Drew [The Texas Senator's Sons 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (6 page)

When Liv bent over with her ass in his direction, he cursed and pounded the steering wheel. She knew he was watching, and how, he didn’t know. He thought he was well camouflaged in the grove of trees. Apparently not.

* * * *

Liv felt sexy and wanted when she caught the reflection of light bounce off of the trees. It could be one of two people, and she was damn sure it wasn’t Damon. No, it was Drew watching her, and she liked it. So to punish him for ignoring her all day and for hiding out in the trees, she was bent over stretching, showing him her ass and long legs.

She stood but didn’t look his direction and leaned her head back slowly while her hands traveled to her breasts where her nipples were already erect. She squeezed and pinched her nipples for relief and felt her panties get more and more wet. The thought of Drew watching just made her hot. She bit her bottom lip as her eyes closed and her head rolled back, her fingers still teasing and nipping.

Mercy, I need to come
. Her body was on fire again, and all she could think about was Drew being the one to satisfy her in the way only he could. How she wished he would drive over and take her like he did yesterday, but so far he hadn’t made a move. When Liv realized Drew had left, her heart sank. She began to pack up her equipment while her body hummed and ached. Where had her mind gone? Ah, yes, it was studying the planes of Drew’s rock-hard body. Her mouth was sampling inch after inch of his tanned skin.

Back at the main house, Liv showered and had dinner with Damon and Regan. Of course Drew didn’t come. She could sense the tension in the room as each tried to ignore the obvious. By looking at Damon, she could tell that he and Drew must have had words today. He looked tired and worried with a faraway look in his eyes. Regan, well, she tried to stay upbeat and keep the conversation going.

Liv decided then that she was going to break through to Drew somehow. Seeing his family worry broke her heart. No doubt Drew was dealing with his own brand of pain, but he wasn’t realizing how it affected everyone around him. One thing was certain. Drew had morphed into a totally different person, and she needed to step up and take control.

Damon quietly got up and took his dishes to the kitchen. Regan frowned and pushed her food around her plate.

“It will all work out, Regan,” Liv said softly.

“I hope so.” Regan sighed. “It’s affecting Damon and me. We knew it would be rough, but a year?” She raised her brows in confusion, a sad, forlorn look marking her expression.

“Different people have different ways of dealing. Some are able to put their lives right back together, while others”—Liv paused, thinking of how many years she stuffed her problems and emotions back—“take years.”

Regan nodded, as if she knew what Liv was talking about. “How did you do it?”

Liv smiled brightly. “I was pushed by a very unique person to face my baggage.” She laughed. “And it worked.”

Regan dropped her fork, knowing what Liv was talking about. “Do you think it will work for Drew?”

“I think it will.” Liv leaned back and grinned.

* * * *

Drew washed his plate and glass. A sandwich and chips sure didn’t compare to the meals Regan had been preparing lately. Yeah, it was immature to avoid Liv, but he just couldn’t be close to her. He didn’t want to want her. He didn’t want to want any woman for that matter. Women were too hard to read, too complicated, and too damn sneaky. Shay was sneaky and also a dishonest bitch.

Opening the refrigerator, Drew grabbed a beer and went to his usual spot on the couch. He shifted uncomfortably. His dick was still semi-erect from watching Liv aggravate him earlier. She was sly, intelligent, and sexy in ways most women weren’t. He shouldn’t be attracted to her. Liv didn’t possess one quality that he liked in women. It must be the opposites-attract thing at work, he supposed. Didn’t matter. He wasn’t looking for a relationship. Hell, he wasn’t looking for anything, and she showed up. Seductress, that’s what she was, and he was her prey. Well, he may have been weak yesterday, and with good reason, but today, he definitely showed her that yeah, he could resist her.

A knock came at Drew’s back door, and he immediately cursed.

* * * *

Liv stood on Drew’s back porch trembling, not because she was scared, but because she was excited. Drew avoided her all day, most likely to prove to himself that he could resist the temptation. Well, she was going to push his limit in an attempt to make him feel and more importantly, to want to feel.

When Drew opened the back door, his jaw was clenched tight, and his eyes were fierce, warning her. “Do you always show up on a person’s doorstep without an invitation?”

Liv flashed him a wicked smile and brushed past him as she entered. “Depends on the person,” she said and studied the atmosphere of his house. The kitchen was nice and tidy, no dirty dishes sitting in the sink or dirt on the floor.
Interesting.
She continued to look around while Drew stood, dumbfounded, by the open door.

“You’re going to let june bugs in if you don’t close the door,” Liv chimed and walked toward the living room. The room was cozy and quaint with barn-wood paneling, a large, oversized couch, and a big-screen television. DVD cases sat on the entertainment center, so she walked over and picked up one.

Drew stood in the threshold between the kitchen and living room with his arms crossed, his shoulder leaning against the wall. “You’re pretty damn nosy,” he barked, but didn’t act at all embarrassed that she was holding up one of many porn videos he possessed.

“Hard-core porn, huh? I like it.” Liv smiled and set the case back down and headed past him toward the room she really wanted to see, his bedroom.

A large, manly four-poster bed graced the space. It looked large and intimidating.
King-size, perfect
. She liked to have a big playground. Her hand glided down the massive timber at the end of the bed, all the glorious possibilities. It was definitely a man’s room, in shades of dark blues, greens, and warm, earthy browns.

Again Drew stood in the doorway and just watched her. His jaw was still clenched tight. His arms crossed in front of him. God, he looked hot, she thought, looking at him standing without a shirt wearing slightly baggy jeans that hung at his waist. What a sight to behold, his wide, tan chest with muscled pectorals that tapered to rippled abs.
Yum.

Drew watched her touch the bed. Her fingers lightly gliding with visions running through her head. His expression indicated he had visions of his own. His look was predatory. Warning her that if she didn’t get the hell out of there, she’d be starring in one of them.

Liv continued to walk around the bed, daring him to take her. At the nightstand, she opened the drawer and tried not to grin. It was a stocked paradise with condoms, lubes, and oh, she thought, a butt plug. What made her smile was that all of it was new and never opened. In that instant her panties soaked, her throat constricted, and trembles shook her.

“You about done snooping?” Drew asked with a growl.

Liv turned and smiled. “You’re not actually gay and refusing to come out of the closet, are you?” That would get to him.

“Fuck no. I’m not gay!” Drew barked.

“Touchy, touchy,” she teased him. “Your nightstand says otherwise.”

Drew moved across the room in a second and stood looming over her. “Stop talking,” he ground out, and Liv suppressed a smile.

“Now,” Drew said and began to unbutton his jeans, “get down on your knees.”

Liv couldn’t wait. Her legs went weak as she knelt down, complying fully. She dreamed of sucking Drew’s large cock last night, and to have him order her to do so caused her pussy to clench tight in anticipation.

Drew unzipped his jeans and shoved them and his boxers down. “Suck it.”

Oh, mercy, Liv thought as she reached with a trembling hand. His enormous pole was rock hard. Pre-cum glistened at the tip. She wanted to taste him. Her tongue swiped across it, and she heard Drew groan. Yes, she thought and swirled her tongue around the tip with her hands bracing her on his strong thighs.

“I said suck it!” Drew barked, and she felt her hot heat trickle out more. She stretched her mouth around him and took in all she could. He was so very large and so delicious. Pulling back slowly, she sucked hard, and he moaned, his hands grasping her hair tight.

Drew’s hips began to thrust forward while his hands held her head. With each thrust, she could feel his cock at the back of her throat, and she purred. She looked up, and he was looking down at her, his face contorted from the pleasure she was giving him. His eyes bored a hole right through her. They were feral and dark.

“That’s it, suck that cock,” Drew said as he looked into her eyes. His hands tangled in her hair tighter with each pull of her mouth. Drew looked like he was trying hard to hold back while gritting his teeth tightly together. He also had a look desire and frustration at the same time. Liv wanted him to lose himself in the moment and let go. She wanted him to surrender to the passion between them.

The excitement rushed through Liv as she sucked and listened to Drew’s gruff voice. That was sexy as hell. Although she could do this all night, the tingling deep in her belly wanted more, so she increased her speed, knowing he would stop her. More of his saltiness invaded her mouth as his cock got harder, becoming engorged.

Drew pulled back out of her mouth quickly. “Take off your clothes,” he demanded.

Liv took off her clothes with Drew’s hungry eyes watching. She felt his gaze rake over her body, caressing her. This was completely erotic for her. When she took off her panties slowly, she noticed his hands balled up into fists. Her panties touched the floor, and he grabbed her under the arms and threw her on the bed. She bounced and tried not to giggle as the enthusiasm rushed though her.

Drew walked slowly around the bed looking at every inch of her body with no hint of a smile. He walked to the closet and came out with silk cording. “Hands above your head.”

Liv complied and tried to keep her body from shaking her off the bed. He wrapped the cord around each of her wrists and lashed her to either post. She couldn’t wait to see what was next but wished he would hurry before she had a complete meltdown. Her breathing was becoming erratic, her limbs shaky. She was thrilled when he opened his nightstand and laid an assortment of items at the foot of the bed. She could feel her orgasm hovering, which was surprising considering he hadn’t touched her yet.

Drew moved over the footboard like a big cat on the prowl, and her hips bucked up, wanting him. His mouth slowly eased down, and she prayed she wouldn’t pass out on contact. Sweet heaven, his mouth was hot. His tongue lashed out over her clit, eliciting a cry from her lungs. She bucked her hips to his mouth, and he restrained her leg and sucked her clit hard.

Liv cursed as stars began to cloud her vision. His fingers thrust into her cunt and tickled her sweet spot, and she burst from stimulation. She wailed as her body writhed, her arms pulling at the restraints. Her hips tried to move, but Drew had her immobilized with his strong arm. Sweet bliss, she thought as she came down. His tongue seemed to be lovingly exploring, helping calm the tsunami. When she felt his thumb graze over her tight asshole, she squealed. He continued to rim her hole with his thumb. She was slick from her excitement that ran down between her cheeks.

“I bet you want my cock in your ass,” he said while his tongue entered her cunt, and his thumb pressed into her ass.

Liv lit up. Her body needed more, wanted more. It didn’t matter how he took her so long as he did.

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Liv?” Drew asked lazily as he continued to feast between her legs.

“Yesss,” she cried out as she tried to move. Her skin was tingling from head to toe, buzzing.

When she heard the snap of a lid, she whimpered. Drew was torturing her by taking his time. She felt oily lube being rubbed around her hole. His fingers slipped in easily. He stroked softly, stretching her. She squeezed her eyes shut and enjoyed the invasion. Then he removed his fingers, and she felt empty. “Don’t stop!” she begged and thought she heard him chuckle.

Then the feeling of fullness returned when he gently pushed the butt plug in. Her nipples peaked, needing attention, and her pussy clinched tight. She pulled at the restraints, wanting to touch him but couldn’t. It was making her delirious and pushing her toward another orgasm.

After the butt plug was fully seated, she watched Drew open a condom. His eyes stared at her as he slowly rolled the condom down his large cock. Her hips thrust toward him.

“First I’m going to fuck your tight pussy, and then I’m going to fuck your tight ass,” Drew said and moved leisurely between her legs. Only Drew seemed to pleasure her in very unique ways.

“Yesss, do it, please!” Liv couldn’t help but beg. Her body was strung tightly and couldn’t wait.

Drew’s cock entered her little by little. She could feel her pussy stretch to accommodate him. The full feeling was immense with the butt plug in her ass, and it felt positively exquisite. His cock continued to slide in excruciatingly slow. She bit down on her bottom lip, about to explode, and looked into Drew’s gorgeous sapphire eyes. They were hooded and tense, like he was using all the control he could muster. She wanted to feel his tongue glide into her mouth, taste him, and feel the sweet pull of his lips. But he didn’t do that. His mouth came down on her breast. His tongue swirled her nipple. His cock eased in and out of her pussy. His teeth lightly bit her nipple before his hot mouth pulled her breast hard into his mouth and sent her into a fit of convulsions.