Push the Envelope (14 page)

I grinned up at him. “Yeah, Drake. Be a good boy and cater to my
every whim since I don’t feel good.”

“And that’s different from any other day how?” he teased.

I rested my head on his chest and shrugged my shoulders at his
mom. What could I say? He really did treat me well.

“All right, kids. I better get back up to the house and get
ready for dinner. Drake, you behave,” she said as she wagged her finger at him.
“Alexa, get some rest and we’ll see you in the morning at breakfast.”

She left and I looked up at Drake. “Your mom is pretty awesome.”

“Of course she is. She’d have to be for me to be her son,
right?” he asked as he flexed his arm, showing off.

“Put those muscles to good use,” I said as I pulled his arms
around me.

He squeezed me once and started the movie back up. Snuggling
with him was so comfortable, and my headaches always wore me out. The first
time I had a migraine, it totally freaked my dad out when I slept for almost
two days straight, only getting up to drink something and go to the bathroom.
Hopefully I’d caught this one early enough that I wouldn’t miss out on
Thanksgiving tomorrow. Even with the long nap earlier, I drifted back off to
sleep pretty quickly.

****

When I woke up, sunlight was streaming through the windows. I
rolled over and realized that Drake had carried me upstairs at some point while
I was sleeping. I must have been totally out of it to not wake up while he’d
moved me. And apparently while he’d undressed me since I was only wearing one
of his shirts and my panties. There was no sign of Drake other than the
indentation on the pillow next to me where he must have slept last night.

I spotted my phone on the bedside table and grabbed it. I was
surprised to see that it was already after eight in the morning. I’d missed our
entire first day here because of that stupid headache. Not exactly the best way
to start our trip, but I felt so much better after all that rest.

I hopped out of bed and saw my suitcase in the corner of the
room. I opened it and found it empty except for a note inside. I unfolded the
note and found Drake’s scrawl on it.

Unpacked your stuff. It’s in the dresser.

Want to give me something to be thankful
for today?

Wear the white!

The last sentence was underlined twice for emphasis. Oh, God!
He’d unpacked my bag and found all the lingerie Aubrey had talked me into
bringing. Talk about embarrassing. And now my surprise for tonight was ruined.
I was pretty sure he’d figured out that I had brought all that stuff for his
benefit. Eeek!

I pulled open one of the dresser drawers and found my white
panty and bra set at the top of the pile with the matching thigh-highs outside
of the package, resting on top. I glanced back at his note and decided to go
for it. I might not be able to surprise him anymore, but at least I could drive
him wild all day long with him knowing what he’d find under my dress tonight.

I brought my clothes into the bathroom with me and took a quick
shower. I was fully recovered from my headache and looking forward to the day
ahead. I felt incredibly sexy as I put on my clothes and couldn’t wait to
torture Drake since he’d know right away that I’d followed his instructions.

I headed downstairs and found Drake fixing coffee in the
kitchen. I snuck up behind him on tiptoes and placed my hands over his eyes.

“Guess who?” I whispered into his ear.

“My hot-as-shit girlfriend?” he answered before he turned and
lifted my hands off his face. Grabbing my hips, he moved me back a little to
rake his gaze down my body. His eyes burned when they rested on my
stocking-clad legs. He reached a finger out and ran it up my thigh, lifting the
bottom of my dress until he reached the top of the stockings. He whistled under
his breath.

“Wouldn’t want you to not be thankful today of all days,” I
teased.

He let the fabric drop back down and looked into my eyes. “I
already was ‘cause you’re with me, but you just gave me something to look
forward to for later, baby. Surprised the shit out of me when I saw what you’d
packed for this trip.”

I blushed and looked down at the floor. “I’m sure it did,” I
muttered.

Drake pulled my chin up and forced me to look at him. “Best
surprise ever. Feel free to shock the hell out of me as often as you want with
shit like that.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered into his ear. “I
was hoping my choice would help convince you that I’m ready. I don’t want to
wait anymore, Drake. I need you.”

“Damn,” he groaned at my words. “I wish we didn’t have to meet
everyone for breakfast so I could show you how much I want you. Tonight. Don’t
think I could hold out any longer.”

“Thank you for making me wait,” I whispered. “I didn’t get it at
first, but I do now. And I’m glad we held out because it will mean more now
that we know each other so well.”

“Still would have meant a lot if we’d fucked before, baby. But I
needed to make sure you were completely ready to be mine before I had you.
There’s no way in hell I’m letting you go after tonight.”

I shivered at his possessive tone. “I’m not going anywhere,
Drake. I’m yours already.”

He smacked my butt before kissing the top of my head. “Damn
straight you are.”

Drake picked me up and put me on the island countertop. He
poured me a cup of coffee, adding creamer and sugar so it was exactly the way I
liked it. I took a sip and my stomach growled loudly.

“You skipped too many meals yesterday. I should have woken you
up and made you eat something last night,” he said as he grabbed a banana and
handed it to me. “Eat this.”

“No, I’m glad you didn’t wake me. I needed the sleep more than
food, Drake.” I unpeeled the banana and wrapped my lips around the tip. Once I
knew I had his full attention on my mouth, I took a big bite and grinned at
him.

“Ouch! You better watch those teeth later.” He shuddered,
pretending to be scared. I chomped on the banana again, exaggerating the action
for emphasis. “C’mom, let’s go find you some real food.”

He pulled me off the counter and handed me my coffee mug. I
quickly finished the banana and threw the peel into the garbage so we could
head up to the house to spend the day with his family.

chapter
13

Thanksgiving with Drake’s family was a riot. Drea was no help at
all in the kitchen, so I hung out with his mom while Drake watched football
with his dad. We cooked a huge feast, and I figured they’d have tons of
leftovers. I hadn’t counted on how much of an appetite Drake and his dad would have.
They devoured the meal and disappeared for even more football on TV. Drea
helped with cleanup, and it was time for Drake and me to head back to the pool
house before I knew it.

“Thanks for dinner, Mom,” he said as he walked into the kitchen.

“You’re welcome, but you better thank your girlfriend too. It
was nice having someone around who was interested in helping me cook,” she
answered.

“Mom,” Drea squealed in protest.

“Drea, I love you more than anything, my darling daughter, but
you know your talents don’t extend to the kitchen,” their mom teased.

“At least I helped clean up the mess. That’s more than Drake can
say he did,” she taunted her brother.

“This is true,” I agreed. “Did you bring me with you just so I
could cook and clean for you?”

Everyone laughed, and Drake pulled me close. “I’ll show you why
you’re here as soon as we’re alone,” he whispered into my ear.

“You guys go on now. We’re almost done in here,” his mom
offered.

Drake grabbed my hand and pulled me to the door. “You don’t have
to tell us twice. See you guys later,” he threw over his shoulder as he
practically dragged me out.

“Hey, slow down,” I protested, stumbling behind him.

“No time for that,” he said as he picked me up. He tossed me
over his shoulder and patted my butt.

“Drake, put me down!” I howled in protest, laughing at his
antics.

“Hell no! I’ve got plans that can’t wait,” he replied as he
rushed to the pool house. He threw the door open and turned to flip the lock.
“Plans that don’t involve anyone interrupting us.”

He rushed up the stairs. His long strides had me bouncing on his
shoulder, laughing. I kicked off my shoes, and he pounced on me. His body
pressed mine into the mattress, and I wrapped my arms around him. Drake sat up
and pulled his shirt off, tossing it onto the floor. He reached down, slid the
bottom of my dress up, and exposed the thigh-high stockings to his gaze.

“So fucking sexy. You drove me crazy today, knowing what was
waiting for me under this dress,” he rasped as his finger moved up toward my
panties and felt how damp they were.

“I drove myself crazy, too,” I admitted.

“I can tell,” he said before he ripped them from my body. Drake
pulled me to a sitting position and lifted my dress over my head. He flicked
open the fastener of my bra and tossed it over his shoulder before cupping my
breasts in his hands.

“Please, Drake,” I gasped as I arched my back toward him,
pressing my breasts farther into his hands.

He bent his head to the first one, plucking at the hardened peak
with his lips. He grazed it with his teeth and licked softly to soothe the
sting, drawing moans from me. When he switched to the other side, I moaned. I
reached down to hold his head to my body, but he pushed my hands away.

“No, Alexa,” he said with a smirk. He moved my hands over my
head and pinned them by the wrists. “I’m in charge. Keep your hands up here for
now.”

I squirmed against him, desperately wanting to get closer and
nodded my head.

“Such a good girl. You deserve a reward.”

He gripped my hands and pulled me off the bed until I was on my
knees on the floor. I unzipped his pants and sucked his cock into my mouth as
he thrust inside. He stroked my face with one hand as he used the other to
guide my head. I was happy to give him control, not thinking while I just enjoyed
the pleasure I was feeling as he had his way with me.

“Enough, baby,” he rasped out as he urged me to stand again
before he pushed me down onto the bed. “Don’t move,” he ordered. I could hear
the rustle of his pants as he kicked them off, now standing gloriously naked
before me. He pushed my legs open.

“I need to hear you come before I fuck you for the first time,”
he growled. His raspy tone drove me even wilder. His hands gripped my thighs,
right where the top of the stockings reached. His lips wrapped around my clit,
and I exploded without warning. The climax surprised me, and Drake prolonged it
with flicks of his tongue and light sucks.

I could barely catch my breath. “Take me now,” I rasped out.

He pressed the head of his erection against my wetness. He felt
so big against me, and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside.

“Are you on the pill?” he asked as he eased the tip inside.

“Yes,” I whispered, wiggling my hips.

“I’ve never fucked without a condom before, baby. Haven’t been
with anyone else in months, and my physical showed that I was clean. I wanna go
bareback with you.”

I nodded my head at his request and threw my legs around him as
he plunged inside. He held still, deep inside. It felt amazing to have him hard
and hot within me.

“You feel so damn good,” he groaned.

I lifted my hips, trying to move him even deeper. “Drake,” I
moaned.

“Beg me, baby. I promise to make it good for you, but I want to
hear you beg.”

His dominant tone made me drip with need. “Please, Drake. I need
you.”

He bent his head to nibble on my nipple, biting down hard enough
to leave a mark. “Alexa, you can do better than that. How do you need me? What
do you want me to do?”

“Please, fuck me. Drake, I need you to move,” I begged.

“Much better,” he rasped before he pulled out and plunged back
in on a hard stroke. I moved my hands from where he’d put them above my head
and held on as he picked up speed. I raked my nails down his back as he moved
harder inside me. I closed my eyes as waves of pleasure rolled over my body.
Drake stopped moving, staying lodged deep inside my sex.

“Open your eyes, baby. You know I want to see you come for me,”
he commanded. I slowly opened them and found him staring at me with a
passion-filled stare. “That’s right. Show me how good I make you feel.”

“Oh, God. Don’t stop. I’m so close,” I begged, my body quivering
with need. He started to move again, slowly stroking in and out of my body. I
needed him to move harder to push me over the edge. My hips slammed up to meet
his thrusts, and I dug my nails into his ass as I tried to spur him on. He
paused on an upward thrust and grabbed my hips in a controlling grip.

“Hold on, baby. Trust me to get you there.”

I relaxed my grip and he started to move again, harder now as he
hammered into me. I clenched around him, and my legs started to shake as I hung
suspended on the edge. Drake leaned down and nibbled his way up my neck to my
ear.

“Come for me now,” he whispered, licking inside my ear as his
finger found my clit. The combination sent me over, and I convulsed around him.
He gentled his strokes, lengthening my orgasm for what felt like hours. When it
ended, he rolled onto his back with me on top. “Ride me.”

I swiveled my hips, thrilled to watch Drake’s face as I moved
over him. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as he had just given me. I
leaned down and bit gently on his lower lip before kissing him deeply. His
hands gripped my hips as he started to thrust upwards. I could feel him start
to swell inside me.

“Come inside me, Drake,” I whispered.

My words triggered his climax, and Drake cried out as his body
stiffened when his own orgasm washed through him. His cock throbbed deep inside
me, semen jetting in streams into my body. I collapsed on top of him,
completely drained of energy.

When he recovered, he pulled me into his arms and rolled to the
side. “Fuck, baby. That was even better than I thought it would be. You okay?”
he asked.

“Yeah, I’m fantastic,” I said with a smile, curling up against
him. I took a deep breath, inhaling his scent deep into my lungs. I’d never
felt anything this good before in my life. It scared me a little how he made me
feel. I snuggled closer, pulling his arms around my waist.

“This feels good,” he said, kissing the back of my neck. We
drifted off to sleep spooned together.

We spent the rest of the weekend at the pool house, only joining
his family for dinner. We made love several more times and snuggled in front of
the TV, watching holiday movies. The days together were perfect, drawing us
closer together. When time came for us to leave on Sunday, I was sad to go. I
knew that our time together on campus wouldn’t be the same.

****

The weeks after Thanksgiving flew by. We spent as much time as
possible together, and I slept at Drake’s room in the frat house most nights.
His schedule had opened up quite a bit since the Rugby team’s winter season was
over for College 7s. He had a little break before the spring season would start
after the holiday break.

And the sex
—
it
was amazing. We couldn’t seem to get enough of each other. I’d never really
thought of myself as an overly sexual person, but with Drake, everything was
different. He just had to turn his dark gaze my way and it would turn me on. He
enjoyed teasing me throughout the day with little touches whenever we were
together. By the time night rolled around, I was usually so turned on that I
was ready to jump his bones.

I’d even slowly started to leave more items at his place so I
didn’t have to do the walk of shame in the mornings if I forgot to pack a
change of clothes before he picked me up.

Since the weather had gotten bad, Drake didn’t like for me to
drive to the airport by myself when I had a charter booked. He thought the Mini
wasn’t very safe in the snow. So he drove me and studied in Dad’s office until
I was ready to leave.

Things hadn’t gone as expected for the couple I’d taken up based
on the death glares the wife was sending her husband when I let them know they
needed to buckle up for landing. He looked pretty happy with himself, so I can
only guess that he was a little too excited by his foray into the Mile High
Club. Between the tension her frustration caused and the storm front coming our
way, I was very happy that Drake was waiting for me.

I wrapped everything up with the couple and got the plane
situated as quickly I possibly could. By the time I made it into the office to
grab Drake, I was so hungry that my stomach was growling loudly.

“Feed me! I’m hungry!” I cried as I bounded into the room.

He tossed me a Milky Way from his stash on the desk. “Can’t have
my baby go hungry. This should tide you over ‘til we can grab some dinner.”

“Yay! My favorite,” I squealed.

“I know. Why do you think I eat them now?” he asked.

“You are the sweetest, bestest boyfriend in the whole wide world,”
I whispered as I kissed him quickly on the lips before chomping on my candy.

“And don’t you forget it,” he threatened with a mock stern
glare.

We headed for his truck, and a light snow was starting to fall.
It was a gorgeous sight, but it was very cold outside. “Brrr,” I shivered as I
buckled up.

Drake turned up the heat and tossed a blanket from the back over
me. “How did you ever survive Midwestern winters without me?”

“No clue. I really should move to California or Hawaii or
somewhere like that. The snow is beautiful, but I miss the warmth and the sun!”
I teased.

“Maybe we can come up with a compromise when we graduate,” he
answered, stunning me since he was basically saying we’d be together a year and
a half from now.

“Maybe,” I whispered, smiling at him.

We went through a drive-thru for food and settled on Drake’s bed
to eat. I would have laughed if someone had told me that eating French fries
could be sexy, but that was before Drake. Pretty much anything he did was hot.
He finished his food before me, so I fed him some of my fries. He nibbled on my
fingertips with each bite, licking off any salt that remained. I hurried
through my meal, wanting him more than food even though I’d been starving only
minutes before.