The Drake Restrained Compete Collection: Part 1 - 4 (The Drake Series Book 7) (38 page)

CHAPTER FOUR

When I next woke, I was alone in bed. Kate was in the bathroom for I saw a sliver of light under the door.

I rose and went to the door, opening it to see if she was okay. Kate was sitting with her head in her hands.

"What's the matter?” I started inside, conscious that she was on the toilet but she looked as if she were in distress “Are you feeling OK?"

"Drake, I'm taking a pee…" she said, putting something in her bag. "Can you give me a moment?"

"Sorry." I stepped out of the bathroom doorway. "I was worried you were feeling sick from your burn."

She finally flushed the toilet and came out, frowning.

"Are you OK?"

"My burn hurts," she said, her voice a bit quivery. "I thought I'd put some aloe on it."

I nodded and ran my fingers over the burn on her breasts. "Let me do that."

"I can do it," she said, pushing my hands away.

"I
like
to do it." I took the bottle out of her hands and turned her around, lifting her so that she sat on the vanity, her back to the mirror. I leaned closer between her thighs and pulled down one of the straps to her nightgown. Seeing her delicious breast like that sent blood rushing to my dick. I was determined to take care of her before I fucked her, so I squeezed some aloe out and smoothed it over the burns on her shoulders and breasts.

"This is going to make me hard."

"It's still really
early
…" she said, a hint of protest in her voice.

"Six hours of sleep is my usual." I smiled at her, trying to get her mood lighter but she wasn’t responding to me. "You're so delicious in that black lace. But even more delicious out of it." I hiked up the hem so that her thighs and newly shaved pussy were exposed. Then I poured a bit of aloe gel on her thighs where the burn was worst and spread it over them. "Oh, I am definitely getting hard because of this."

"I need to take a shower first," she said and I got the sense that she wanted to avoid me for some reason.

I put the bottle of aloe down and leaned against her, kissing her throat and neck, hoping to ignite her desire as mine had been seeing her half-naked and touching her skin.

"This is waterproof," I said, sliding my fingers up her inner thigh to her groin. "Oh, you're so nice and
smooth
…"

I pulled away, my erection jutting out, hard as rock. "I'll turn the shower on. You get naked."

I turned away and started the shower, entering it, motioning to Kate to come in with me. There was enough room for four people and I decided I was going to fuck her in the shower.

Once she was inside, I took a bar of soap and lathered up, then washed her, starting with her shoulders and moving down over her breasts. I was going to work her up slowly, my soapy hands sliding over her skin, squeezing her breasts, pulling her nipples until they were hard nubs.

I moved lower over her belly and between her thighs. She gasped softly when I slipped my fingers between her labia, one hand sliding around to her ass.

"There," I said, turning her back, letting the spray rinse off all the soap. I was going to eat her first and so when she was all clean, I shut off the water. "All clean."

I knelt down on the floor, taking her leg, placing it over my shoulder. I glanced up at her, wanting to hold her eye while I licked her to increase the intimacy. "I'm going to eat you, Kate. Put your leg over my other shoulder. Hold on to those bars for support. Remember to tell me if you feel like you're going to come."

She did, her thighs shaking when I spread her lips and began to lick her all over, my tongue circling her clit, then sliding lower to the entrance to her body. I slipped two fingers into her warmth and was rewarded with another small gasp and her body clenching around my fingers. I couldn’t wait to slide my aching cock inside of her.

"Drake, I…" Kate whispered, but I didn't stop. I kept licking, sucking her clit into my mouth, my fingers stroking inside of her. "Drake, I'm going to
come
…"

I glanced up and saw her gritted teeth and knew she was going to come, and was fighting it as best she could. Finally, she moaned out loud. "Oh,
God
…"

Then I felt her orgasm start when her muscles clenched rhythmically, rapidly, her whole body tensing. I pulled my mouth away and stared into her eyes as she gasped above me, her arms shaking.

Then I let her stand upright again, my rock-hard dick pressing against her belly.

"Turn around," I commanded and she complied like a good submissive, spreading her thighs without me having to ask, gripping the safety bars for support. I entered her from behind, sliding deep inside of her, easily because she was nice and wet from her orgasm.  I slid my hand around her body and stroked her clit, determined to make her come again while I fucked her. I angled my cock so that I bumped her g-spot with each slow shallow thrust, while I stimulated her clit with my fingers.

Soon, she was helping me, pressing back against me with each thrust.

"Drake," she said, breathless once more, "I'm going to come again."

I didn't stop, just kept sliding inside of her a few inches, my fingers never stopping their slow, agonizing tease. She was breathing rapidly, and I knew she was close once more.

"
Drake
…"

 "
Come
for me," I said, and started thrusting faster, entering her all the way. "Say my name when you come," I whispered, biting her shoulder. "Say my
name
."

She gasped but didn’t respond.

"
Say my name
," I demanded, so close myself I thought I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

"
Drake
…" She groaned, and shuddered, her whole body quaking.

Feeling her clench around my cock sent me over, the pleasure blinding. I gripped her hips, thrusting through my ejaculation until I had to stop. I leaned against her, my hands spread on the wall, my cock still deep inside her.

"
Fuck
…" I gasped in her ear and then slipped one hand down to stroke her body, from her neck and over her breasts, then to her pussy once more. "That was so good."

She gasped when I touched her clit softly and I smiled. Finally, I slipped out of her and turned her around, bending down to kiss her, pulling her into my arms.

"There," I said and stroked her cheek. "That's two for one, I think."

She smiled and closed her eyes, but I had this sense that she was holding back. "Are you keeping track?"

I leaned down and pressed my face in her neck, hiding my smile while I kissed her skin.

"I'm greedy that way."

I left Kate in her room and went back to mine for a while, to change my clothes and sort through my notes before the conference started.  I felt ecstatic for despite the little problem with Kate’s suit and her hyperthermia, we had a very good night together and the sex, while vanilla, was really good for us both. It wasn’t mind altering life changing sex, but it gave me hope that we were simpatico and that I would eventually be able to read her when we were in scene and know what she needed and how far she wanted to go. Then, we’d reach mind-altering. Life changing. Frankly, I would have been satisfied to have a plain vanilla relationship with her, but was glad that she was at least intrigued by kink and wanted to try it. I had no idea how deep we would get, but I wanted to explore everything with her.

I wanted to go as far and as deep as she wanted and needed.

Whatever that ended up being, I’d be content.

I knew Kate was more than just a sub. I could feel myself sinking into something that felt like infatuation, but bigger. I’d done so many things with Kate that I had written down on my “never do this with a sub” list. We’d gone out for a meal and to my favorite restaurant on top of it. A place with so many memories of my father and my youth. It had great sentimental value for me. I’d gone to the concert with her. We were together in a paradise, and had spent the night together. I’d slept over.

I was including her firmly in my life outside of kink.

I should have been keeping her at arm’s-length, I shouldn’t have pursued her or encouraged Ethan to bring her to the Bahamas, but there was a part of me that was running headlong towards her and the other parts just didn’t care enough to stop me. In fact, I had this sense that they were cheering me on. 

I pushed the whole business out of my mind and tried to concentrate on the day and my responsibilities. I met my fellow presenters in the coffee shop for a quick bite before the conference started, eschewing the conference fare of Danishes and bagels for some eggs and toast. We talked about the conference schedule and what we expected in terms of questions from the audience. We went over the agenda for the session.

I was doing really well and almost forgot about Kate and the whole issue of our relationship. Almost. Then, I glanced out at the water and the white beach, and thought about my walk with Kate the previous evening. She wanted to hear my band play but it was on the list of no-no’s. Subs did not become enmeshed in my life, especially not my music or band.

It had meant the end to my relationship with Allie.

I felt reluctant to invite Kate into that part of my life, seeing it as a bulwark of sorts against full encroachment. Not that my music life was so very private – after all, I performed in front of an audience, however small. It was just one more way someone could get into my head, into my life.

I had the sense that if I denied Kate, she’d be the one to leave me but of all people, Kate should understand how personal music could be. After all, she didn’t want me to be there when she listened to the first part of the Veteran's Day concert. Still, I had the sense that Kate would want me to be part of it if we were a couple. I knew she’d want to be part of my music, too.

I sighed and tried to focus on the conference, and on my presentation.

The conference session went without a hitch. Our slides worked, my presentation was smooth, and there were interesting questions and really little in the way of criticism.

My colleague from Mass General invited me along with his small group of physicians for lunch, and I agreed. It would be good for Kate and I to spend time apart. I sent her a text to let her know that I’d come by later. I’d be glad to miss the afternoon sessions and thought we could spend time together.

I escaped the others when the afternoon session started and went to Kate’s room. I had a key card and so I entered and went inside.

Kate lay on the bed, her back to the room. I took off my shoes and slid onto the bed beside her, pulling her into my arms. I was ready for a nice kiss from her, but she seemed startled and pushed against me.

"Drake, I was
sleeping
."

"Sorry," I said, stroking her hair, thinking I must have scared her. "I missed you all day. I've been thinking of you, planning what I was going to do to that luscious body of yours when I was finally finished with the conference, which is,
now
."

I nibbled her neck, wanting to feel her relax into my arms, but instead, her body stiffened.

"Not now," she said, pushing me away again.

I pulled back and leaned on my elbow, trying to read her face. "What's the matter?"

She sat up on the bed and wrapped her arms around her legs. She yawned. "I didn’t sleep well I guess."

"I know how to wake you up," I said, grinning suggestively. I ran the backs of my fingers over the tops of her breasts and while she shivered in response, she frowned.

"Ow, my burn." She pulled away.

"Sorry." I lay back on the bed, my hands behind my head and watched her for a moment. "What have you been doing?"

"We went for a boat ride and then had lunch. I've been sleeping."

"What would you like to do?"

She shrugged her shoulder again, and I knew something was wrong. "I don't know…"

I sat up and moved closer to her, kissing her shoulder. "Kate, I know something's wrong. I can tell. What is it?"

She yawned again. "I don't know. I'm a bit bored, I guess."

"You're probably not used to leisure time, having nothing to do. Your father said you've been working like a dog for years, working on your degrees and for
Geist
."

"It's just that most of the people here are older than me,” she said, her voice a bit choky as if she were upset. “There's no one here my age. I feel like I'm in an old-folks home or something."

I watched her face, surprised for that didn’t seem at all like something that would concern Kate. Then I remembered what Lara said – Kate was very young. Was I making a huge mistake with her? Was she really too young?

"Would you like to go out to a bar? The locals have some nightlife. Dancing."

She made a face. "Whatever." Then she sighed. "Not really. I don't know if I want to be out among
the locals
."

"Come here," I said, holding my arms out. She needed some affection and lots of it. She needed to be touched. She needed to be reminded that she wanted me.

"Why?"

"I need to hold you."

She shrugged and climbed onto my lap but I could feel the distance in her, as if her mind was somewhere else. I tilted her head up and looked in her eyes, completely alarmed now that she was unhappy. That she’d changed her mind. "Kate, what's wrong?"

"I don't know," she said. "Just bored, like I said."

I kissed her, desperate to elicit something other than disdain from her, for only hours earlier, she was completely mine and now, she wasn’t.

I ran my hands over her body, pulling her tightly into my arms. I pushed her back on the bed and lay on top of her, cradling her head while I kissed her, one of my knees between hers, pushing her legs apart. Maybe she needed to feel my dominance to respond. Maybe she felt I was too vanilla.

Had I misread her so badly that I’d already lost her?

I thought she needed to be handled with kid gloves, introduced to kink slowly so she would open up like a new flower to the sun. Maybe I was wrong about what she needed, but if so, I'd really have to rethink everything with her.