Push the Envelope

by Rochelle Paige

  “You first,” Drake offered, handing me the bag.

  “No thanks. I think I’m full.” I rubbed my stomach, which was fluttering like crazy. I couldn’t possibly eat anything else as my nerves were getting the best of me.

  Drake took a bite of an eggroll and started clearing up the mess. I leapt off the bed, grabbed the mostly full containers, and tossed them into the garbage can.

  Drake handed me a small toiletry kit stamped with the Hyatt name. “How did you get this?”

  “The guy at the check-in desk must have thought we might need it. He slid it over to me while he was checking out your ass and gave me the thumbs-up sign.”

  “Ohimigod! That’s so embarrassing.”

  “We aren’t the first couple to show up spur of the moment and I’m sure we won’t be the last. Go get ready for bed. There should be a couple robes in the closet. Why don’t you change into one of them?”

  As I brushed my teeth, I took deep breathes to try to calm my nerves. It was my idea to spend the night with Drake, and here I was, trembling like a schoolgirl. I’d only ever been naked in front of one other guy. I had no doubts that Drake was attracted to me, so I really didn’t have anything to be worried about. I just needed to pull up my big girl panties and walk out there. I could do this.

  Dressed in the robe with just my underwear on, I stepped out of the bathroom. Drake was already undressed and in his robe. He gave me a reassuring look as he stepped past me to use the bathroom. The lights were dimmed and the television was on and turned to the movies that were available to purchase. I flipped through the options and found several action films I hadn’t caught at the theater. I clicked on the preview for the one starring Jason Statham, since he was my favorite actor.

  The blankets were already turned down, so I climbed into the bed. I heard the water turn off in the bathroom and glanced towards the door to see Drake staring at me. “I like the look of you in bed waiting for me.”

  He stalked towards me and climbed in beside me. He towered over me on his knees as he looked down at me. His eyes darkened as he trailed them down my body and back up again to look me in the eyes. His jaw was clenched and his cheeks flushed. I could practically feel the testosterone pumping into the air. He glanced to the side to look at the television.

  “Good choice in movies. No chick flick?” he joked in an effort to diffuse the tension.

  I punched him in the arm as he settled next to me, pulling me into his side. “No, I love action movies. My tastes must have been influenced by my dad’s preferences since he raised me on his own.”

  Drake gave me a reassuring squeeze. “He did a great job with you, babe.”

  “It was hard on him losing Mom like he did when she had me, but he was a great dad.”

  “Wasn’t easy for you either growing up without a mom. He never thought about remarrying?”

  I shook my head. “He’s dated some throughout the years, but never anything serious. He always said Mom was the love of his life, and he couldn’t imagine replacing her.”

  “If you’re anything like your mom, I think I understand what he meant.” My heart raced at the words he’d said so casually. “Enough serious talk for tonight. I want to enjoy our time together. This the movie you want to watch?”

  “Yes, please,” I whispered.

  He hit the purchase button, and the movie began to play. It was the third in a series I loved, and I quickly found myself sucked into it. I rested my head on Drake’s chest, and his hands combed through my hair as we watched the movie. It was action-packed, and Jason Statham had several shirtless scenes. Drake’s hand moved down my back, rubbing lightly. Goose bumps raised everywhere he touched as my breath sped up. By the time the movie was over, I was practically panting with need.

  My robe had slid partway off my shoulders, and Drake was caressing the back of my neck. I’d opened the front of his robe so my cheek was pressed against his skin. I could hear his heart beating thunderously, and I pressed a kiss into his chest. He groaned loudly and rolled me onto my back. I pulled his mouth down to my mine and kissed him. He moaned hungrily as our mouths danced together, exploring each other.

  I was throbbing with need, and I moved my legs restlessly. Drake broke our kiss and worked his way down my body with his lips. His tongue flicked over one of my nipples as his fingers rolled the other. He sucked hard and I felt the pull deep inside. I arched my back, trying to get closer.

  “Oh, God!” I whimpered.

  “Shh, baby. I’ve got you,” Drake murmured against my skin. His mouth moved to the other nipple, and he bit down gently. His hands pressed me against the bed as his lips moved down my stomach, nibbling his way across my skin. His tongue teased my belly button, sending a zing through me. His hands swept farther down, caressing my legs. They spread as he moved over me.

  He held my hips, and I felt his breath through my panties. He kissed around the edges, licking the seams of my pussy. I could feel moisture dripping from me, drenching my panties. His finger lightly teased over my folds, finding the dampness.

  “Lift up, Alexa,” he said as he tugged my panties down my legs.

  He kissed his way back up my body until his tongue, soft and gentle, lapped at my pussy lips. “Fucking beautiful,” he whispered. “You’re so wet for me, baby.”

  His fingers spread me open, and he ran his tongue up and down my clit. My world nearly dissolved at the feel of his warm mouth on me. His thumb pressed against me, slowly sliding inside. I threw my head back against the pillows and moaned deeply. He stopped, his mouth hovering over me. “No, please. Don’t stop,” I moaned.

  “Watch me, baby. I want your eyes on me while you come. Need to see you fly apart.”

  I struggled to keep my eyes open as his tongue flicked out and stroked my clit. I plunged my hands into his hair, praying he wouldn’t stop. He buried his tongue deep inside me, driving me out of my mind with need before he replaced it with two fingers. They moved slowly as he rubbed against my g-spot. I could feel a climax starting to build, and then he wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked hard. I screamed as the climax hit my body. I held his head to me as I ground my hips against his mouth.

  My body relaxed as all the tension left me. My body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat as Drake gently licked me until I calmed. He moved over me and licked his lips before kissing me. I could taste myself on him, and he groaned as my tongue flicked against his.

  “Never seen anything as beautiful as that, Alexa.”

  “What about you?” I asked, glancing down at his lap where the robe was tented by his hard-on.

  “This was about you, baby. I’ve been hard for you since the day we met. It isn’t going to kill me,” he said as he reached down to adjust himself.

  The sight of his hand shifting his hardened cock made my clit throb again. I reached out and pressed his hand against it. “If you won’t let me help, let me watch.”

  Drake’s head snapped up, and he looked at me in shock. “Alexa, wait. This isn’t what tonight is about.”

  “Please, Drake. You got to watch me come. I want to see, too. Don’t make me beg.”

  His eyes flared as his self-control snapped. He leaned over and kissed me, hard and deep. Then he lay back on the pillows and opened his robe. I gasped as I saw his exposed cock for the first time. He fisted the hardened length with his hand, and it stood thick and proud. A drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip, and I licked my lips, aching to taste him.

  I couldn’t breathe. Drake slicked pre-cum over the head of his cock before moving his hand up and down. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life while watching his fist stroking his cock.

  “God, you’re so fucking beautiful. Yes, watch me, baby.”

  My gaze flew to his face, mesmerized by the pleasure I saw. “I couldn’t look away if I tried, Drake.”

  My legs squeezed together, giving myself a little bit of relief from the ache the sight of him masturbating caused. “Alexa,” he moaned my name. I whimpered as h
e came, spurting ropes of cum onto his chest.

  “Jesus, Drake. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

  “No, watching you come and knowing it was because of me is even hotter.”

  He grabbed a towel from the floor and wiped himself off. I pulled my robe tight around me, a little overwhelmed by what had just happened between us now that the intensely hot moment had passed. Drake must have sensed the shift in my mood because he pulled me tight against him and kissed the top of my head.

  “I pushed too hard, didn’t I?” he asked huskily, regret coloring his tone.

  I closed my eyes tightly as I buried my head in his chest. “No! Not at all, Drake. Spending the night together was my idea in the first place. It’s just a little strange is all. Things have never progressed this fast for me before.”

  He rubbed circles on my back in an effort to settle my nerves. “Look at me, baby.”

  I tilted my head upwards and opened my eyes just enough to peek at him. “What?” I whispered.

  “You never need to be embarrassed with me. What happens in bed between us is hot as shit, but it’s also fucking beautiful. That was a little taste of how it’s going to be with us. When you’re ready for more, we’re gonna burn up the sheets. Just want you to get comfortable with me for now. I hadn’t even planned on it going this far tonight, but fuck if I could stop myself. Not sure how I’m gonna do it, but I promise you I’ll have more self-control next time.”

  I peered deep into his eyes, seeing his determination to give me what he thought I needed. I reached up and cupped his cheek. “Drake, that isn’t what I meant. Yeah, I’m a little uncomfortable now, but it’s mostly because I don’t have a lot of experience with guys. I’ve only had one serious boyfriend, and things ended badly between us. It’s been a while, so this is all new to me.”

  His eyes flared at the mention of a previous boyfriend. “Don’t really want to think about the other guys you’ve been with. I know we both have pasts, but you’re mine now, baby.”

  I giggled a little at his possessive words. “I know it’s not really what I am supposed to do, lying here in bed with you, but you have to know something. There’s only ever been the one other guy. No worries there.”

  He squeezed me even tighter. “Wish I could have been your first, but I’ll work my hardest to make sure I’m your last. Can’t say that there haven’t been a fuck of a lot more women in my bed than guys you’ve been with. I’ve never had something like this. And I don’t want to lose it.”

  “Those are pretty strong words this fast, don’t you think?”

  “I know special when I see it, Alexa. Not many women out there are hot, sweet, smart, and funny. And the fucking chemistry between us. I’d be an idiot not to know that I found something you don’t find every day. Hell, that some people will never find.”

  I blushed at his praise as my eyes started drifting shut. I was starting to crash after the surge of adrenaline, and the warmth of Drake’s body added to his hand stroking my back was making it hard to keep my eyes open. “Mmmmmm,” I mumbled.

  “Your body needed that climax, baby. Look at you all flushed and satisfied. Go ahead, close your eyes and go to sleep.”

  Drake’s voice murmuring to me was the last thing I remembered before I slipped into a deep slumber. I’d never spent the whole night in bed with a guy before, but I slept better than I had in ages. His body stayed curled around mine, one arm thrown over me and a leg tucked between my thighs.

  ****

  I usually awoke with the sun each morning, and the next day was no exception. I was disoriented at first, not recognizing the room and the feel of Drake next to me. My eyes blinked open as I took a deep breath and found his scent surrounding me. Yesterday’s events came rushing back to me. I looked over at Drake only to find him staring down at me.

  “Were you watching me sleep? That’s a little bit creepy, isn’t it?” I teased.

  Drake’s husky chuckle sent shivers up my spine. “Just woke up. Happy to find you next to me. Fucking great way to start the morning.”

  “It is nice to wake up with you. Thought you weren’t a morning person?”

  “Never have been before. You were a little restless before you woke up. I felt you moving next to me.”

  “I’m so sorry! Go back to sleep. I’ll hop in the shower while you rest some more.”

  His eyes heated as he glanced down to the opening at the top of the robe. It had parted, the tops of my breasts visible. “Not a chance in this world that I’d be able to go back to sleep with you naked in a shower this close to me.”

  “Well don’t expect me to invite you into my shower time, bucko. I take my showers very seriously.”

  His finger trailed over the top of my breasts. “You sure about that? I could wash your back for you.”

  “I’m pretty sure washing my back would be the last thing on either of our minds if you got in the shower with me.”

  He leaned in for a kiss, and I wrapped my hand over my mouth since I hadn’t brushed my teeth yet. Undeterred, he dropped light kisses on my neck instead and moved towards the opening of the robe. I gently nudged his head away as I scooted off the bed. He lay there, the sheet draped over him, with his robe nowhere in sight. He looked like a sex god with his hair tousled and a sexy gleam in his eyes.

  “Promise I’ll be good,” he said as he crossed his fingers and put them behind his back in an exaggerated movement.

  “Good at being bad? That doesn’t count,” I tossed over my shoulder as I walked into the bathroom and shut the door. If I looked at him, even for a second more, I was going to cave and beg him to join me. He was just too damn tempting. I heard his deep laugh through the door and locked it for good measure.

  The robe dropped to the floor, and I saw a trail of light red marks he’d left on my body with his nips and nibbles. They were barely visible, but the sight of them thrilled me in an unexpected way. Sex with Brad had been good, but that didn’t even compare to last night with Drake. If he could make me feel this way with just oral, then what was I in for when we went all the way?

  I hurried through my shower. I wouldn’t be surprised if Drake found a way into the bathroom if I wasn’t quick about it. He was definitely going to be a bad influence while keeping me on my toes. As I finished up, I heard footsteps by the door, followed by a loud thunk.

  “Drake? Everything okay out there?”

  “No, help. I’m dying out here,” he groaned in response.

  I threw the robe on and pulled the door open, only to find him standing there staring at me. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

  “I couldn’t handle it any longer. The sound of running water, knowing it was hitting your naked body. Thank fuck, you put me out of my misery. It won’t even matter if you used all the hot water ‘cause I’m going to need the longest cold shower ever.”

  I busted up laughing. “Ohmigosh, Drake! You had me thinking you were at death’s door. Don’t scare me like that again.”

  “I make no promises. You might as well tie me down if you’re ever going to subject me to the torture of listening to you shower again without letting me join you.”

  “Watch it, buster. If you aren’t careful, I’ll tie you to a chair and put you in the bathroom with me so you can look and hear without touching.”

  “Don’t threaten me with a good time, baby. The view would be worth some pain.”

  “Pain? I’ll give you pain.” I swatted him on his butt. “You better hurry up and get ready. I’m starving. Feed me!”

  “Let me guess. Pancakes?”

  “Pretty please with sugar on top.”

  “How about you give me some sugar instead?” Drake said, tapping his lips with his fingertips.

  I reached up to give him a quick kiss and then danced out of his reach. “Ah, ah, ah. Shower time.”

  As Drake took his shower, I rummaged through my purse to see what toiletries I had on hand for this morning. I’m not sure how she managed it, but Aubrey had squeezed
a matching set of bra and panties, a small cosmetics bag, and an extra top in there along with the condoms she’d thrown inside last night. What a relief! No walk-of-shame look for me today.

  By the time Drake strolled out of the bathroom—with nothing on but a towel wrapped around his lean hips—I was dressed and ready to go. He had showered fast and looked disappointed when he realized I was done getting ready. I watched, unable to look away, as a bead of water rolled down his naked chest. His hand reached for the knot in the towel, and I jerked my eyes up to his face. He was smirking at me, delighted to have caught me ogling him.

  “Go ahead. Do it. Drop the towel. I dare you!” I teased, playing along.