…"

  Then her body arced and her face slackened and I knew she was coming. I thrust harder, faster, watching her as I did. Then I came, the pleasure surging up from my balls and through my groin.

  I collapsed onto her, my face in the crook of her neck, gasping for breath in her ear.

  Finally…

  Finally I’d fucked her, after weeks of imagining it, planning for it. Needing it and her.

  "I don't understand," she said, a look of confusion on her flushed face. "I thought you didn’t want me to come, but you made me come on purpose."

  I pulled back, my face over hers, my eyes locked on hers. Finally, I smiled, enjoying how innocent she was.

  "Kate, my whole reason for existence when we're together is to make you come."

  "But then, why did you tell me…"

  I kissed her neck once more and then rose up. I spread her legs and watched as I pulled my now-softening cock out of her.

  "Perfect," I said as I watched my come dripping out of her pussy.

  She smiled and covered her face with her hands.

  "Why did you tell me I wasn't supposed to come?" she asked again.

  I leaned back down between her thighs, my face above hers, and stroked her cheek.

  "I have to learn your body like it was my own because I want to own it. You have to get used to taking orders from me. You have to get used to me controlling your response. I watched you get closer and closer with what I did to you so I could learn to judge when you're no longer able to hold back. I watched your body and your face. I listened to your breathing for how erratic it became when you started to come, watched your skin for how it flushed when you were ready, saw your nipples as they puckered when your orgasm started, how your belly tightened as your muscles tensed. They're all clues that let me know how you're feeling, how you're responding to each thing I do to you. Eventually, I'll be able to tell you're close without you having to tell me. But you'll still have to ask permission. I want to control your orgasms, Kate. It's my kink."

  She nodded, as if finally understanding.

  "I want your every orgasm to be mine."

  "Why?" she said, opening her eyes.

  I shook my head, having wondered the same thing many times before. Psychoanalysis requires you to understand your own motivations. I was as curious about my need for control as my own analyst had been. It was a combination of things, primarily due to a feeling of loss of control as a child.

  "Why does it matter?" I said, not wanting to get into it. "I just do. There's no big mystery. It gets me off. When I really feel your complete submission, that moment when I know you are completely mine, it will be," I said, pausing for the right words. "Bliss."

  "Bliss," she said, mirroring my own words.

  "Hopefully, when you do submit completely, you'll feel it, too."

  "I thought I did."

  I smiled. "No, not even close. We're just starting, Kate,” I said, stroking her cheek with the backs of my fingers. “I have to learn every inch of you. I have to learn all your little kinks. All the things that send you over. I have to feel you give more and more control to me. Unquestioning. You have to do things without a thought and you're still thinking. It will take a while. But it will be so worth it for us both."

  I kissed her neck, her throat and the tops of her breasts, feeling for the first time since I met her that she was actually going to be mine.

  We went to bed after washing up and brushing our teeth side by side in her bathroom. Usually, that kind of mundane relationship thing would kill my mood, but with Kate, it felt good. We slipped beneath the covers and I pulled her against my body, one hand beneath her breast.

  "Why are you sleeping here with me?" she asked. "I thought you'd go back to your own room."

  I said nothing for a moment. "I thought I'd stay with you tonight, make sure you're all right after the day you had. You've got a bad sunburn, and you had a touch of heat stroke."

  "So you're in charitable doctor mode?"

  I kissed her shoulder. "Something like that." I sighed after a while, thinking to myself that I was really breaking my rules. "To tell you the truth, I've gone a bit off the reservation, so to speak."

  She rolled over onto her back and looked at me, her eyes shining in a sliver of light from the window.

  "Off the reservation?"

  "I've broken my own rules with you."

  "How?"

  I stroked my hand over her shoulder and down her arm. "I told you. I keep things in their own place. I don't like them to mix."

  "Why? Were you one of those kids who kept their food on separate parts of the plate, not letting them touch?"

  I laughed at that but it was a good metaphor for my life. I tried hard not to get too enmeshed in the lives of my subs. I didn’t want to need them. I didn’t want them to need me.

  "It gets messy."

  "What gets messy?" she said.

  "Katherine…" I kissed her forehead. "Is this twenty questions?"

  She didn’t speak for a moment and I knew then I’d hurt her. "You want to understand me, Drake. Why can't I want to understand you?"

  "That's not how it's supposed to work,” I replied. “You're supposed to just let me do the thinking. Let me do the knowing. You just let go of control when you're with me and relax. I should remain this dark and powerful enigma."

  "Dr. Enigma," she said, smiling just a bit. "I think I get it. You want to stay a bit mysterious so I feel more submissive when I'm with you. Am I right?"

  "Something like that. Now, shush,” I said softly. “Go to sleep. I'm going to fuck you first thing before the conference starts and I want you all bright eyed and bushy tailed. Fair warning."

  "Bright eyed and bushy tailed…" she said chidingly. "How will I be able to sleep after you tell me that? Too bad I didn't bring Big along�
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  "You've got the real Big right here," I said and thrust my hips against her. "Don't you try to get me all hard again, Katherine." I nuzzled her neck. "I have to present my paper tomorrow morning in another session. I have to sleep."

  Beside me, Kate sighed. "Good night, Drake."

  "Good night, Ms. Bennet," I said, smiling at her. "I'm beginning to think that name suits you to a tee and I should start calling you Elizabeth."

  "Did you read Pride and Prejudice?" She sounded surprised.

  I pulled her closer, my arms around her. "Dave isn't the only person in the world to take a Victorian Lit course in college. I read Pride and Prejudice, but I'm more a Brontë Wuthering Heights fan."

  She didn’t say anything for a moment as if digesting that fact.

  "Why did you like Wuthering Heights so much?"

  "Kate…" I yawned, not really wanting to get into the whole identification I felt with Heathcliff. "Tomorrow. I promise that, after I fuck you, I'll tell you all about my love of Emily Brontë over breakfast…"

  "Wuthering Heights is so … depressing,” she said. “Tragic. Pride and Prejudice is happily ever after."

  "Shh," I said, squeezing her once more. "I don't believe in happily ever after, Kate. I've studied psychology. I've been divorced. Now please. Women's brains have this tendency to become more active after a good fucking. Men need sleep. Very strong hint…"

  She said nothing more after that and for a moment, I felt a bit bad for shutting her down when she obviously felt like talking. It wasn’t only that I was exhausted. It was that I felt strange talking to her like that. I didn’t do the whole sleepover schtick. I didn’t get into deep conversations with my subs. I didn’t wax poetic or philosophic with them. I tied them up, tortured them with pleasure, made them come several times, and then fucked them until I did. End of story.

  This whole trip was probably a huge mistake, but for whatever reason, I went along with it and even encouraged it. I felt conflicting emotions as we lay together in bed, her snuggled into my arms. Part of me was ecstatic. I’d finally fucked Kate – something I’d been fantasizing about way too much for someone like me, who didn’t do that sort of thing.

  The other part was on guard, as if some dark and ominous threat loomed just out of sight. I knew it was there.

  I had no idea when it would rear its ugly head and break my heart.

  I closed my eyes and exhaled heavily, determined to shut my mind off and not let my worries about this – relationship – whatever it turned out to be – ruin my peace of mind.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  When I next woke, I was alone in bed. Kate was in the bathroom for I saw a sliver of light under the door.

  I rose and went to the door, opening it to see if she was okay. Kate was sitting with her head in her hands.

  "What's the matter?” I started inside, conscious that she was on the toilet but she looked as if she were in distress “Are you feeling OK?"

  "Drake, I'm taking a pee…" she said, putting something in her bag. "Can you give me a moment?"

  "Sorry." I stepped out of the bathroom doorway. "I was worried you were feeling sick from your burn."

  She finally flushed the toilet and came out, frowning.

  "Are you OK?"

  "My burn hurts," she said, her voice a bit quivery. "I thought I'd put some aloe on it."

  I nodded and ran my fingers over the burn on her breasts. "Let me do that."

  "I can do it," she said, pushing my hands away.

  "I like to do it." I took the bottle out of her hands and turned her around, lifting her so that she sat on the vanity, her back to the mirror. I leaned closer between her thighs and pulled down one of the straps to her nightgown. Seeing her delicious breast like that sent blood rushing to my dick. I was determined to take care of her before I fucked her, so I squeezed some aloe out and smoothed it over the burns on her shoulders and breasts.

  "This is going to make me hard."

  "It's still really early…" she said, a hint of protest in her voice.

  "Six hours of sleep is my usual." I smiled at her, trying to get her mood lighter but she wasn’t responding to me. "You're so delicious in that black lace. But even more delicious out of it." I hiked up the hem so that her thighs and newly shaved pussy were exposed. Then I poured a bit of aloe gel on her thighs where the burn was worst and spread it over them. "Oh, I am definitely getting hard because of this."

  "I need to take a shower first," she said and I got the sense that she wanted to avoid me for some reason.

  I put the bottle of aloe down and leaned against her, kissing her throat and neck, hoping to ignite her desire as mine had been seeing her half-naked and touching her skin.

  "This is waterproof," I said, sliding my fingers up her inner thigh to her groin. "Oh, you're so nice and smooth…"

  I pulled away, my erection jutting out, hard as rock. "I'll turn the shower on. You get naked."

  I turned away and started the shower, entering it, motioning to Kate to come in with me. There was enough room for four people and I decided I was going to fuck her in the shower.

  Once she was inside, I took a bar of soap and lathered up, then washed her, starting with her shoulders and moving down over her breasts. I was going to work her up slowly, my soapy hands sliding over her skin, squeezing her breasts, pulling her nipples until they were hard nubs.

  I moved lower over her belly and between her thighs. She gasped softly when I slipped my fingers between her labia, one hand sliding around to her ass.

  "There," I said, turning her back, letting the spray rinse off all the soap. I was going to eat her first and so when she was all clean, I shut off the water. "All clean."

  I knelt down on the floor, taking her leg, placing it over my shoulder. I glanced up at her, wanting to hold her eye while I licked her to increase the intimacy. "I'm going to eat you, Kate. Put your leg over my other shoulder. Hold on to those bars for support. Remember to tell me if you feel like you're going to come."

  She did, her thighs shaking when I spread her lips and began to lick her all over, my tongue circling her clit, then sliding lower to the entrance to her body. I slipped two fingers into her warmth and was rewarded with another small gasp and her body clenching around my fingers. I couldn’t wait to slide my aching cock inside of her.

  "Drake, I…" Kate whispered, but I didn't stop. I kept licking, sucking her clit into my mouth, my fingers stroking inside of her. "Drake, I'm going to come…"

  I glanced up and saw her gritted teeth and knew she was going to come, and was fighting it as best she could. Finally, she moaned out loud. "Oh, God…"

  Then I felt her orgasm start when her muscles clenched rhythmically, rapidly, her whole body tensing. I pulled my mouth away and stared into her eyes as she gasped above me, her arms shaking.

  Then I let her stand upright again, my rock-hard dick pressing against her belly.

  "Turn around," I commanded and she complied like a good submissive, spreading her thighs without me having to ask, gripping the safety bars for support. I entered her from behind, sliding deep inside of her, easily because she was nice and wet from her orgasm. I slid my hand around her body and stroked her clit, determined to make her come again while I fucked her. I angled my cock so that I bumped her g-spot with each slow shallow thrust, while I stimulated her clit with my fingers.

  Soon, she was helping me, pressing back against me with each thrust.

  "Drake," she said, breathless once more, "I'm going to come again."

  I didn't stop, just kept sliding inside of her a few inches, my fingers never stopping their slow, agonizing tease. She was breathing rapidly, and I knew she was close once more.

  "Drake…"

  "Come for me," I said, and started thrusting faster, entering her all the way. "Say my name when you come," I whispered, biting her shoulder. "Say my name."

  She gasped but didn’t respond.

  "Say my name," I demanded, so close myself I thought I wouldn’t be ab
le to control myself.

  "Drake…" She groaned, and shuddered, her whole body quaking.

  Feeling her clench around my cock sent me over, the pleasure blinding. I gripped her hips, thrusting through my ejaculation until I had to stop. I leaned against her, my hands spread on the wall, my cock still deep inside her.

  "Fuck…" I gasped in her ear and then slipped one hand down to stroke her body, from her neck and over her breasts, then to her pussy once more. "That was so good."

  She gasped when I touched her clit softly and I smiled. Finally, I slipped out of her and turned her around, bending down to kiss her, pulling her into my arms.

  "There," I said and stroked her cheek. "That's two for one, I think."

  She smiled and closed her eyes, but I had this sense that she was holding back. "Are you keeping track?"

  I leaned down and pressed my face in her neck, hiding my smile while I kissed her skin.

  "I'm greedy that way."

  I left Kate in her room and went back to mine for a while, to change my clothes and sort through my notes before the conference started. I felt ecstatic for despite the little problem with Kate’s suit and her hyperthermia, we had a very good night together and the sex, while vanilla, was really good for us both. It wasn’t mind altering life changing sex, but it gave me hope that we were simpatico and that I would eventually be able to read her when we were in scene and know what she needed and how far she wanted to go. Then, we’d reach mind-altering. Life changing. Frankly, I would have been satisfied to have a plain vanilla relationship with her, but was glad that she was at least intrigued by kink and wanted to try it. I had no idea how deep we would get, but I wanted to explore everything with her.

  I wanted to go as far and as deep as she wanted and needed.

  Whatever that ended up being, I’d be content.

  I knew Kate was more than just a sub. I could feel myself sinking into something that felt like infatuation, but bigger. I’d done so many things with Kate that I had written down on my “never do this with a sub” list. We’d gone out for a meal and to my favorite restaurant on top of it. A place with so many memories of my father and my youth. It had great sentimental value for me. I’d gone to the concert with her. We were together in a paradise, and had spent the night together. I’d slept over.