We broke apart after the kiss, and then I was cupping his face in my hands. I smiled up at him, whispering, "I love you." "I love you too, beautiful." Drew grinned as he gripped my hand and began to massage it. " Strip, all of it off beautiful." With one last kiss, he stepped back from me and went to lean against the sofa, arms crossed as he watched me intently.

I kicked off my shoes before stripping down my jeans and soaked panties, and in the least sexy move ever, I wiggled out of them. I tugged off my shirt, and my nipples pebbled, thanks to the air conditioning. After unsnapping my bra, I turned to face Drew. He held out his hand for me, and I willingly embraced him. Turning me around, he began to loosen my braid, and I groaned as his fingers ran along my scalp. With my hair loose and spilling down my back, Drew slowly moved his fingers through my hair. The movement lulled me, and right as he stopped, music started playing quietly through the Bluetooth speakers.noveldrama

Drew was still wearing clothes, and I wanted to pout, but he distracted me with a kiss on my neck. He ran his hand over my stomach and pulled me back against him, and he began to roll his hips. The feeling of him grinding against my ass was distracting, but I tried to roll my hips in time with his.

I groaned as he kissed my jaw and began cupping my breasts with his hands. He carefully pinched my nipples, teasing them. Then my head was turned, and our mouths fused. The kiss and the roll of our hips were amazing, but I wanted more. I reached behind me so I could run my hands over his thighs. It was an awkward angle, but the press of his hips against mine ground his hard dick against my ass.

The music vibrated through me as I unsnapped his jeans and tugged down the zipper. His heavy dick brushed against my fingers...

"Drew Peters," I whispered, both shocked and excited. "Are you going commando?"

"I wanted as little between us as possible, and trust me, my jeans were strangling my dick just fine; I think briefs would have killed me." He bit down on it. My lower lip, sucking on it as I stroked him. The heat of his dick and the silky soft skin filled me with temptation.

He left my nipples aching for me as he slid a hand gently up to my throat. There was still a bruise along my neck, and he carefully traced it with his lips. I shuddered at the sensation.

"Hands on your ass, Em." He bit down right on my pulse, and my pussy clenched.

I let go of his dick reluctantly as I pressed my hands to my ass. Every grind of his hips pressed his dick against my ass crack, and I began to wonder if we were jumping straight into anal tonight. Then he was bending me slightly, and I let out a sigh as he ran his dick against my clit before sliding the head against my entrance. It was like he wanted to slick himself up with me, and the thought had my pussy clenching again.

He let out a hissing "fuck" as I squeezed his dick with my thighs as we kept moving.

"Do it again." So I did, tightening my thighs as I continued to roll my hips to the music, teasing him.

"Fuck, your perfect, beautiful." The passion in his voice teased my senses. Then he was pushing forward. I couldn't breathe as he filled me, and then we were moving, still rolling our hips together. He pushed in and out fluidly, teasing me with each stroke, cupping my breasts, and nipping at my earlobe. " Ready, beautiful?"

"Yes."

I didn't need to ask for what because Drew began to piston into me. His arms kept me securely against him, and I let out a throaty moan. Oh, I was going to... "Drew, I need to come." Fuck did I need to? "Grab the sofa, beautiful."

I half bent, putting my hands on the back of the sofa, realizing Drew still had his clothes on. That thought drifted away, though, as his hands rested on my hips. Well, one of them did. The other was making its way downward, and he added his fingers, stroking and teasing my clit until I came apart.

I let out a ragged cry, and still Drew thrust into me. I was coming again, and this time, I almost collapsed under the force of the orgasm. My vision grew fuzzy, and all I could feel was Drew.

The hot rush of his release as he orgasmed and the harsh groan above me seemed like they were timed perfectly. I could feel him everywhere. I had my head on the back of the sofa when I opened my eyes. My breath came in quick pants while sweat slicked my skin.

Drew's shirt clung to my back. He was tracing my earlobe with his tongue as he softened, but I swore he was still half-hard and deep inside me.

"More?" It was both a question and a promise.

"You're the birthday boy," I pointed out, and he grinned.

I sighed as he pulled away and went to my knees. Reaching for his dick, I guided him to my lips, and he slid his hands into my hair.

"Take as much as you can," he said, and I swallowed around his dick. He recovered quickly as I used my hand, mouth, and tongue on him. When he was hard enough that I was choking on him, he fucked into my mouth carefully, and I was thrilled at his shout as he came.

I was licking my lips when he picked up my legs, shaking too hard to walk.

"Drew," I told him as he carried me to the bed covered in rose petals. "You still have your clothes on." I laughed.

"Give me just a second, beautiful, and I will fix that, I promise."

I don't think we left the bed the rest of the night-except when Drew went to grab the food and water from room service. Then we laughed and talked, and he made love to me until I couldn't see straight.

It might have been his birthday getaway, but I'm pretty sure I got the presents. The weekend was perfect from start to finish. We never did get to go for our hike, though. Maybe next time.