The Drake Unwound Complete Collection Book 9 (8 page)

"Sorry to wake you. I tried to be quiet."

She sighed and stretched, watching me as I removed my jacket.

"That's OK. I'm a bit under the weather. I think it's the Malarone I had this morning."

I sat on the side of the couch and bent down and kissed her.

"Mmm, I love it when you're all warm and sleepy," I said, smiling. I ran my fingers down from her cheek to the swell of her breast. "I want to ravish you every time I see you after we've been apart."

She smiled back as I leaned down to nuzzle her neck.

"I feel the same way. Except I want you to do the ravishing."

"That's my little subbie." Then, my lips followed my fingers, traveling down to her chest. I unfastened the top button of her sweater and pulled down the fabric of her bra to expose one nipple. When I took it in my mouth, and laved the hard nub, she gasped.

"I think I want you in your bedroom."

"Drake, my
father
…"

"Shh," I said. "Your father's old enough to know not to enter your bedroom in the middle of the day when both of us are home and nowhere to be found.
Relax
… He's probably in the middle of one of his meetings and isn’t likely to come in anytime soon. Where's Elaine?"

"She's out for the day. I have to talk to you about something."

"Later." I silenced her, kissing her forcefully. "Submit,
Katherine
."

I bared both her breasts, my mouth moving between her nipples. I knew Kate was anxious about her father coming in, but I wanted to see how far she would let me take control, even when it was something she didn’t want to do.

She submitted but only just. Satisfied, I returned her bra to its proper position and helped her up, adjusting my erection in case we ran into Ethan on the way back to Kate’s bedroom.

 I led Kate out of the den and down the hallway to her bedroom. We passed Ethan's office but he was deep in conversation with his advisors and didn't notice us. I pushed Kate ahead of me into her bedroom and closed the door behind me. I pushed her up against the door, pressing my erection against her.

"I need you,
Katherine
. I've been imagining fucking you all day."

She sighed as I kissed her neck, restraining her hands above her head. I kissed her deeply, my tongue finding hers.

She smiled when I picked her up, carrying her over to the bed.

"What are you smiling at? You should be all weak-kneed by now, not amused…"

"You like to carry me," she said, threading her arms around my neck.

I grinned. "Imagine that I'm a conquering warlord, and you're my spoils of war. What would you do?"

"You want to role play?" she said, her expression innocent but with a hint of excitement.

"Why not? It would be fun."

"If you were a real conquering warlord, I'd have to resist you," she said, all breathless.

"I like what turns
you
on," I said, grinning. "A little resistance would only add to the excitement."

She blinked as I stood beside the bed with her in my arms, our eyes meeting.

"I'm not sure. I didn’t like it when…" she said, and I knew where her mind went without her even having to tell me. Flyboy. The issue of mock rape.

"
Shh
," I said. "Do you trust me?"

She looked in my eyes. There was only a second or two hesitation. "Yes."

I kissed her, silencing her once more. When I pulled back, I held her eyes.

"Sometimes, it's the things that scare us the most that excite us the most as well," I said and sat on the side of the bed, with her lying across my lap. "Trust makes all the difference, Katherine. All you need to know is that you'll get fucked hard, fast and a bit roughly, with no preliminaries. I'll let you know which day it will be, but you'll have no idea when. I suspect that the anticipation will make you so wet, you'll probably come very quickly, although I won't do a thing to help."

"Dawn would freak if she thought—"

I held a finger to her lips. "
Shh
," I said, frowning. "Forget what Dawn thinks. She doesn't understand and probably never will so you shouldn't waste time trying to convince her. What do
you
think?" I paused for a moment, my gaze moving over her face. "Kate, does the prospect of me taking you by force, a bit roughly, without thought to your own desires or pleasure – does that excite you in any way?"

She took in a breath and held it, but I knew that deep down, this excited her.

"Yes."

I nodded. "I'm safe. You can try things with me that you could only fantasize about. If I do the things that scare you, you can experience them without being hurt or truly scared. Role-playing is fun, especially when I know it will push your buttons." I slid a hand between her legs. "And it’s your sweet little tasty little buttons I want to push, and eat, and suck…"

She didn’t respond to me the way I planned, her forehead furrowed. "I'm meeting with Dawn later to try to sort things with her."

I closed my eyes and exhaled. "
Kate
…" Frustration filled me that she was so intent on making amends with Dawn. "Why? You're wasting your time and hers, and probably messing things up between us." I snuggled more closely, my face inches from hers.

"Kate, you have to make a choice between your own happiness and pleasing others. Are you going to try things that excite and fulfill you or are you going to settle with less in order to please the people who don't really matter? Whatever you want, Kate, whatever you need, I want to give to you."

"I want
you
. I want you to do what you think I need, whatever that is. You've been right so far."

I kissed her, softly. "Thank you for admitting that. Don't waste your life trying to live to please others. Do what makes
you
happy," I said and sighed. "Life's too short. People die."

She nodded in agreement, but I knew this was something she would have to learn through experience.

"Think of a scenario that arouses you. I'll do whatever it takes to make it happen the way you want, the way you fantasize."

"What do
you
fantasize about?" she asked, and I knew she was avoiding answering.

"Kate of a million questions." I shook my head and cupped her cheek, stroking her skin with a thumb. "I fantasize about you letting me fuck you any way I want, any time I want, anywhere I want and making you cry out my name in pleasure." I smiled and kissed her, my fingers threading through her hair. "Right now, I want you to stop with the questions and let me
fuck
you,
Katherine
..."

She bit her lip and closed her eyes. I knew that she still needed a blindfold to submit fully. I kissed her deeply and insistently, taking her clothes off, spreading her thighs and rubbing my cock all over her. It took barely two minutes of thrusting, my fingers on her clit, to bring on her first orgasm.

I smothered her cries of pleasure with a kiss.

CHAPTER SEVEN

The jam session with the guys went well, but it was a sad night for us because it would be the last one before Kate and I left for Kenya.

Even Mrs. O came out from her office and sat in the audience, listening as she worked on her receipts for the night. The small crowd of regulars even listened with a bit more attention than usual, because Ken announced that I’d be leaving in a short while and the band would be taking on a new member while I was in Kenya.

I felt a tinge of regret that I was leaving my life in Manhattan, and would miss Ken and the guys. I’d miss my music, although I could still practice as much as I felt like it in my time off. Of course, now I had Kate, and would have Kate full-time, so I knew my life was changing – for the better.

I would rather have fewer hours playing with the band if it meant I had Kate with me.

Later, when I got back to the Chelsea apartment, Kate lying on the couch in the living room with a blanket around her. I’d given her a key earlier in the week, but wasn’t expecting her. She looked happy to see me.

I smiled at her when I came in, and after taking off my coat, I went right over and kissed her before I did anything else. I wanted her to know she was my main focus. When we were together, I pledged to myself that I would put her first, and ensure my other responsibilities took second place. I wasn’t going to lose her the way I had Maureen.

"I'm beat," I said, flopping down on the couch beside her. "Can we just snuggle? I don't feel like doing anything."

She moved closer to me. "Fine with me."

"Oh," I said, remembering that she had been planning on meeting with Dawn. "What's up with Dawn? How did your meeting go?"

"Terrible," she said and frowned.

"What happened?" I ran my fingers over her cheek and waited. She took in a deep breath and exhaled, like she was steeling herself in order to talk about her meeting with Dawn. That woman frustrated and angered me. Most of all, I was upset that Kate was so determined to mend their relationship. However, it did show how loyal Kate was and that was not something to view lightly. My previous experience with women and loyalty was somewhat tainted.

"I tried to explain things to her, reason with her,” Kate said, her voice sad, “but she wouldn't listen to me. So, I asked her to pretend we weren't together, but everything came back to you. I had to walk out on her and give up. She can't accept that we're together and that you're not a danger to me."

I shook my head. "I'm sorry. I know you two have been friends for a long time. Maybe when she sees that you’re still the same person, only happier, she'll come around."

She sighed. "I hope so."

We spent the rest of the evening on the couch, watching an old Bogart movie on television, and eating microwave popcorn.

I woke the next morning to snow falling outside the window. Kate snuggled closer beside me and as much as I would have loved to roll over and have sex with her, I couldn’t. I had an early meeting, so I leaned up on my elbow to check the clock radio on the nightstand. I slipped quickly out of the covers and sat on the side of the bed.

"Good
morning
," Kate said. She crawled up behind me and kissed my shoulder and then my neck. "I love waking up with you beside me. What are your plans for the morning?" She slipped her hands around my waist and felt my morning erection. I groaned when she took me in her hand, but I didn’t have time to properly fuck her so I moved her hand away.

"I have a meeting," I said. "I'm late. Didn't the damn clock radio go off?" I glanced at the settings on the clock radio beside the bed. "Crap. I have to run. My appointment's in half an hour."

Kate lay back down and said nothing but I knew she’d be disappointed.

I started the shower, intending to have a quick wash and get ready as fast as I could. Kate followed me and pulled back the shower curtain a crack to watch. I felt her eyes on me and knew she probably would have liked to come in but it would delay me. I lathered up and began washing, trying to do so as fast as I could.

"Can I join you?"

I felt bad but couldn’t encourage her. "I'm in a hurry, so we can't do anything this morning."

"That's OK," she said, and stepped back to close the curtain. "I'll wait until you're done."

I took hold of the curtain and stopped her, catching her eyes with mine.

"I'd love to fuck you, but I'm really in a rush," I said and shook my head. "But later, I want to watch you make yourself come for me." There. That would arouse her and excite her. She’d be wet all day in anticipation.

“What?" She made a face.

"
Katherine
," I said and furrowed my brows in a sad attempt to look stern, fighting a grin the whole time. "I enjoyed watching you fuck me so much, I want to see you get yourself off. No objections. Masturbation was part of the agreement, in case you forgot."

She bit her lip. "I've never done it in front of anyone. I don't know if I can, you know," she said, raising a shoulder. "Relax enough."

That excited me. I’d be the first to watch her pleasure herself to orgasm. I’d be semi-hard all day in anticipation. It wasn’t just the visual of her masturbating that aroused me. It was the thought that she’d let go of all her own inhibitions and be open enough to make herself come in front of me.

That required complete intimacy, and that’s what I wanted. It’s what I craved.

"I want to see you use Big, but for today, I'll let you use your own fingers," I said. I finished rinsing off and stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and dried off. Kate leaned against the doorjamb and watched while I brushed my hair. She was still naked, her arms crossed around her waist.

"You look entirely edible, Ms. Bennet,” I said, my eyes roving over her body. “I don't know how I'll make it through the day, thinking of what I'll get when I return tonight."

"You're going to be gone all day?"

"Meetings and more meetings," I said. "But when I get back, I want you freshly showered and waiting for me, naked, on the bed, your legs spread. I want you already wet, thinking of me."