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facing a massive seventy-two inch television and an impressive sound system. There were several chairs spaced throughout the rest of the room, all matching the couch. Directly in front of me was the staircase leading up to our rooms.

I sat my bags down by the door as Amber walked in and we made a mad rush for the sandwiches Emma was holding out to us. We sat and all but inhaled our sandwiches as Emma smiled at us and yelled for us to slow down. After draining the glass of water she handed me, I grabbed my bags and lugged them up the stairs to my room. I spent the next half hour unpacking everything before stretching across the bed to relax. My eyelids fluttered shut and I slept.

I woke to the feel of someone gently rubbing my hip as soft lips made butterfly kisses down my neck. I opened my eyes and sat up to see Drake standing above me with a sexy smirk on his full lips. I glanced around the room and confirmed that I was still at Emma and Dave’s house before turning my attention back to him. “Drake? What are you doing here?”

He pressed a finger over my lips as he bent down and started nibbling on my ear, “Shhhh. That’s not important. I’m here, that’s what matters.”

I fell against the pillow as he moved onto the bed and straddled me. His mouth took mine in a hungry kiss and I felt myself already growing wet. I ran my hands down his back and realized he wasn’t wearing a shirt. My nails ran across his naked flesh as he pulled my shirt and bra off, and started kissing a trail down my neck, to my collar bone, and finally to my breasts. He ran his tongue around the outside of my nipples, but never actually touching them. This drove me mad with desire and I tried shoving his head down.

He chuckled as he pulled back slightly, “No need to be so impatient, we have all night.”

I moaned as he suddenly sucked my nipple into his mouth and started nibbling on it, “That feels so good.”

My hands went to his head and I ran my fingers through his soft hair as he switched and started giving my other breast the same attention. He released it with a pop and started kissing down my stomach to the top of my jeans. He undid the snaps and ran his tongue underneath of them, making me shudder in delight before pulling them down my hips and off of me. His shorts quickly joined them in the growing pill of clothes on the floor.

I groaned as I felt a finger, then two, slip inside my heat. He began pushing them in and out in a fast rhythm as his thumb found my clit and started making slow circles around it. My breath turned to gasps as he finger fucked me and I felt myself go crashing over the edge, calling out his name. My breathing was still ragged when I came down from my high and I smiled at him. “You’re so good with your hands, and not just with a guitar.”

He laughed as he started kissing up my body. “And you’re always so responsive, you have no idea what a turn on that is.”

I smiled as I rolled him onto his back and began running my hands across his stomach and chest. I felt him shudder when I gently tugged on his nipple rings. “Does that feel good?”

“You have no idea.”

I grinned as I bent down and ran my tongue up the hard ridges of his stomach to his nipple and began making small circles around it before flicking it with my tongue. I turned my attention to the other one as I ran my fingertips down his stomach to grip him. I began stroking him gently and he groaned. “Suck me.”

I shook my head as I continued to stroke him.,“Not until you ask nicely.” I gripped him harder and his body arched off the bed.

“Chloe, you don’t want to test me.”

I leaned down and swiped my tongue across the head, “You don’t want to test me. Now, ask nicely.”

He groaned, this time in aggravation before speaking. “Chloe will you please suck me?” His tone was sarcastic but I obliged, sliding my mouth slowly over him until the tip was touching the back of my throat.

I pulled back and looked at him, “Is that you wanted?”

He growled in response