“Hey, Mom,” Drake greeted. I wiggled, trying to get free from his hold so I could move away while talking to her. It was awkward to be sprawled on Drake’s lap while talking to his mom. His arms tightened around me, making it clear that he didn’t want me to move.
His mom saw the struggle and laughed. She lifted a picnic basket up so we could see it. “Don’t get up on my account. I just brought over some dinner so you guys don’t starve tonight.”
“Thank you, Ginny. I’m so sorry I ruined your plans for today,” I apologized.
“Don’t be silly. You didn’t ruin anything. I still got to see my son, didn’t I? As long as you guys made it here safe and sound, I’m happy. I just hope your headache is better. Do you need anything for it?”
“No, thanks. I had some medicine with me. I’m feeling much better and should be back to normal tomorrow morning.”
Drake piped into the conversation. “Don’t worry, Mom. I’ve got it covered. Alexa has me here taking care of her.”
She patted Drake on the head and smiled down at me. “I’m sure you’re doing a fine job of it, too. But I’m a mom. That means I can’t help but worry over you kids.”
His mom was so sweet. She reminded me of Aubrey’s mom in many ways. I watched her as she pulled several containers out of the basket and put them in the fridge. “You didn’t have to go to so much effort. I would have been fine with sandwiches. I’m usually not that hungry after a bad headache anyway. In fact, I was trying to convince your son to join you all at the house for dinner without me.”
Her eyes twinkled in response as she shook her head. “And I’m sure that suggestion went over like a lead balloon. Drake made it very clear earlier that he wasn’t excited about having dinner with our guests. He’s always been a little uncomfortable around dear Sasha. Your headache gave him the perfect excuse to bow out of tonight. It wouldn’t be right for him to leave you alone here feeling unwell while we all had dinner together.”
Drake smirked at me. “See, Alexa. My mom says I should stay here, too. Told you so.”
She shook her head at him. “Don’t give her a hard time, Drake. This is your chance to show her what a great, supportive boyfriend you can be.”
I grinned up at him. “Yeah, Drake. Be a good boy and cater to my every whim since I don’t feel good.”
“And that’s different from any other day how?” he teased.
I rested my head on his chest and shrugged my shoulders at his mom. What could I say? He really did treat me well.
“All right, kids. I better get back up to the house and get ready for dinner. Drake, you behave,” she said as she wagged her finger at him. “Alexa, get some rest and we’ll see you in the morning at breakfast.”
She left and I looked up at Drake. “Your mom is pretty awesome.”
“Of course she is. She’d have to be for me to be her son, right?” he asked as he flexed his arm, showing off.
“Put those muscles to good use,” I said as I pulled his arms around me.
He squeezed me once and started the movie back up. Snuggling with him was so comfortable, and my headaches always wore me out. The first time I had a migraine, it totally freaked my dad out when I slept for almost two days straight, only getting up to drink something and go to the bathroom. Hopefully I’d caught this one early enough that I wouldn’t miss out on Thanksgiving tomorrow. Even with the long nap earlier, I drifted back off to sleep pretty quickly.
When I woke up, sunlight was streaming through the windows. I rolled over and realized that Drake had carried me upstairs at some point while I was sleeping. I must have been totally out of it to not wake up while he’d moved me. And apparently while he’d undressed me since I was only wearing one of his shirts and my panties. There was no sign of Drake other than the indentation on the pillow next to me where he must have slept last night.
I spotted my phone on the bedside table and grabbed it. I was surprised to see that it was already after eight in the morning. I’d missed our entire first day here because of that stupid headache. Not exactly the best way to start our trip, but I felt so much better after all that rest.
I hopped out of bed and saw my suitcase in the corner of the room. I opened it and found it empty except for a note inside. I unfolded the note and found Drake’s scrawl on it.
Unpacked your stuff. It’s in the dresser.
Want to give me something to be thankful for today?
Wear the white!
The last sentence was underlined twice for emphasis. Oh, God! He’d unpacked my bag and found all the lingerie Aubrey had talked me into bringing. Talk about embarrassing. And now my surprise for tonight was ruined. I was pretty sure he’d figured out that I had brought all that stuff for his benefit. Eeek!
I pulled open one of the dresser drawers and found my white panty and bra set at the top of the pile with the matching thigh-highs outside of the package, resting on top. I glanced back at his note and decided to go for it. I might not be able to surprise him anymore, but at least I could drive him wild all day long with him knowing what he’d find under my dress tonight.
I brought my clothes into the bathroom with me and took a quick shower. I was fully recovered from my headache and looking forward to the day ahead. I felt incredibly sexy as I put on my clothes and couldn’t wait to torture Drake since he’d know right away that I’d followed his instructions.
I headed downstairs and found Drake fixing coffee in the kitchen. I snuck up behind him on tiptoes and placed my hands over his eyes.
“Guess who?” I whispered into his ear.
“My hot-as-shit girlfriend?” he answered before he turned and lifted my hands off his face. Grabbing my hips, he moved me back a little to rake his gaze down my body. His eyes burned when they rested on my stocking-clad legs. He reached a finger out and ran it up my thigh, lifting the bottom of my dress until he reached the top of the stockings. He whistled under his breath.
“Wouldn’t want you to not be thankful today of all days,” I teased.
He let the fabric drop back down and looked into my eyes. “I already was ‘cause you’re with me, but you just gave me something to look forward to for later, baby. Surprised the shit out of me when I saw what you’d packed for this trip.”
I blushed and looked down at the floor. “I’m sure it did,” I muttered.
Drake pulled my chin up and forced me to look at him. “Best surprise ever. Feel free to shock the hell out of me as often as you want with shit like that.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered in his ear. “I was hoping my choice would help convince you that I’m ready. I don’t want to wait anymore, Drake. I need you.”
“Damn,” he groaned at my words. “I wish we didn’t have to meet everyone for breakfast so I could show you how much I want you. Tonight. Don’t think I could hold out any longer.”
“Thank you for making me wait,” I whispered. “I didn’t get it at first, but I do now. And I’m glad we held out because it will mean more now that we know each other so well.”
“Still would have meant a lot if we’d fucked before, baby. But I needed to make sure you were completely ready to be mine before I had you. There’s no way in hell I’m letting you go after tonight.”
I shivered at his possessive tone. “I’m not going anywhere, Drake. I’m yours already.”
He smacked my butt before kissing the top of my head. “Damn straight you are.”
Drake picked me up and put me on the island countertop. He poured me a cup of coffee, adding creamer and sugar so it was exactly the way I liked it. I took a sip and my stomach growled loudly.
“You skipped too many meals yesterday. I should have woken you up and made you eat something last night,” he said as he grabbed a banana and handed it to me. “Eat this.”
“No, I’m glad you didn’t wake me. I needed the sleep more than food, Drake.” I unpeeled the banana and wrapped my lips around the tip. Once I knew I had his full attention on my mouth, I took a big bite
and grinned at him.
“Ouch! You better watch those teeth later.” He shuddered, pretending to be scared. I chomped on the banana again, exaggerating the action for emphasis. “C’mon, let’s go find you some real food.”
He pulled me off the counter and handed me my coffee mug. I quickly finished the banana and threw the peel in the garbage so we could head up to the house to spend the day with his family.
13
Thanksgiving with Drake’s family was a riot. Drea was no help at all in the kitchen, so I hung out with his mom while Drake watched football with his dad. We cooked a huge feast, and I figured they’d have tons of leftovers. I hadn’t counted on how much of an appetite Drake and his dad would have. They devoured the meal and disappeared for even more football on TV. Drea helped with cleanup, and it was time for Drake and me to head back to the pool house before I knew it.
“Thanks for dinner, Mom,” he said as he walked into the kitchen.
“You’re welcome, but you better thank your girlfriend too. It was nice having someone around who was interested in helping me cook,” she answered.
“Mom,” Drea squealed in protest.
“Drea, I love you more than anything, my darling daughter, but you know your talents don’t extend to the kitchen,” their mom teased.
“At least I helped clean up the mess. That’s more than Drake can say he did,” she taunted her brother.
“This is true,” I agreed. “Did you bring me with you just so I could cook and clean for you?”
Everyone laughed, and Drake pulled me close. “I’ll show you why you’re here as soon as we’re alone,” he whispered into my ear.
“You guys go on now. We’re almost done in here,” his mom offered.
Drake grabbed my hand and pulled me to the door. “You don’t have to tell us twice. See you guys later,” he threw over his shoulder as he practically dragged me out.
“Hey, slow down,” I protested, stumbling behind him.
“No time for that,” he said as he picked me up. He tossed me over his shoulder and patted my butt.
“Drake, put me down!” I howled in protest, laughing at his antics.
“Hell no! I’ve got plans that can’t wait,” he replied as he rushed to the pool house. He threw the door open and turned to flip the lock. “Plans that don’t involve anyone interrupting us.”
He rushed up the stairs. His long strides had me bouncing on his shoulder, laughing. I kicked off my shoes, and he pounced on me. His body pressed mine into the mattress, and I wrapped my arms around him. Drake sat up and pulled his shirt off, tossing it onto the floor. He reached down, slid the bottom of my dress up, and exposed the thigh-high stockings to his gaze.
“So fucking sexy. You drove me crazy today, knowing what was waiting for me under this dress,” he rasped as his finger moved up toward my panties and felt how damp they were.
“I drove myself crazy, too,” I admitted.
“I can tell,” he said before he ripped them from my body. Drake pulled me to a sitting position and lifted my dress over my head. He flicked open the fastener of my bra and tossed it over his shoulder before cupping my breasts in his hands.
“Please, Drake,” I gasped as I arched my back toward him, pressing my breasts further into his hands.
He bent his head to the first one, plucking at the hardened peak with his lips. He grazed it with his teeth and licked softly to soothe the sting, drawing moans from me. When he switched to the other side, I moaned. I reached down to hold his head to my body, but he pushed my hands away.
“No, Alexa,” he said with a smirk. He moved my hands over my head and pinned them by the wrists. “I’m in charge. Keep your hands up here for now.”
I squirmed against him, desperately wanting to get closer and nodded my head.
“Such a good girl. You deserve a reward.”
He gripped my hands and pulled me off the bed until I was on my knees on the floor. I unzipped his pants and sucked his cock into my mouth as he thrust inside. He stroked my face with one hand as he used the other to guide my head. I was happy to give him control, not thinking while I just enjoyed the pleasure I was feeling as he had his way with me.
“Enough, baby,” he rasped out as he urged me to stand again before he pushed me down onto the bed. “Don’t move,” he ordered. I could hear the rustle of his pants as he kicked them off, now standing gloriously naked before me. He pushed my legs open.
“I need to hear you come before I fuck you for the first time,” he growled. His raspy tone drove me even wilder. His hands gripped my thighs, right where the top of the stockings reached. His lips wrapped around my clit, and I exploded without warning. The climax surprised me, and Drake prolonged it with flicks of his tongue and light sucks.
I could barely catch my breath. “Take me now,” I rasped out.
He pressed the head of his erection against my wetness. He felt so big against me, and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside.
“Are you on the pill?” he asked as he eased the tip inside.
“Yes,” I whispered, wiggling my hips.
“I’ve never fucked without a condom before, baby. Haven’t been with anyone else in months, and my physical showed that I was clean. I wanna go bareback with you.”
I nodded my head at his request and threw my legs around him as he plunged inside. He held still, deep inside. It felt amazing to have him hard and hot within me.
“You feel so damn good,” he groaned.
I lifted my hips, trying to move him even deeper. “Drake,” I moaned.
“Beg me, baby. I promise to make it good for you, but I want to hear you beg.”
His dominant tone made me drip with need. “Please, Drake. I need you.”
He bent his head to nibble on my nipple, biting down hard enough to leave a mark. “Alexa, you can do better than that. How do you need me? What do you want me to do?”
“Please, fuck me. Drake, I need you to move,” I begged.
“Much better,” he rasped before he pulled out and plunged back in on a hard stroke. I moved my hands from where he’d put them above my head and held on as he picked up speed. I raked my nails down his back as he moved harder inside me. I closed my eyes as waves of pleasure rolled over my body. Drake stopped moving, staying lodged deep inside my sex.
“Open your eyes, baby. You know I want to see you come for me,” he commanded. I slowly opened them and found him staring at me with a passion-filled stare. “That’s right. Show me how good I make you feel.”
“Oh, God. Don’t stop. I’m so close,” I begged, my body quivering with need. He started to move again, slowly stroking in and out of my body. I needed him to move harder to push me over the edge. My hips slammed up to meet his thrusts, and I dug my nails into his ass as I tried to spur him on. He paused on an upward thrust and grabbed my hips in a controlling grip.
“Hold on, baby. Trust me to get you there.”
I relaxed my grip and he started to move again, harder now as he hammered into me. I clenched around him, and my legs started to shake as I hung suspended on the edge. Drake leaned down and nibbled his way up my neck to my ear.
“Come for me now,” he whispered, licking my ear as his finger found my clit. The combination sent me over, and I convulsed around him. He gentled his strokes, lengthening my orgasm for what felt like hours. When it ended, he rolled onto his back with me on top. “Ride me.”
I swiveled my hips, thrilled to watch Drake’s face as I moved over him. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as he had just given me. I leaned down and bit gently on his lower lip before kissing him deeply. His hands gripped my hips as he started to thrust upwards. I could feel him start to swell inside me.
“Come inside me, Drake,” I whispered.
My words triggered his climax, and Drake cried out as his body stiffened when his own orgasm washed over him. His cock throbbed deep inside me, semen jetting in streams into my body. I collapsed on top of him, completely drained of energy.
; When he recovered, he pulled me into his arms and rolled to the side. “Fuck, baby. That was even better than I thought it would be. You okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m fantastic,” I said with a smile, curling up against him. I took a deep breath, inhaling his scent deep into my lungs. I’d never felt anything this good before in my life. It scared me a little how he made me feel. I snuggled closer, pulling his arms around my waist.
“This feels good,” he said, kissing the back of my neck. We drifted off to sleep spooned together.
We spent the rest of the weekend at the pool house, only joining his family for dinner. We made love several more times and snuggled in front of the TV, watching holiday movies. The days together were perfect, drawing us closer together. When the time came for us to leave on Sunday, I was sad to go. I knew that our time together on campus wouldn’t be the same.
The weeks after Thanksgiving flew by. We spent as much time as possible together, and I slept at Drake’s room in the frat house most nights. His schedule had opened up quite a bit since the Rugby team’s winter season was over for College 7s. He had a little break before the spring season would start after the holiday break.
And the sex—it was amazing. We couldn’t seem to get enough of each other. I’d never really thought of myself as an overly sexual person, but with Drake, everything was different. He just had to turn his dark gaze my way and it would turn me on. He enjoyed teasing me throughout the day with little touches whenever we were together. By the time night rolled around, I was usually so turned on that I was ready to jump his bones.
I’d even slowly started to leave more items at his place so I didn’t have to do the walk of shame in the mornings if I forgot to pack a change of clothes before he picked me up.
Since the weather had gotten bad, Drake didn’t like for me to drive to the airport by myself when I had a charter booked. He thought the Mini wasn’t very safe in the snow. So he drove me and studied in Dad’s office until I was ready to leave.
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