Chapter Thirteen
I'm a marquise diamond.
Could even make that Tiffany jealous, hm.
I sang along to the radio. I loved how the song fit my feelings so well. I correctly adjusted the collar on my trenchcoat.
I looked at myself in my inside rear view mirror. I didn't put on any makeup today. I wanted him to have all of me. The real me.
I tucked my hair behind my ears, and continued to drive on the highway.
Wanna show you how proud I am to be yours.
Leave this dress a mess on the floor.
And still look good for you.
I arrived at his house, and rang his doorbell. He answered only moments later, and the house was darker than usual. It smelled of something sweet and warm.
"Would you like to remove your coat?"
I nodded, unbuttoning it.
The lower I unbuttoned, the wider his eyes got.
Once I slipped off my jacket, his eyes came back to normal, but he grinned at me.
I handed my jacket to him and he said nothing but licked his lips. He put my coat on his coat rack, and held my hand.
No words said, he continued to eye me from head to toe. I looked down at my little red ensemble. I know he liked it.
Still, no words were exchanged from us, but he tugged on my hand leading me upstairs. It was so quiet, you could hear my heels clicking against the floor.
We got into his bedroom, and I didn't exactly know what to do this time. We weren't here to get high, or hang out. I came here because I feel ready.
He sat down, "Walk to me."
"Walk to you?"
"Yea. I want to watch you walk to me."
I smiled and did as I was told, nice and slow. Just like how I do when I'm at the club. Just like how the guys like it.
He didn't pull me on his lap like I expected him to. He ran his hands up and down my legs slowly while looking at me.
"I don't want you to take this off, you look so good in it. But I also can't take not being able to see all of you, yet."
My hands gently caressed his jaw, "How do you want me?"
"In every way possible," his hands raised to my ass. His huge hands massaged it so softly, "No panties?" He smirked.
"Was I supposed to?"
"No. I'm just shocked you knew how I liked it."
I couldn't fight my smile, and my cheeks couldn't help but to turn red.
"I didn't... I just assumed."
"What a lovely assumption," he looked into my eyes, making my soul melt. His voice was softer than usual, and I loved it.
I didn't say anything, as he lifted his shirt up and over his head. He was glistening, and he looked perfect.
I smiled to myself. How could I have such a perfect guy. How?
He took one of my legs, lifting it onto the bed. He held onto my hip with one of his hands, as his fingertips felt along the lips of my delicate flower.
That was enough to make me want to explode.
"What made you so ready for me?" He looked up at me, his thick lashes hanging over his beautiful brown eyes.
"I don't know," I tried to keep my breathing steady.
He pushed a finger inside me, making my bite my bottom lip. My gaze still didn't leave his.
"Do you know now?" He looked me in my eyes as he slowly dug into me with his finger.
I didn't know what to say but I continued to stare at him, keeping control over myself. But I don't think he liked that.
"What were you doing before you got here?" He roughly began to move his fingers in a 'come here' motion, digging against my g-spot.
My knees buckled before gaining strength again.
"Did you hear me?" He didn't let up.
And I couldn't hold it in. I moaned softly, "Yes, I heard you."
"So answer me."
His fingers felt as if they were doing magic. And I loved it, "I-I was playing with myself."
"Why?" He stared at me while he added another finger.
My soft moans turned to loud ones, "Because I thought of you."
He took his fingers out immediately and smirked.
He laid down, and patted the spot next to him. I still tingled down there as if I could still feel his fingers. I walked and laid next to him.
He hovered over me and kissed me, and this time it was slow and romantic. His tongue softly played with mine, as I ran my hands up and down his perfect chest.
He pulled away and kissed my neck sloppily, "You know we're gonna be doing less of this?"
I frowned, "Why?"
He left another kiss, "Cause what I'm about to give you is addictive. You'll never want a finger again. You're gonna want the better things."
"And how do you know that?"
"I just do," He pecked my lips.
I looked, as he went lower and lower, and soon his head was between my legs.
He feasted.
I screamed. Yelled. Moaned. Cussed. Everything.
His tongue did wonders, and he knew exactly how to keep me on the edge.
I felt it already. The feeling was arriving.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck... don't stop." I whispered loud enough for him to hear.
He kissed my rosebud one last time before sitting up.
My legs were still shaking and he was no longer on me.
I saw him reach for his pants when I stopped him, "Wait.. can I do it?"
He wrinkled his eyebrows, "You want to?"
I could see him nice and erect through his jeans. I nodded, biting my lip, "Yes, papi."
He smirked and dropped his hands to his sides, "When you say shit like that you can have all you want."
I giggled before laying down by his lap, and unbuttoning his pants.
He assisted me by lifting himself up and pulling his points down for me.
My mouth dropped.
He was wearing grey boxer briefs, and I didn't know what to do with it. Should I touch it?
"Need guidance?"
I nodded, "Please."
He pulled his boxers down too, taking it off his ankles.
His member stood at full attention.
"Do I touch it?" I felt so embarrassed asking him.
He smiled, "Whatever makes you feel comfortable."
I hesitated before grabbing my right hand around it. I slowly moved my hand in a stroking motion before adding my second hand.
I was appalled that I could fit two hands on him. I was even more appalled that two hands still didn't cover him completely.
I've watched porn a couple of times, so I thought of things I saw there.
I looked up at him, "I'm so sorry if I'm boring you," I continued to stroke him. I was probably exploring more than actually trying to please him. But I want to know every detail of his little friend.
"Take your time. You look so sexy regardless," he reached over to slap my ass, before rubbing it in a circular motion.
"Should I... put it in my mouth?"
"Is that something you want to try?"
I blushed, "Sort of."
"Try it then. I'll guide you."
I smiled, rubbing my index finger over this head of his length. I grazed it with my lips before wrapping my lips around it.
His hand was gently holding onto the back of my head. I gently sucked on his tip, while slowly stroking him.
"Try going a little deeper," he tucked my hair behind my ear.
I pushed my mouth deeper onto him, and did as I saw in videos. Simply bobbing my head up and down.
"No hands, baby," He whispered.
I dropped my hands to the bed.
"Try spitting on it," his hand was on my chin.
"How?" I released him from my mouth.
"Well you have to go a little deeper."
"That's hard without feeling like I'm going to throw up."
"We'll build up your tolerance for that in the future.. for now did you experience enough?"
I frowned, "Well I want to make sure you feel good."
He pulled me up to his face and pecked my lips, "One day we'll practice it, okay? For now, I don't want to waste any time," he pecked my lips again, "Today still isn't about me, it's gonna be about you for a while, baby. You don't mind that, do you?" His fingers rubbed on my leaking flower.
"A little. I want to learn how to please you, too."
"You want to please me?"
I nodded.
"As beautiful as you look, I want to see you take all that shit off. I want to see you bare."
I nodded and took everything off. My lingerie and heels were in a pile in a corner of the room.
He laid me down, hovering over me. He kissed my forehead, then my cheek, and then my neck, before lightly sucking on it.
He lifted my legs up one at a time, still kissing on my neck.
Moans escaped my lips constantly.
He pressed himself into me, and chills ran up my body. He wasn't inside me yet, but I was so close to finally losing my virginity.. and to the most beautiful man I know.
"Are you ready?" He whispered in my ear.
"Yes." I whispered back.
My heart was racing but I truly was ready.
His hand reached down and I felt something thick and hard rub against my sensitive rosebud.
I moaned softly as he rubbed his tip along the lips of my flower. Then I felt a force.
I held my breath holding onto him tightly.
He pushed inside of me and I winced, closing my eyes.
It felt like a huge, murderous period cramp.
"Ow," I said softly, trying my hardest not to sound too scared. I didn't want to scare him off.
I was relieved of the pain when he looked up at me. He pulled himself out.
"Why'd you stop?"
"I don't want to hurt you."
"It's normal for it to hurt, okay?" I pecked his lips, "I'm fine."
"You want me to continue to go slow? Or quick, to get this part over with?"
I took a deep breath, "Quick."
He nodded, and positioned himself again.
This time he pushed himself all the way in. And fast.
I cringed, digging my fingers into his back. I felt like my uterus was... was breaking.
He slowed his strokes once he was all the way in.
I winced every time I could feel him all the way inside.
"Am I bleeding?" I whispered.
He looked down and then pulled out. He got up and went into the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion. He came back out with tissue.
"I already cleaned it off of me," he sat down, and proceeded to wipe it for me.
I watched him, as he carefully cleaned me up. I was shocked he didn't make me clean it myself.
"I forgot this happens when a girl has sex for the first time," he wiped one more time before going back into the bathroom.
He came back with a towel, "Stand up."
I got up and he laid the towel where I was laying.
"Lay back down now."
I did so, and he came back over me and positioned himself between my legs again, "You may continue to bleed. I just want to make sure we don't have to stop again and this towel will clean up everything."
I nodded, listening to him. I looked at his golden, thick arms picking me up slightly just to position me correctly. I bit my lip. The shine from the moon through the blinds was glistening onto his skin.
"Ready?"
I smiled at how cautious he was being.
I nodded and held onto him tightly. He pushed himself in and I bit down on his shoulder, containing the pain till he got inside completely.
He nibbled on my ear, and his voice was groggy, "I liked that." He placed small kisses on my jaw.
I blushed. I actually did something to make him feel good without noticing.
"Drake?" I whispered.
"Yes?" He whispered back.
"Fuck me."
"That's what you want?" He stroked me slowly.
I moaned, "Uh huh," I nodded.
I still felt a pinch of pain whenever he'd go in and hit the end of my canal.
Now I knew why girls were so into sex in high school. Now I knew why grown women wanted it so much. Now I knew why Honey couldn't let this man go. This feels amazing.
"I don't ever wanna hear some other nigga got you like this, do you hear me?" His strokes were now super slow, like he he was teasing me.
"Yes." I whispered.
He bit onto my ear a little harder than usual. But I liked it.
"Yes, who?"
"Yes, papi," I moaned out.
"Shit," he whispered to himself as he speeded himself up, only slightly.
"What's wrong?" I bit my lip, refraining from moaning.
"Nothing, at all. You're so tight, and wet," he continued to stroke me, "You don't know how good you feel," he placed a gentle kiss on my lips, holding onto my thigh.
I kissed back, wrestling with his tongue before slightly sucking on it. I let go to let out another moan, "It hurts but.. I like it. Is that okay?"
He chuckled, "Nothing's wrong with you liking a little bit of pain, Selena. Just let me know what kind you want."
"Well... then can you go a little faster?" I bit my lip.
He increased his speed slightly, and slammed into me harder this time.
"Fuck." I threw my head back. It hurts so bad but I loved it.
I can feel him watching my facial expressions as he was stroking me but I kept my eyes closed. That's how good it felt.
I felt his lips wrap around my left nipple, and I was in bliss. He easily became my favorite person. Our little bond easily became my favorite thing.
"Oh, my god, Drake.."
"Hm?" He didn't stop sucking.
"P-please.."
"What's wrong?" He looked up at me, knowing what he was doing to me.
I sighed in relief that he let go of my nipples. Not because I didn't like it, but because it actually felt too good. I didn't want to orgasm, yet. I wanted to enjoy this moment with him.
"Look at me. Tell me what's wrong."
I looked down at him and his lust filled eyes were already stuck on mine.
My body bounced in sync with his, "You're too good at this. How?" I stared into him as I could hear the faint clapping sounds of our bodies.
"I'm not doing much yet. You still got a long way to go baby," I felt his finger reaching for my rosebud.
He rubbed it as he fucked me and I couldn't take it.
"Papi, you're going to make me..."
"Make you what?" He stroked me harder.
"Oh, Drake.." I moaned his name, feeling him pound inside me.
"Say that shit again." He continued at his pace.
I repeated myself, but louder.
"You're so sexy," he growled into my neck.
I closed my eyes, loving the moans and groans he's making.
I felt that feeling build up again, as he kept his fingers massaging my rosebud.
"I'm gonna cum soon," I whispered to him.
"That's my girl," he whispered back, planting kisses wherever his lips could land.
I kept my eyes closed till that moment arrived, and it was about to be seconds away.
"Oh.. it's coming, papi," I moaned out.
"Good," he continued.
I grunted hard as the feeling came over me, and he kept stroking. I then began to yell in pleasure, "Oh my god, yes!"
"Fuck," he grunted under his breath before getting slowing down his stroke completely. Although, his groans were still present.
Was he having an orgasm? Inside of me?
My screams calmed down, as he was still inside of me.
He pulled out and laid next to me, bringing my body close to his. He grabbed the blanket and covered us.
He wrapped his arms around me, and kissed my forehead.
"You weren't supposed to do that inside me, were you?" I looked at the ceiling.
He rubbed my back, "I'll take care of that. Don't worry, okay?"
"But what if I get-"
"Will you trust me that you won't? I'll take care of it."
I sighed, "Okay."
It was silence for about fifteen minutes until I heard his light snoring. His snoring helped me fall asleep easier, and soon, I was out.
I woke up to Drake coming into the room. He was fully clothed with a bag in his hand as if he just came from outside.
It was a bag from a pharmacy. He came over to me and kissed my forehead.
I smiled at him. He didn't say anything but he went downstairs and came back with a cup of water.
He took this flat rectangular box out of the bag.
"What is that?"
"I told you I'd take care of it," he sat next to me on the edge of the bed, placing the water on the night table. He handed me to the box.
Plan B.
"This is..?"
"To stop you from getting pregnant. It works best the sooner you take it, so I suggest you do that now."
I nodded and sat up, opening it to see just one pill.
"This box is this big for one pill?"
"Yup."
I shrugged my shoulders and took the pill out. I placed it in my mouth before grabbing the water and swallowing it down.
"How much did that cost you? I can pay you back."
"Fifty dollars. Don't worry about it, though."
I wrinkled my eyebrows, "Fifty? For a pill?"
"Yea," he said, "But we're gonna have to put you on birth control."
"The pills?"
"Whichever one you want to take. We're going to the doctor today."
I frowned, "But why?"
"Cause I want to make sure we can have our fun without worrying about you getting pregnant."
I frowned, "So after today, you can do what you did last night without a worry?"
"Well not after today. Usually, birth control takes 7 days before it's fully active. Until then, we'll need condoms."
"About that...," I looked up at him.
"What? Condoms?"
"Yea. We can't have sex without a condom if you ever decide to fuck Honey again."
"Are you afraid that I'll give you something?"
"Yes.. like, how do you know we don't have anything now afraid we speak? Cause I'm more than positive you didn't use condoms with Honey. And you didn't use one with me."
"We can get tested together when we go to the doctor for your birth control today. Will that make you feel better?"
I nodded, "Yes, please."
"So we have to use condoms from now on?"
"We don't need to, only under one condition."
"What is it?"
"If you ever decide you want to do something with somebody else, use protection with them. You have to promise me that."
"I promise."
"Do you mean it?" I played with my fingers.
It's like I was playing Russian roulette with my body.
"I mean it," he grabbed one of my hands to kiss it.
I giggled, "You're so... cliché."
"But don't you want a gentleman?" He smirked.
"Oh, please. Where are you are gentleman? Show me."
He raised his eyebrows, "Are you telling me I'm not a gentleman?"
I smirked, "Perhaps."
"That's ridiculous. I am one."
He still had the smirk on his face. And his smile made me smile.
"Says who? Admit it, Drake. You're an asshole."
He looked down and chuckled, "Okay, maybe I'm a little bit of an asshole. But I have to be."
"And why's that?" I folded my arms.
He smiled at me, "Because people don't respect the nice guy. They run over the nice guy. I don't have time to be that guy."
"But what if the asshole starts hurting the nice people?"
"And what nice people have I hurt?"
"Well, Honey isn't exactly nice. But she's nice to you."
"I'll tell you a story about Honey one day."
"What is it about?"
"Don't worry about it. Start getting dressed."
I got up, my body still naked from last night. I frowned, "My change of clothes is in my car. On the passenger's seat. Could you get it for me?"
He nodded, grabbing my car keys by the Cuba flag keychain I have.
He was gone and I went into the shower.
"I feel like I been locked up tight for a century of lonely nights,
Waiting for someone to release me,
You're licking your lips and blowing kisses my way,
But that don't mean I'm gonna give it away,
Baby, baby, baby."
I sang, as the water hit my face and ran through my hair.
"If you wanna be with me,
Baby there's a price to pay,
I'm a genie in a bottle,
You gotta love me the right way."
I felt the shower door open, and I turned to see Drake laughing at me.
I looked at his perfectly naked body. I was excited. But I made sure he didn't notice.
"You were listening to me?" I pouted.
He closed the shower door, and I saw how cute his little butt was.
"You sounded good. I just didn't think you were the type to sing in the shower. What was that, Christina Aguilera, 2001?"
I giggled and shrugged, "2000, maybe."
He was glistening with water and I couldn't help but stare.
"What are you doing in here?"
"Why waste water when we can shower at the same time?" He grabbed me, turning me around, pressing my body into his.
He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I could feel his member growing hard against my ass.
I smiled, "As if you're worried about saving water. Did you get my clothes."
"Yes, it's on my bed," he kissed my neck.
"Nuh, huh. Didn't you say no sex without birth control?"
"No, I said we can use condoms in the meantime."
"Do you have a condom?"
"Sadly, no."
"Exactly. So no. Soap your body up. And get out."
"Please? I'll pull out this time," he reached his hand down and started to rub in between my legs.
I bit my lip, "What if you do it too late?"
"You'll have my baby, then."
I slapped his arm, "Stop it!" I wined.
He chuckled, "I'm kidding, okay? I won't."
"Okay." I turned around to him, pecking his lips.
-
I walked to the car, with between my legs feeling all types of sore.
Drake opener the door for me, and I stepped inside the car.
As he drove off, he looked at me and smirked, "How are you feeling?"
"I feel fine because I'm sitting."
"You know you can always tell me to slow down if you're hurting too much."
"But I don't want you to slow down. I'm fine, okay?"
He sighed, "See you can't tell me I don't try to be considerate."
I smiled, "Hush, and drive before you crash."
"I can multitask, you know."
I looked at him, smiled, and rolled my eyes, turning on the radio.