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that I had on him.

I grabbed a towel from the rack and dried off before walking back into our room, still completely naked. Drake was on the bed with the remote in his hand, flipping through the channels on the television. He glanced up as I entered, and I watched as his eyes turned dark with lust. He lunged forward and grabbed my hands, pulling me down on the bed with him. I straddled him as he kissed me ferociously, taking my breath away.

“You can’t be ready to go again.” I mumbled against his lips.

“I’ve tried to control myself around you, but now that I’ve fucked you, my control is gone. I want you on this bed ten different ways and I plan on making sure that happens before the night is over.”

I felt myself grow wet at his words. His fully erect cock was pressing against my leg and I bit my lip to keep from moaning as I positioned myself over him and slowly slid him inside. I was still sensitive from our time together in the shower, and the mere feeling of him sliding inside was almost enough to send me over the edge again.

His hips jerked up automatically and I cried out at the sensations it caused. He grabbed my ass as I started moving above him. I knew I was close, and I wasted no time going slow or gently; my movements were rough and fast as his hips rose to meet me, thrust for trust. Within seconds, I felt myself floating away on an earth shattering orgasm.

My body felt like dead weight as he flipped me onto my back and continued to pound into me to find his own release. He groaned as he came and let his body fall onto mine. I winced a little at the pressure on my ribs, but said nothing for fear that he would move away.

“I can’t move,” he groaned from above me.

“Then don’t, we can just stay like this all night.”

I felt him smile against my chest as his dick jumped inside me. “Don’t get me started again just yet, I need a few minutes to recover.”

I squeezed my internal muscles and he actually growled. “Dear God! Don’t do that!”

I laughed as I relaxed and pushed him from me. “Alright, I’ll be good. Let me up so I can put some clothes on.”

He wrapped his arms around me and held me down on the bed. “You won’t be wearing anything for several hours if I have anything to say about it.”

My laughter turned into a moan as he started kissing my neck. By morning he had his wish; we had christened the bed in far more than ten different ways.

Chapter Sixteen

Chloe

I groaned as I opened my eyes and looked around our hotel room. My body ached everywhere from my nighttime activities with Drake. Speaking of Drake, I could feel him pressed tight against my back and I snuggled in closer. He mumbled something in his sleep and wrapped his arm around me. I sighed happily; I never wanted to leave this bed.

Unfortunately for me, it was almost noon and we needed to head back to the bus so that I could pick up Jordan up and take him home. I rolled over and started running my fingertips along his jaw and under his chin, trying to tickle him awake. He tried to brush my hand away, but I smiled and continued to tickle him.

His opened one eye and peeked at me through his lashes. ‘Will you quit, I’m trying to sleep.”

“And I’m trying to wake you up. I guess that puts us at a draw.”

He ran his hand down my side to my hip and started making small circling motions with his thumb. “There are better ways to wake me up you know.”

“Not when we have to be checked out of here in twenty minutes. So get up and get dressed.”

“Fine,” he said as he rolled out of bed.

I watched his naked backside as he walked to the dresser and pulled a clean pair of jeans from the bag sitting on top. My mouth hung open as he pulled them on commando style.

“Did you forget something?” I asked.

He smirked. “No, why?”

“You’re missing your boxers.”

“Nah, I figured I’d leave them off in case you wanted to tackle me on the bus or something.”

“As fun as that sounds, I have to leave as soon as we get there. I’m sure Jordan is ready to go home.”

He looked disappointed as