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I follow her gaze and nod. “Yep. When I was a kid, I wanted to see the stars from my bed. So, my mom hired a painter to recreate the sky at night.”
“Wow,” she says, unable to take her eyes off the stars above us.
A swirl of blue paint, paired with white dots, creates the perfect constellation.
I lead Taylor over to the bed. “Lay back,” I order, and she does as I request.
We snuggle up next to each other and stare up at the ceiling. Then, I hit the button on my bedside table to dim the lights.
“Oh,” Taylor says. “This is incredible, Drake.”
I point my finger at the sky. “See those three stars?”
“Yes,” she whispers, curling up in the crook of my shoulder.
I hook my arm around her. “That one is Alnitak, and that one is Alnilam, and see that last one? That’s called Mintaka. They form Orion’s Belt.”
She rests her head on my chest, eyes fixed on the constellation. “I didn’t know you were so into astronomy. You surprise me more each day, Drake Donovan.”
“Just because I’m a jock doesn’t mean I’m a dumb one.”
She chuckles, her laughter shaking through me. “I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just you constantly surprise me. Every time I think I have you figured out, you shock me with something else.”
I kiss her forehead, still staring up at the ceiling. “Just trying to keep you on your toes, woman.”
She presses her palm to my chest, peeking up at me. “I didn’t tell your family anything personal about us. I said you were not my favorite person when we met, but I left out the part about you sending dick pics to every girl on campus.”
I pull her on top of me and then grip the side of her face as I bring her mouth to mine. “The only thing that matters is that you’re here right now.”
She sticks out her tongue to glide it along my bottom lip. I groan in response, her simple gesture awakening a deep-seated need inside me. My cock lengthens in response, the carnal hunger taking over.
When her lips part for me, I slip my tongue inside her mouth, moving my hand to the back of her head to deepen the kiss.
We’re all tongues and feeling as our hands roam over each other’s bodies.
With Taylor wearing this dress, it provides me easier access.
I tug on the right strap that snaps, and one side of the dress falls down to her stomach, revealing her breast.
Rolling the pad of my thumb over her nipple, I rip a few moans from her lips.
She kisses me harder. Her aggressive pace matches mine as she flips open the button on my jeans.
The zipper is next. Taylor can’t get my cock out fast enough.
She pumps my shaft in her hand, sliding her thumb over the tip.
Pushing her dress up her stomach and over her head, I throw it behind her. The mattress is custom made and large enough to fit six people comfortably. I can have her any way I want in this bed.
“I want to ride you,” she hisses. “But you have to help me.”
I know what she means. We’ve talked about her fear of having all of my cock fully seated inside her if she got on top. I want to feel every inch of her, but I also understand how hard it is for her to take all of me at once.
Taylor strips off her panties, and then quickly undresses me, piling our clothes onto the floor. Her eyes fall to the long, hard length of my cock. She wets her lips and straddles my thighs, rubbing her wet pussy against my cock to tease me.
“Touch yourself,” I growl.
Her eyes close for a second as she rolls her thumb over her clit, making slow, circular motions.
She’s so wet she drips onto my thigh. Reaching between us, I slide one finger inside her.
Eyes hooded, she moans when I make room for another.
She’s so damn tight that even my fingers are too big for her.
We work in harmony with Taylor still playing with her clit and me shoving my fingers as deep as they’ll go.
“Drake,” she moans, hungry for more.
Clutching her hip with one hand, I slowly remove my fingers from her pussy.
She groans at the loss, and her eyes shoot open.
When our gazes meet, I grip her hips with both hands and lift her up and onto my cock.
I know how much she can take at first. Taylor’s still afraid of my size.
She doesn’t say much about it, but I can see the hesitation in her eyes when I’m about to go too far.
“Hold on to my shoulders,” I tell her, taking charge of the situation.
She follows my order, her nails digging into my skin hard enough to leave marks. I push a few inches inside her at a time, careful not to hurt her. Taylor’s eyes snap shut when I slide her halfway down my cock. A hissing sound escapes her lips.
“You okay, baby?”
“Uh-huh,” she whispers. “Keep going, Drake.”
I thrust my hips to meet hers, easing in and out of her.
Once I feel her body relax, I pick up the pace.
She’s so damn wet and tight. My cock pulses as I break through her inner walls, but I’m not ready to come.
With our bodies still joined, I roll us over, covering her body with mine.
Slowly, I take a few more inches. Her pussy’s so slick I slide out of her and then slam my cock back into her wetness.
Her insides clench around me, a tremor shaking through her with each pump of my cock.
Taylor comes several times, each of her orgasms bringing me closer to mine.
After she comes down from her high, I pull out and flip her over.
Spreading her ass cheeks, I lick my lips at the sight of her juices glistening on her pale skin.
With her face pressed to the mattress, Taylor looks over her shoulder at me, unable to catch her breath. She’s panting, her breathing becoming more erratic when I slam back into her.
“Fuck, baby.” I run my hand along her ass. “You feel so good.”
“Mmm…” She moans, digging her elbows into the mattress.
Her skin is so soft that I can’t stop touching her. Testing her limits, I give her a quick tap that earns me a delighted squeal from her lips. Now that I know she likes it, I do it again, rubbing away the pink mark left behind by my hand.
“Harder,” she urges. “Ooh… Drake…”
Complying with her request, I push my cock further, her pussy tightening around me.
She moans my name followed by another squeal when my big hand covers her ass cheek.
Testing her again, I move my thumb to her tight hole.
She’s writhing beneath me, exploding around me as she comes all over my cock again.
After she loses control, her body settles down, and I’m right behind her, chasing the peak of my climax. My cock throbs, and her pussy tightens around me in response. The last jerk of my body drains the life from me.
Exhausted, I collapse on top of her. Beads of sweat drip off my forehead and onto hers. Our bodies are slick, the heat from our skin leeching into each other.
Planting soft kisses along her jaw, I slowly make my way up to her lips.
“What did you do to me right before you came?” She seems confused.
“You mean with my thumb?”
She nods.
“Did you like it?”
“Yes,” she says out of breath. “I was so close to coming and then you did that and it was like, ‘bam!’”
I suck her bottom lip into my mouth. “Good, I’ll do it again.”
“Where did you learn that?”
I stop kissing her for a second to stare into her eyes. “You want the real answer?”
She tilts her head to the side, a wicked smirk on her lips. “Um, yeah.”
“Porn,” I admit.
She chuckles. “You watch a lot of porn?”
I shrug. “A normal amount, I guess. Not as much since I met you.”
“How come?”
“Because now I think of you when I stroke my cock.”
“Do you still have the video?”
I cock an eyebrow at her. “Why, you want to watch it?”
“Maybe,” she hisses.
I hug her against my chest and kiss her forehead. “Well, maybe I’ll fuck you again while we watch other people fuck.”
“Oh, Drake…” she fists my hair between her fingers, forcing our eyes to meet, “… you’re such a bad boy.”
I give her one of my boyish smirks. “Is that a no?”
She flashes an evil grin.
I dip my head down to kiss her lips. “So, it’s a yes?”
Taylor turns her head to the side for me to kiss her neck. “Yes, Drake. Show me all the dirty things you’ve learned that you want to do to me.”
Excitement brews inside me, her words sending me over the edge. My cock is hard again. And when I turn on the flat screen and hit play on the video, she’s ready to pounce, begging me to take her again. So, I do. For the rest of the night.