Page 19 of The Stolen Dagger

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

KATHERINE

“ S he’ll forgive you,” Drew soothed, tightening his arms around me as we sat together on the black fabric couch. “You did it to protect her. It was hard, but she’s safer now because of you.”

After dropping off Leah, I drove back to Drew’s apartment in a daze. My thoughts spiraled like a whirlpool of what I should have done differently until Drew got home.

Sitting on the couch with him now, I recounted everything that happened with the man in the hoodie and Leah.

Drew was furious. He put an APB out on the black truck, but it had been hours and there had been no sighting of it or the driver.

He almost went out to look for the man himself, but I stopped him. I didn’t want to think about that man or the accident. I just wanted to be here with Drew, where I was safe and protected.

I shook my head against the hard planes of his chest. “You didn’t see the look on her face. ”

“When it’s safe, we’ll tell her the truth.” Drew shifted my legs so I was half-seated on him as he massaged my calf. “She’ll forgive you when all of this is over. I’m sure of it.”

As clearly as if I was back in the car with her, I could see the tremble in her bottom lip like she was going to burst into tears at any moment. That image wouldn’t leave my mind, nor the rage that overtook her when she said our friendship was over. I’d never known her to be so upset.

“She was so hurt by what I said,” I added. “She even threatened me to stay away from you.”

And here I was wrapped in his arms. I should’ve felt guilty about that, but it was hard to feel guilty about something that made me happy. The thought of not being here with him made me tighten my hold around his waist.

“Hey.” Drew placed his big palm on my cheek. “I love my sister more than anything, but she couldn’t keep me away from you if she tried.”

Warmth blossomed in my chest. I leaned into his touch as he threaded his fingers into my hair.

“I told you before, darlin’, I’m not letting you push me away.” Drew leaned closer and kissed me. “As long as you’ll have me, I’ll be here. Always.”

“I know you will. Thank you, Drew.” I smiled and leaned forward to kiss him again.

The kiss started off soft and slow. It was a display of just how true our words were to each other.

As our kiss deepened, I shifted in Drew’s lap until I was straddling him. My hands moved up over the stubble on his jaw and into his hair, threading through the soft strands.

When his hands found my hips, I rocked back and forth on his lap, continuing to devour his mouth with mine. With each movement of my hips, my hot core rubbed against the hard length concealed in his pants.

I was practically gushing from the feel of him. That realization should have made me feel shameful after what happened with Leah, but all I felt was my need for him.

All I felt was Drew.

When he ground me harder on his clothed cock, our kiss turned even more frenzied. I moaned into his mouth as my pussy fluttered with every swipe of his hardness against my clit.

Suddenly, Drew’s grip tightened, just as my fingers did in his hair. My nails scraped against his scalp, and he groaned, nipping at my bottom lip before he pulled away and gripped the bottom of my shirt. He removed it entirely and tossed it across the room, revealing my black lacy bra underneath.

Soon his lips were on me again. His hot mouth sucked and licked a path down my jaw to where my neck met my shoulder, and the sensation sent tingles straight to the apex of my thighs.

“I can’t get enough of you,” Drew murmured against my skin.

The feeling had me gasping, and my eyes closed as I succumbed to the pleasure of him.

But it still wasn’t enough.

When his hands went to the sweatpants I had borrowed from him, I came to my senses and pulled back.

Before he could question me, I crawled off his lap and went to my knees before him. My hands immediately went to the waistband of his jeans and pulled.

“What are you …?” He questioned, lifting his hips so that I could easily pull his jeans off.

When his cock sprang free, my mouth dropped open.

He was big. Bigger than I was used to. His dick stood straight up and curved slightly toward his stomach. A bead of precum glistened on the tip, and without thinking, I leaned forward and licked him.

“Fuck.” Drew’s breath hitched. “Didn’t expect that. ”

Did I just do that? What’s gotten into me?

Drew, I thought. It’s him.

With anyone else I was sure to be embarrassed, but not with him. He made me feel confident and comfortable enough to explore this side of myself.

“Sorry,” I said seductively, not sounding apologetic at all, and wrapped my hand around his hard cock.

He was so thick I could barely wrap my fingers all the way around him, but I moved my hand up and down in a steady rhythm. “Is this better?”

Drew focused on my movements with lust-filled eyes that were so dark and blown, they almost looked black in the low-lighting of his living room.

“Oh, fuck, darlin’,” he breathed out. “Keep doin’ that.”

So I did.

I worked his cock in my hand, reveling in the warmth and hardness of him as I slid my hand up, then down.

Up. Down.

Then faster before slowing again.

Faster. Slower.

His breath hitched on a moan, and I was entranced by the sound. I wanted him to make more sounds like that. So, I applied more pressure and sped up my movements.

But then, even that wasn’t enough.

I wanted more. I wanted another taste.

Keeping eye contact with Drew, I lightly gripped the base of his cock, closed my mouth over the tip, and sucked. As the saltiness of him hit my tongue, I moaned around him.

“Oh, fuck, baby. Right there.” His hands tangled in my hair at the back of my head and held me steady as I continued exploring him. “You look so fucking pretty with my cock filling your mouth.”

He throbbed along my tongue, and I was all too aware of the whimper that escaped his mouth .

When his head tilted back in pleasure, a sense of pride rushed through me. It was empowering knowing I could elicit such pleasurable noises from him.

Curious to what else I could evoke from him, I took him deeper, hollowing my cheeks. When he reached the back of my throat, I gagged and instinctually pulled back.

It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling, just full, and I wanted more.

“Goddamn,” Drew said, breathless. “If you do that again, I’ll come down your pretty little throat.”

Wanting him to do just that, I leaned forward to take more of his delicious dick when he pulled me off him by my hair.

“No more,” he said, breathing heavily with a mischievous look in his eyes. “It’s my turn.”

DREW

That was all the warning I gave before I lifted her off the floor and onto the wooden coffee table.

She made a noise of surprise but spread out before me like my own personal meal. I made quick work of discarding her bra and pushed her down gently as I latched my mouth onto hers again.

At the first swipe of her tongue on my dick, I had felt like a damn teenager. I had to stop from coming all over her beautiful face.

Hell, just the sight of her topless and in my sweatpants almost made me come right then and there.

Before I got lost in the feel of her lips, I pulled back and removed her last article of clothing. To my surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties .

Good. I would have ripped them off anyway.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I mumbled, gave her one more punishing kiss, and then moved down her body, giving attention to her pert little nipples.

When my mouth closed around the little bead at the same time as I lightly pinched the other, her back arched off the table in ecstasy.

“Oh, Drew!” she moaned.

“That’s it, darlin’,” I encouraged and circled her nipple with my tongue. “Let me hear you. Let me hear how much you like me playing with these hard little nipples.”

She mewled and whimpered as I worshipped her perfect breasts. Her noises encouraged me more than ever.

It was only when she began stirring her hips against my dick that I pulled back to admire her.

“More,” Katherine gasped. Her face was flushed and her dark hair wild as she lifted her head to meet my eyes. “Please, Drew.”

I hummed. “Are you wet for me, baby?”

“Yes!” she answered immediately.

My hand traveled down her stomach to her inner thigh, hovering over her dripping core. “Tell me what you need, Katherine.”

“I need—” she hesitated, wiggling on the tabletop, trying to close her legs as if desperate for the friction, but I kept them wide open.

“Do you need my mouth on your needy little pussy?” I teased her. “Say it.”

Her gaze heated at my words, obviously turning her on more. “Yes, yes, please. I—I need your mouth on my pussy.”

Her telling me exactly what she needed was just as hot as her moans.

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” I smirked, more than happy to go to my knees for this woman, “it would be my pleasure.”

I moved down Katherine’s body until my face was level with her soaking wet cunt. I wrapped one arm around her thigh to keep her in place and used my other hand to tease her opening, trailing a finger over her wet folds.

Then I licked her. A single swipe of my tongue from her opening to her clit, and Katherine moaned louder, tipping her hips forward for more.

And I was more than happy to oblige.

I attached my mouth to her pink, swollen cunt, flicking my tongue back and forth over her clit. I played with her pussy, giving long, languid licks, then slowed to circle the most sensitive part of her.

When I pushed two fingers inside her and curled them upward in a “come here” motion, she gasped my name and released more of her juices on my tongue. I moaned against her pussy, relishing in her sweetness.

God, she tastes so fucking good.

“I—I’m close!” Katherine panted.

Her hips bucked from the onslaught of my ministrations on her clit. But I tightened my hold on her hips and kept her pinned to the table. I gave her a few more generous licks before I raised my head and pulled my fingers from her heavenly pussy.

“What?” Katherine glared down at me. “Why did you stop?”

She looked so adorably mad that I had just denied her orgasm, but I couldn’t help it. As much as I loved the taste of her, I wanted to feel her come around me instead.

“The next time you come,” I licked her from my lips, “it’ll be around my cock.”