Page 54 of Healing Conviction
“If you come before I do, little pixie, all you have to do is look in my eyes when I finally get to be inside that sweet cunt of yours.”
Panic shot through her, and the urge to flee was so strong she nearly ripped out of Drake’s hold. His grip on her head loosened and his lips tightened into a thin, grim line. The hurt in his eyes crushed her.
Fuck, she hated herself for ruining the moment. He’d been so relaxed and happy a millisecond before. She blinked slowly and swallowed down her fear. When her eyes opened again, she cocked a smirk and gave him a wink before giving him the reassurance he needed.
“Deal. Either way I win.”
It’s not a lie. It’s not.
She pulled from his loosened grasp and dove onto his cock, relaxing her throat and not thinking about her gag reflex so she could swallow the tip at the back.
“Fuck.” Drake immediately curved his long arm over her back before snaking his hand underneath her panties and between her thighs. His fingersimmediately found her core and spreadher pussy before pushinghis thumb inside her channel. She moaned around his cock while Drake moved his other hand to the bottom of the steering wheel, somehow still driving.
“Draco? Nora? Did I lose you?”
“No. Keep going,” Drake answered, whether to her or Snake, she didn’t know, but she didn’t dare break her connection. Instead, she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and hollowed her cheeks. The new grip helped her increase her pace as she bobbed up and down his length.
“Okay… well the woman you’re on your way to see now, Jasmine Thornton, I really don’t have much info on her. The gap between her rescue by MF7 and the party is alarmingly small. Not even six months. It’s almost like we rescued her, then she attended the party and went missing again. You’re going to her grandmother’s house…”
Nora tuned out again as Drake stroked his thumb against her G-spot while massaging her clit with his index finger. Almost like her brain wasn’t in charge anymore, her hips lifted to help him get a better angle.
Trying to take control, she shifted one hand to glide along his length while she sucked him and cradled his balls with the other. She lightly grazed the sensitive flesh with her nails, aiming to give him a mix of sensations so he’d hopefully come before her.
Sorry, Snake. I don’t want you to see this either, but a bet’s a bet, and I have to win.
But her body continued to betray her, tightening around his thumb as it rubbed against the sensitive spot inside of her and his index finger gained speed. Her breath came in pants, making it nearly impossible to keep her rhythm on his shaft.
Godsdamnit, even the lead-up with this man is better than any sex I’ve had before.
The realization terrified her.
She closed her eyes and tried to block everything out, switching it up and using both hands to squeeze and stroke his shaft, working hard to make sure he came first. She swallowed him to the back of her throat again, eliciting a curse from Drake, and only letting up when the truck jerked.
“Everything alright? Nora? You’re pretty quiet, what do you think?”
“We’re fine. Had to dodge a pothole on this back country road. Nora’s… um, asleep,” Drake answered aloud before grumbling so low she almost couldn’t hear herself. “You’re trying really fucking hard not to have to look at me when we have sex. Aren’t you, Pix?”
Her heart fluttered along with her pussy, reminding her that somewhere deep down shewantedto have that moment of sheer intimacy with him.
Butshedidn’t. She couldn’t. She’d learned the hard way how important it was to keep people at arm’s length. Her mind couldn’t forget, even if her heart and body were desperate to repeat past mistakes.
Every moment with Drake, every word, every look, brought him closer than she’d ever let herself get before. Goddesses above, his fingers alone were coaxing her very soul to the surface with every featherlight caress.
Her pussy began to flutter as she climbed that peak. Despite all her efforts to make him come first, to avoid letting him see the depth of her secrets in her eyes, her muscles vibrated with tension, seeking release as he kept his steady rhythm inside and outside her core. Her hands barely propped herself up above his cock as he brought her ecstasy with every slight movement inside her.
She finally gave in.
Her lower belly tightened and her sex thrummed with her release. Nerve endings fired off in response, making her lose her mind while she tried not to collapse onto his cock. Her walls spasmed around his fingers as she whimpered.
“That’s it, Pixie. Let me see you come apart.”
Heavy tension evaporated from every muscle in her body, leaving a floating sensation behind. He gently eased his thumb out of her, keeping his index finger on her clit until the aftershocks were finally over.
After a moment of collecting her breath and sanity, movement underneath her brought her back to the present. It took a second to realize he was stuffing his cock back in his jeans.
This dude really thinks we’re finished. Abso-fucking-lutely not, handsome.
“No,” she whispered, waving his hand away with hers before pumping his shaft. “I might’ve lost the bet, but I’m still good to fulfill the rest of my bargain.”