Her Savior

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “When you’re ready to cum, slap the back of my head hard,” Sophia said as she felt Drake getting close.

  “Why?” Drake asked with a shocked expression. He had never had such a request from a woman, and it had really thrown him off.

  Drake slowed his thrusts and instantly felt his impending orgasm disappear. Was Sophia one of those women who liked to be hurt during sex? Drake was definitely not into anything like that.

  “It will make my ass tighten, and your orgasm will be insane.”

  Drake didn’t like the sound of that at all. He certainly wasn’t going to slap a woman, even if she wanted him to. That was just one of those things Drake wouldn’t do during sex or any other time. There weren’t that many things about sex that Drake would say no to, but hurting someone was a definite one in his book.

  He continued to thrust, and just as he was about to cum, he reached down, grabbed Sophia’s long red hair and pulled on it roughly as he came with a hard thrust. He knew it wasn’t what she had asked him to do, but he really didn’t feel comfortable at all with her request.

  Drake had been with plenty of women who liked to play a little and tie each other up and do those kinds of things, but he had never been asked to hit a girl before. That was a huge no-no for him. He just didn’t get off on that kind of thing at all.

  “It’s called a donkey punch,” Sophia said as she stood up.

  “It is?”

  “Yeah, you’ll have to try it sometime. I hear it makes the guy’s orgasm absolutely insane.”

  “I don’t think it’s for me. I’m more of a gentle guy,” Drake said.

  Sophia just laughed and slid back under the warm water of the shower. Drake joined her for a moment before getting out, making his way to the large bathtub, and turning the water on. He still couldn’t believe that Sophia had asked him to hit her while they were fucking. It actually had started to bother him, and he needed to wind down and hopefully talk with Sophia a little before their time together was over.

  “Are we taking a bath?” Sophia asked.

  “Yes, I’d love to take a bath with you.”

  Drake poured some bubbles into the bath, and before they knew it, there was a huge pile of fluffy bubbles filling the bathtub.

  “I don’t usually take baths,” Sophia said as she watched Drake get in. “I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep and drown in the bath.”

  “I’ll keep you safe.”

  Drake held his hand out as Sophia climbed in and sat right in front of him. The intimacy of the bathtub instantly made Sophia uncomfortable. She wanted to run out as quickly as possible, but she also knew that there wasn’t that much more time with Drake, and she couldn’t miss out on that.

  “How did you think of this idea to have all these women here at your house?”

  Drake laughed a little and remembered back to his lunch with Robert and how they had first started to talk about the idea. Drake had wanted a fight to the death, he snickered under his breath. It was probably much better that Robert had stopped that idea.

  “Robert is married and so happy. I’m getting close to forty years old and thought I should try to find a good match for me. But it’s not like the clubs are a good place to meet quality women, so most of the women I meet are purely for one night of pleasure.”

  “Do you have a lot of one-night stands?”

  “Yes.”

  There was no use in lying to Sophia. He wanted a woman who was alright with his past and was still willing to work with him on a future. No matter which one of the women he picked during the week, Drake was going to be honest with them about everything. He knew that the only way it would work out with a woman was if he were honest.

  “Did you pick us all, or did Samantha?”

  “It was actually Samantha and Robert, but they know me very well. I’ve worked with both of them for years. I think they did a pretty damn good job.”

  “Of course they did, they picked me,” Sophia said, reaching behind her and starting to stroke Drake’s cock.

  He reached his hand under the water and stopped her. Drake was starting to see Sophia much more clearly. She used sex to avoid any sort of real intimacy. Through sex, she could distract people and avoid answering questions or even having to deal with her real emotions.

  “I’d love to get to know you more,” Drake said as he started to kiss Sophia’s neck. “Tell me about your mother.”

  Sophia froze at the mention of her mom. Not only did she not want to talk about her mother, she really didn’t want Drake to ask about her childhood or family or anything about her past.

  “My life is pretty boring, how about your mother?” Sophia said, quickly changing the subject.

  “My mom is one of the sweetest women I know. She is what inspires me to find my partner. She and my father are still very much in love.”

  “That is inspiring,” Sophia said as she continued to avoid talking about her family.

  Drake let the silence fill the room as he moved his hands up and down Sophia’s arms. He could tell she had a lot of walls up, and there was no way he was going to break through them all in one night. But he was willing to let their final hour together be total silence if that was what needed to happen to get Sophia to actually open up a little.

  Two minutes passed, and the silence continued. Soon, it had been a whole fifteen minutes without either of them talking. Sophia felt so uncomfortable, but she wasn’t about to ask any more questions because she knew that would mean that Drake would ask her more questions as well.

  “Why don’t you want to talk about your family?” Drake finally asked.

  Sophia took a deep breath and then decided she was just going to go for it. She was going to tell Drake about her family and just hope that it didn’t totally scare him away.

  “My mother worked harder than any woman I know, all because my father gambled away our money on a consistent basis. The only reason I started to work so young was because we didn’t have money for food because of my father. It was a tough life, but my mother was always there for me.”

  Drake continued to stroke Sophia’s arms as she talked. It felt like a small victory in her giant wall that she had built up around her. It was something new to Drake, a deep conversation with a woman who actually just wanted to have continuous sex. But Drake was really happy that Sophia had decided to give it a try and trust him.

  “So you get your strength from your mother,” Drake said sweetly.

  Sophia tried to hold back the tears, but before she could stop them, they were flowing like they hadn’t flowed in years. Sophia wasn’t the type of girl that cried, in fact, she hated girls that cried.

  She got out of the bath before Drake could even comfort her. Sophia quickly moved to the bedroom and dried off and started to put some sweatpants on. She made sure not to look at Drake as he came out of the bathroom and stood near the bed, watching her.

  “It’s OK, Sophia. You don’t have to be strong all the time.”

  Sophia looked up at Drake and saw such understanding in his eyes. As he walked toward her, she felt safe; she had never felt safe to show her emotions with a man before. Sophia let the tears come and wrapped her arms around Drake’s neck as he stood next to her.

  Her tears were so genuine, and Drake thought they had probably been saved up from years of doing things all alone. He held on tight to her and didn’t let go. More than anything, Drake just wanted Sophia to know that there were people in the world that wouldn’t hurt her. There were people that actually cared about her, and he was one of those people.

  They stood at the edge of the bed for the last fifteen minutes of their time together. Drake was prepared to stay with Sophia if she needed him. He didn’t need to leave her. He could stay all night long if she really needed him, but as Sophia pulled away from him, Drake saw in her eyes that she wanted him to leave. The emotions of the moment were a lot for her, and she needed some time alone.

  “Thank you for a great day, Sophia, I’ll never forget it.”


  Sophia grabbed Drake’s hand and walked with him to the door of her room. Her face was coated with her own tears, and she just looked up at him and smiled. There wasn’t much she could say after totally crying like she just had done.

  “Me too,” Sophia finally was able to get out.

  “You sleep good tonight, and I’ll see you tomorrow,” Drake said as he opened the door and started down the hall toward his room.

  He stopped and turned back to look at Sophia as she watched him walk down the hall. She looked beautiful and vulnerable, and much more like the person Drake thought she was. He waved to her one last time before turning and continuing down the hall.

  “See you tomorrow,” Sophia managed to say.

  As Sophia closed the door, she collapsed into tears up against it. She had spent her entire adult life trying to avoid talking about her past, and in the last week, she had done it twice. Sophia couldn’t stop the tears, and she didn’t know if she really wanted to stop them. It felt good to finally get some of that grief out of her.

  Chapter 8

  As Drake walked back to his room, he heard a loud crash come from Lauren’s room. He knocked on the door and then opened it quickly without waiting for her to answer. It sounded like she had fallen from something really high up, or something else had fallen.

  “Are you alright?” he said, noticing a surfboard on the ground.

  “Sorry, it just fell over while I was waxing it. It’s a bit of a beast.”

  Drake hadn’t had the chance to read through Lauren’s file yet, but he suddenly remembered Robert telling him about Lauren. She was a famous surfer. It seemed like a fun lifestyle, and suddenly Drake could see why Lauren was always so dang happy.

  “That sure does look big,” he said as he helped her pick it up.

  “That’s what she said,” Lauren said as she started to laugh.

  It took Drake just an extra second or two to get the joke, but then he started to laugh as well. He really did like how upbeat and positive Lauren was. It was a bit of a shock to go from Sophia, who was crying, to a conversation with Lauren, who was obviously upbeat and happy.

  “You are funny; I like a good sense of humor,” Drake said.

  “Thanks, I like a good ride.”

  Drake was shocked at the sexual innuendo that was coming out of Lauren’s mouth. He certainly hadn’t heard such forward talk from her when she was around the other girls. He liked it, she was intriguing him more and more.

  “Well, I’m going to go back to my room and think about you riding something big,” Drake said as he winked at Lauren.

  “Have a good night.”

  “You too, Lauren.”

  Drake made his way to his room, and the first thing he did was call Robert. It had been bugging him all night long as to why he had been in such a hurry to leave and why he didn’t feel like talking at all when he was in the house.

  “I’m sleeping,” Robert said as he answered his phone.

  “No, you aren’t. What’s going on? Why did you rush out of here?”

  Robert was quiet for a moment, and it sounded like he was walking or moving or something. Drake just waited for him to respond.

  “My wife freaked out when she knew I was over there with you and the seven women the other night. I’m going to have to keep my distance this week.”

  Drake started to laugh. Robert was one of the most loyal people Drake knew, and there was no way he would ever cheat on his wife. Never! Drake knew it one hundred percent. But he could see why Robert’s wife might not have felt very comfortable knowing that he had been around all those women.

  “Why did you tell her?” Drake said through his chuckle.

  “I’m not about to lie to my wife,” Robert said.

  “So, cheeseburgers you can lie about, being at my house you can’t?”

  “Exactly. I can’t fuck a cheeseburger,” Robert said seriously.

  “Technically you could, but I don’t think you’d get that much out of it.”

  “Drake, I’ll see you next week. I’m going back to bed. By the way, I’m waiting for a call from Charter Enterprises, they have a proposal they are sending over first thing in the morning. I’ll call you back when I get it.”

  “OK, thanks. Goodnight.”

  Drake was about to make another wise remark, but Robert had already hung up the phone. It was clear that Robert had a solid relationship with his wife and didn’t want to do anything that would jeopardize it. Drake thought that was pretty damn cool of him.

  As Drake climbed into his bed, he wanted to call Samantha and convince her she was wrong about Scarlett, but the truth was, he thought she might be right. Scarlett made Drake feel uneasy around her. She did feel like she was one step out of his league, and Drake loved that. He loved the quiet confidence she exuded and the fact that she got naked and went skinny dipping, even though he could tell she didn’t want to.

  But as Drake lay in bed, he thought about the other women as well. There were a couple others that seemed like a much better match for him. They didn’t seem out of his league and were quite easy to talk to.

  Lauren was super sweet, and her laugh made him smile every single time he was around her. She was laid back and relaxed, and that was exciting to him. It was a novel idea to date a woman who didn’t take life too seriously.

  Then there was Victoria. She was funny, kind, and had her life together. She had planned an outstanding, great date where they fed the tigers. He liked the stability that Victoria offered and her willingness to think outside her normal comfort zone and try new things.

  Emily’s date had been one of Drake’s favorites so far. She had taken him to the Playboy mansion, and they had made out in Hugh Heffner’s pool. It couldn't get much better than that. Plus, the way she reacted when Sophia had joined them in bed was something that Drake couldn’t get out of his mind. She had never experienced anything like that, yet she was ready and willing to enjoy herself.

  At first, Drake had thought that Sophia was just too wild for him. She couldn’t hold a conversation and just wanted to fuck all the time. Drake felt like he had moved past that in his life and wanted more. But the last hour with Sophia had opened up a piece of her that Drake really wanted to get to know more about. He felt like she had just barely started to open up to him and getting to know her more was something that interested him immensely.

  Cynthia seemed promising as well. She was a take-charge woman and really had a way of keeping Drake’s attention. He could certainly see that the two of them would be able to have some interesting conversations at the very least. Drake liked a strong woman, which was another change from the type of woman he had chased after in his younger days. When he was in his twenties, Drake just wanted women who would agree to sleep with him. He hadn’t cared at all if they had a plan for their life or a future, he just wanted them for one night.

  Allison, she was one of the girls he could definitely see himself picking. But he didn’t know if it was because of her celebrity status or because he really liked her. He would just have to wait until their date to see if there was a real chemistry between them. Allison had a jet-set lifestyle, and there was a small part of Drake that was a little jealous of her. He wanted to travel more than he had been, but he had been stuck close to home so he could run his business.

  Of course, he had the means to travel as much as he wanted to, but it was so much easier to get work done when he was at the office. Drake also couldn’t help thinking that Allison and he would surely have a lovely couple name in the press as soon as they were seen together.

  His phone rang, and Drake saw Samantha’s picture pop up. His excitement surprised him, especially because of their little fight they’d had earlier in the evening.

  “Hi, Sam,” Drake said softly. “I’m sorry we fought.”

  “Me too; I’m sorry I told you that Scarlett was too good for you. I think you should pick whichever woman you want.”

  “What are you doing right now?” Drake said seductiv
ely.

  “I’m in my bed talking to you.”

  “What are you wearing?” Drake teased.

  “Oh, stop it, Drake. I’m not going to tell you what I’m wearing. How do you even have enough energy to flirt with me? I would think you would be exhausted by now.”

  “My sleep cycle is all off. I slept all afternoon and now I’m not tired.”

  “I’m wearing a T-shirt and my favorite panties,” Samantha said seductively into the phone.

  It caught Drake totally off guard, and his cock instantly got hard. Samantha had always been so reluctant to flirt with him too much. She would flirt just enough, but then something would switch in her and she would pull back.

  “What color are your panties?” Drake asked, hoping that she would keep going and answer him.

  “They are red. Red satin. And they are so soft to touch,” Samantha said in a sultry and seductive voice.

  Drake could hardly take it. His whole body felt like it was going to explode and his precum was already seeping out of the end of his cock. He had no choice but to pull himself out and stroke it to get some relief from the throbbing.

  Her breath was heavy, and Drake imagined that Samantha was also playing with herself on the other end of the phone. He closed his eyes, listened to her breath and felt himself getting more and more excited.

  “Touch it for me,” Drake said on a whim.

  He didn’t expect her to actually do it. In fact, Drake thought his comment would be the end of their flirting, and Samantha would stop and pull away. To his utter shock, she did not stop.

  “Okay,” she whispered into the phone.

  Drake was done. His cock throbbed in his hand, and he wanted nothing more than to have Samantha there with him. She had tortured him by denying him for the last five years, and the one time she caved into his flirting, she was miles away from him.

  “Are you touching yourself?” Drake asked.