Chapter Ten

Lydia felt the cold, hard surface of the wall against her back as Drake pressed his body against hers. His hands slammed down on either side of her head, trapping her in place.

She couldn't help but release a sigh of pure exhilaration as he pressed his body against hers, his head dipping down to claim her mouth with his. Their tongues battled for dominance, Lydia nipping and sucking on Drake's every time he entered her mouth.

Drake let out a low groan as he pulled his head back, breaking the kiss so he could gaze at Lydia's face. He watched her reaction closely as he pressed his body against hers, eliciting a sultry moan from her. His seductive smile only grew wider in response to her body's reaction to his. Drake bowed his head again, lower this time, so he could kiss and nip at Lydia's neck. With a faint smile, he grazed his teeth against her skin, sending shivers through her body. She felt his icy breath on the trail of bites and shivered again, this time in pleasure.

He released her head from his grasp and instead grabbed the collar of her tank top, tearing it into two pieces and stripping it off her body. Lydia let out a startled gasp, "Hey, she started to protest, "That was my favorite...

Drake nipped at her nipple, cutting her off.

"Oh."

He traced his tongue around her areola, teasing her nipple until it became taut, and then he drew it into his mouth, bringing it between his teeth. He gently nipped, sucked, and licked, making her cry out wantonly. Lydia raised her hands, grabbing his head and shoving it further into her breast. Her back arched of the wall, her body eager to become one with his. Drake reached up and grabbed both of her hands, freeing his head.

"No touching," He teased, playfully pulling away, releasing her nipple. Moving his lips across her chest, he took the other nipple into his mouth.

As he pushed her against the wall, Drake's hand held both of hers above her head. His other hand traced a path from her collarbone down to her small breast, where he teased and squeezed before moving further south. He toyed with the edge of her shorts, letting his fingers dip slightly under the waistband as they trailed across her stomach. All while he teased her nipples.

"Please Drake," She moaned, begging him for more.

"Tell me what you want, Lydia," He whispered huskily into her ear, his fingers dipping lower into her waistband, grazing her silky panties.

"I want you to touch me," She pleaded, her breath hitching as his hand cupped her silk cladded pussy.

"Where would you like to touch you?" He asked, using his fingers to push her underwear off to the side.

"There."

"Where exactly, Lydia. Use your words."

"Please, Drake, Please touch my pussy. I'm aching for you," Lydia moaned.

"What a good girl," Drake hissed, swiping his fingers between her plush lips, coating them with her wetness before he pushed inside of her, rewarding her efforts.

"More," Lydia cried out, grinding herself against his palm.

He slowly started to increase his pace, gradually adding two more fingers, using his thumb to rub against her clit. He moved his fingers in an upward, come hither movement, teasing her g-spot with each stroke. "God, you're so tight, Lydia. So wet for me," He groaned, his cock getting harder and harder with each little noise Lydia let out.

"I'm almost there, Drake."

He could feel her tightening around his fingers. Her walls quivering. She was getting so close. "Be a good girl and come on my fingers for me, Baby. I want to feel you clamp down on me."

It was all Lydia needed to fly off the edge "Oh, God! Drake," Lydia cried, her head falling back against the walls, her eyes rolling heavenwards.

His fingers continued to pump drawing out her orgasm. When her walls finally stopped convulsing, he removed his fingers, bringing them to his mouth, and licking off her wetness. "Mmm, you taste delicious. I need more of you." He purred, smiling seductively, grabbing the waistband of her shorts and panties, pulling them down as he dropped to his knees, slipping them off her body and tossing them off to the side.

He lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder, baring her pussy to him. "Such a pretty pussy." He groaned as he took in the sight of her pretty pink lips, bare and swollen, glistening with her juices. He leaned in, placing the gentlest of kisses on her clit.

The hand holding her leg was stroking and squeezing her thigh. "Do you want me to lick your pretty pussy, baby?"

Lydia nodded her head eagerly. She'd give anything to feel his mouth on her.

"Words, Lydia."

"Please, sir. Please lick my pussy." She begged, thrusting her hips forward, trying to make contact with his face.

Answering her wishes, he lathered her with his tongue. Licking from her hole to her clit and back down again. Licking away all the remnants of her orgasm. Coating her with his saliva. His tongue probed the entrance to her hole, flicking in and out, teasingly.

"Fuck." Lydia cried out as he began to fuck her with his tongue.

When Drake felt her thighs start to quiver, he withdrew from her hole and licked up her pussy, sucking her clit into his mouth. His free hand found her entrance and he slipped two fingers inside of her, fucking him with them while he devoured her.

"Oh, God. Drake! Drake. I'm. I'm. I'm going to cum." Lydia moaned breathlessly, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

Drake's hot breath tickled her clit as he growled against it, sending shivers of pleasure through Lydia's body. She felt herself entering a state of bliss, completely lost in the intensity of his touch. As her body pulsated with her second orgasm of the night, she was filled with pure euphoria.

Releasing her leg, Drake wasted no time getting to his feet, unbuckling his jeans, and stripping himself of them and his boxer, his hardened cock springing free. "I need you now."

"Well, then what are you waiting for?" Lydia asked cheekily.

He growled, grabbing Lydia around the waist and lifting her up, wanting to take her to his bed. Lydia's legs wrap around his waist, exposing her wet pussy to the top of his cock.

"Fuck the bed," Drake snarled, reaching beneath Lydia, positioning his cock at her entrance, and slamming deep into her.

"YES!" Lydia screamed out in ecstasy, filling fuller than she'd ever felt before. She could feel every vein, every hard ridge of him as he slid into her.

Drake turned, once again pinning Lydia against the wall, using it to support her weight, so he could fuck her. He slammed relentlessly into her body. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, creating a symphony of lustful sounds - the rhythmic wall thudding behind Lydia, Drake's primal grunts of pleasure, Lydia's impassioned moans of ecstasy, their slick skin slapping together in a crescendo of desire. It wasn't long before they were both reaching their climax. Lydia's walls squeezed against Drake's thick length, milking him, as his filled her full of his seed.

"Well that wasn't quite what I'd pictured," Drake chuckled as he eased himself out of Lydia, steadily placing her on the ground, holding her until she regained control of her limbs, "I had at least thought there would be a bed involved."

"That was better than what I'd imagined it would be," Lydia giggled, her face still flush.

"Glad I could serve you, Darling." Drake winked, "Next time, there will definitely be a bed involved."

"Oh?" Lydia questioned eyebrows raised, "And what makes you so certain there will be a next time?" She teased, as she made her way to the bathroom to clean up.

Drake followed her to the bathroom, smacking her bare ass with his palm, "Well when you a lady cum three times in one session, she normally always comes back for more." He smirked, fidgeting with the shower settings, until the water was perfect.

He wrapped his arm around Lydia's waist, pulling her into the steaming shower with him. He grabbed a bottle of body wash and poured it into his palms, rubbing them together before gliding them over Lydia's skin in slow, circular motions. She let out a sigh of contentment as she leaned back against him, enjoying the warm water and his gentle touch. As he rubbed out her aches, Lydia could feel herself starting to become aroused again, and worried for a split second that she would never get enough of Drake Alston.

When Drake told her to rinse, she eagerly obeyed. The warm water cascaded over her body, cleansing away the suds and leaving her skin slick. She reached for the bottle of body wash, lathering it in her hands before sensually running them over every inch of his muscular physique. Her hands lingered on his cock, teasing and caressing it. She wanted him as ready and as eager for a second round as she was.

"Well now look what you've down, you little minx." Drake snarled, gesturing down at his hardened cock.

"Mmm, what was that about a next time?"

Lydia asked, turning her back to him and leaning against the shower wall, lifting her foot to rest on a ledge, exposing herself to him. "Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to get rid of your little problem?" She questioned, turning her head to look back at him, wiggling her ass.

"I'll show you little problem." He growled, lining his cock up with her cunt and slamming into her, lifting his hands and resting them around her throat.

"Oh Fuck. Choke me Drake. Make me cum on your cock." Lydia cried as he tightened his grip, slamming into her merciless.

During sex, Drake was typically the one to initiate dirty talk. However, he found it incredibly sexy when Lydia took charge and demanded acts of pleasure from him.

"Do you like that, baby?" He growled back in response, "Do you like it when my cock slams into. your tight little pussy? Do you like it when my hands tighten around your throat, cutting off your air supply, making it so you can only concentrate on what my cock is doing inside of you? Do you like it when I make you filthy inside the shower?"

"Yes, God. Yes Drake!" Lydia screamed, coming for her fourth time that night, her juices coating his cock as she squirted all over him.

"That it baby girl, just like that." Drake moaned, slowing his thrusts to prolong her orgasm. "Do you think you can be a good girl and come one more time for me?" He asked as he lowered his hand and slid it between her legs, gently stimulating her clit with his fingers.

"No, I can't. No more." Lydia begged, as Drake slowly circled her clit with his finger.

"I think you can, Darling. I think you've got one more in you, love. Make me proud and milk my cock like a good girl." He purred, increasing the pressure of his finger along with the pace of his cock inside of her-bottoming out with each stroke, his other hand tightening further around her throat. "Come for me baby." He growled as his cock thickened, ready for release.

Lydia's body shook with pleasure as she climaxed for the fifth time that night. Her entire being seemed to explode with ecstasy, and she saw stars behind her closed eyes.

Drake kept his pace steady, milking her orgasm by continuing to massage her clit and thrusting into her at just the right angle.

After a few more minutes of intense pleasure, he couldn't hold back any longer and released himself inside of her, filling her with his hot seed. Lydia moaned loudly as she felt him fill her up, prolonging her own orgasm even further.

As they both rode out their intense climaxes, Drake slowly released his hand from around Lydia's throat and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her close to him. Their bodies were slick with sweat and water as they held onto each other tightly, trying to catch their breaths.

Once they had both calmed down from their intense release, Drake turned off the shower and reached for a overly large towel to wrap around them both. He gently lifted Lydia out of the shower and carried her over to the bed where he laid her down gently.

"Are you okay?" He asked softly, brushing some wet strands of hair away from her face.

"I'm perfect." Lydia replied with a content smile on her face.

Drake bent down and placed a long, passionate kiss on her lips before pulling back. He untangled the towel from their entwined bodies and let it fall to the ground. Returning to the bed, he embraced her and held her close against his chest. In the quiet comfort of their embrace, they both drifted off into a peaceful slumber.