Lily's Mistake (5 page)

Lily looks unsure as she bites her lips and stares at me for a few seconds. I raise my eyebrows, daring her to back out of her offer. I want her to be quite sure.

What comes from the pretty mouth almost undoes me. “Anything you want, Drake.” She saunters past me and does as I asked her to.

Now it is my turn to be dumbstruck. Her pussy is untouched, perfect. My cock twitches and aches inside my pants, rigid with need.

My eyes gather in what is offered to me on that bed. I’m eager, and yet, hesitant, so I stand there, contemplating if I should carry on with what Lily has in mind.

“What are you waiting for, Drake? If you’re about to change your mind, tell me, so I can leave. I’m done wasting my time on you.”

Something inside me snaps to focus. I’m on the bed in a flash.

This woman is not going to get away. Hell to the motherfucking no,
I think with blinded lust.

I kiss the sides of her lips and her jawline. “I’ve never had a virgin before, but I promise to make sure you will enjoy it as much as I will.”

She writhes against my touch. Her body is fired up and ready to be conquered by me. “I don’t care. I want you too much. So much, it hurts.” She tells me as her fingers grab my shoulders.

Fuck, I want to bury my cock inside her so bad, but I have to slow down or I’ll end up hurting her. I lower myself slowly onto her chest, letting the tip of my tongue flick her nipple and it hardens instantly. I lightly blow air against it and she begins to writhe more underneath me. Opening her legs wider, my cock perfectly sits against her pussy. Fuck, I tense up immediately when she started to grind it against her naked mound.

“Quit it, or I might end up taking you hard,” I roughly pant out against her pebbled, rosebud nipple.

After a few seconds, I’m ready to move forward. My hands capture her supple breasts and tease them as my head and lips gradually move down towards her navel. My hot tongue sticks out and I let the wet tip move in achingly slow, agonizing, rhythmic circles around it.

“Oh, hell, Drake!” she moans, slowly rocking her body. “I want more. Give me more.”

I want to laugh, but the deep ache in my groin knows the pain that she’s going through. When my lips find her bald pussy, I delicately bite it. I can feel the heat of her sex on my face. I’m going to take my sweet time getting to know this fresh, virgin flesh before I annihilate it.

My lips seek the sides of her folds and gently suck on them, one after the other. My tongue leisurely snakes its way down the tiny area where her pussy and ass meets. “Touch me, please,” my virgin temptress pleads.

Not yet,
I think wickedly. I want her gushing out with wetness before I break her open. I want her to hunger for me; for my touch and my kiss before I flip her world upside down.

I want this night to be special.

So special, she will never forget it.

Never forget me.

Lily is thrashing when my mouth starts upwards again. I deliberately run my tongue along her wet core, past her hot entrance. My lips capture her nub and I lightly suck on it before my tongue swirls about, teasing her relentlessly. Lily’s palms find the back of my head and urges me to do more. While my tongue is rooted on her nub, my right forefinger slowly makes its way in her wet and narrow channel. I take my time, making sure she savors each heightened stoke of my touch.

Her breathing is labored, panting as she begs me to end her agony. “Not yet, Little One. Once I know you are mindless with need, then I will take you, but until then, relish in the pleasure I give you. Revel in my touch and savor the journey.”

My finger dips slowly inside her in acute circles. Her hot tunnel suctions it in, wanting it to go deeper into her moist depths. I’m so turned on, I feel my pre-cum slowly make its way out of the head of my shaft. I only use one finger and her pussy is already tight. How am I going to stretch her without causing much pain? It seems inevitable.

When my finger strokes deeper, her barrier stops me from going in further. Her insides are slick with wetness and I’m more than ready to possess this innocent body. I need to
─have wanted to─for quite some time now. Lily has always been mine and it’s time we both seal that ownership. To mark her─brand her─as mine, forever.

My mouth and fingers pull out from their ministrations. Hurriedly, I get rid of my clothes. I crawl up to
her, seeking her lips as I gently, precisely nestle my rigid cock in between her wet, parted folds.  We moan in unison when our lips touch.

“Taste yourself on my tongue, Babe.” She slowly sucks on my tongue as she lavishes her pussy on me, gliding it back and forth against my hard cock.

“Take me, Drake. It’s yours. Take it.” I respond with kissing her, devouring her lips while I take hold of my cock and tease the entrance of her womanhood. “Make me yours,” She begs in between my kisses.

Yes, she is mine.

My cock gently pierces her, but her pussy pushes it back out, certainly not used to it. My cock rejoices at this idea and I’m determined to claim it. I push the head back in with enough force to nudge past her wet, constricted passage. She loudly gasps as she feels the head of my shaft invade her virgin channel.  I stop kissing her then, since my breathing and heart rate accelerate rapidly. All the blood in me goes south and pounds in my cock as it plunges deeper. We both halt our breathing when it hits her thin barrier.

“Are you ready for me?” I manage to croak out. My cock pulsates inside her.

“For you, always,” Lily breathes out as our eyes clash.

I know deep down she means every word. I also know that she’s in love with me and at this very moment, time stands still as I gaze down on the woman who just captured my heart. I have always loved her, but now, I realize, I really am so deeply in love with her that it scares the crap out of me. When I feel her shift sideways, my cock instantly twitches. Not willing to dwell on my thoughts, I make love to her lips as I simultaneously pull my hips back, letting the tip of my shaft stay inside of her before I plunge into it again. This time, when I repeat the stroke, I grab both of her hips and ram it hard, breaking it, in one swift fluid thrust. I capture her lips and muffle her cries with my kisses as my cock slowly makes love to her.

Mine.

All mine.

When her body finally gets used to my invasion of hers, her muscles start to relax. Lily can barely control her moans of pleasure as she begs for more.

“I need to possess you,” I groan wretchedly against her ear.

“Possess what’s yours, Drake.” Lily barely finishes whispering those words when I begin to pound her, relentlessly. The sexy sounds she makes urges me to take her harder. I feel her muscles contract around my shaft as she readies for her own release. Lily yelps out a sob when the orgasm blasts through her while I fuck her like I’m being chased. “I love you,” she sobs repeatedly.

My body tenses as my cum builds up, ready to be freed. It takes a few more strokes before I shoot my semen inside her, screaming her name, recklessly.

After we are both starting to breathe normally, I roll off her and gather her in my arms. Lily immediately passes out.

Even though I just realized I love her the way she loves me, I’m not ready to give whatever it is she desires from me. The stakes are too high when it comes to Lily. Maybe in a year or two, but not right now, I know I’m not ready.

After an hour or so, I gather her satiated limp body and place her inside her room. I don’t sleep a wink as I think of a way out. I make sure the maids are awake before I leave the villa and go back to New York.

I could easily reason with my parents if they ask about my sudden departure, but I simply can’t reason if the woman I love, wakes up and asks me to stay. After the kind of earth-shattering night we’ve had, I’m convinced that Lily has the power to break me in two and I’m not ready to have someone rule me like that.

Not yet, anyway.

Present

We are in Santa Monica seated at a restaurant on Ocean Drive; it overlooks the beautiful Pacific. My mood and spirit lift at the sound of the waves and sea gulls that permeate the air.

The restaurant is a few minutes from my home, but I don’t dare mention that to him. It isn’t a big deal, yet, I just don’t want to tell him that. I know it will only take a phone call to know my information, but still.

We just ordered and are both quiet as we look out at the view of the beach. The silence is uncomfortable, to say the least. I remember Drake and I used to be very close. We were until I threw myself at him during New Year’s. To this day, I admit that I feel stupid for ruining my friendship with him. Yeah, he’s a jackass now, but he wasn’t before. Now, after eight long years of not seeing each other, there’s so much to say, but there’s nothing we want to voice.

The tension I feel coming off him is blatant.

Sighing, I cock a quick glance at him, catching my breath when I meet his eyes that are looking serious as hell. What the hell is he thinking now? I raise my brow in question to him, but he just keeps on staring, like I’m such a weird specimen.

“Darling, here you are!” A saccharine voice speaks behind me. I tense when I see Drake’s facial expression change and become guarded.

“What are you doing here?” Drake utters through gritted teeth.

When the woman in question finally stops at our table, I see a beautiful blonde with hazel eyes that are framed with the longest lashes I have ever seen. I suppose this is Drake’s girlfriend or fiancée… whatever the hell she is? I see her measure me up and down while smiling sweetly at me. That makes me not like her on the spot.

Fake. She’s a fucking fake. I hate women like her.

I mean, what is the point in trying to be nice and all when you obviously don’t like the person? She rounds Drake’s side of the table and pulls herself a chair. Obviously, the faker wants to join us. How quaint. I simmer some more.

“Who told you I was here?” Drake eyes her with a hard stare when Shannon tries to get comfortable on her chair. Her stupid fake smile still plastered on her pretty face.

“I called the office, of course. Mindy gave me the information, albeit reluctantly.” Shannon pouts at Drake. Does her stupid fake smile and those stupid pouts always work? How cheesy is that of Drake? Triple ick.

“Did you need something? You could’ve called at least.” Drake’s tone is obviously hard and he’s not pleased, but that doesn’t seem to faze Shannon. Guess he’s not so easily won over, after all.

She looks at me then, still smiling, and speaks, “I know, Darling, but I wanted to meet your new assistant. When Mindy informed me that you took her out, I was… curious.”

Drake clears his throat and introduces us. I’m a little miffed that he doesn’t even mention that I’m a family friend or that we grew up together. “Do you not notice that I’m in a middle of a work day, Shannon? Couldn’t it have waited?”

Shannon places her coral lacquered nails on Drake’s shoulder and strokes it sensually. She purrs next to his ears. “Darling, Daddy wants you to call him. It’s about the wedding and the date. He was hoping you could fill the bill for everything. Now, go scoot and make that call, please?”

Drake curses and gets up to make a call to Shannon’s father. When Drake is nowhere in sight, the real woman comes out.

“If you’re thinking about bagging your boss, I will fucking mess with your life. Drake’s mine, so don’t make the same mistake the woman before you did. I can get you fired in a blink of an eye. Drake loves me and he’ll do anything to please me. I will keep an eye on you, Lily.”

Shannon is dead serious, too. I want to laugh so hard, and yet, throw the entire glass of water at this yapping woman.

How in the world did Drake manage to be with this woman? Now I get what Patricia was talking about. Shannon is simply mental and off her rocker.

“I’m not interested in Drake. You can have him for yourself for all I care, but you, Shannon, need to watch your tongue because when I fucking hit back, I fucking hit you back hard. I’m not one for cat fights, but I can take you on. You threaten me and then expect me to just clamor up? You’ve picked the wrong woman to threaten and intimidate. I don’t give a rat’s ass about you, a wannabe actress, who wants to nab a rich guy. I don’t care, got that, blondie?”

Shannon’s eyes become so dark they’re almost black. Her neck is turning red and I can see it is starting to creep up all the way to her cheeks. If she is going to have a heart attack right now, I will probably just sit back and watch her drop on the floor without a tinge of a muscle to help. Wretched bitches don’t deserve pity. I can be a cold-hearted bitch if I want to. Sadly, it was Drake who taught me to be one.

She is almost tomato red. I can see she wants to kill me, but Drake chooses that moment to rejoin our party. His eyes swing back and forth, noticing his fiancée’s beet red-colored state. My eyes never leave Shannon. What comes out of her mouth isn’t a surprise. “You’re fired, Lily. You can kiss your job goodbye and go back to wherever shady part of town you came from. No one gets to talk to me so disrespectfully and get away with it.”

I bite my lip as I look at her with amusement, trying to hold back my laughter.

Drake interjects, “What the fuck’s going on here? You can’t fire her—”