DrakeHe moved back and nodded to the bed, expecting her to follow his directives completely. She was a strong-willed woman, but when it came to the bedroom, he would be in charge, at least the first few times. He wanted to move from fucking to making love to her, but it wasn't going to happen for a while. He needed to prove himself to her, to bring her to climax over and over. The very thought of hearing her soft moans lift higher and higher sent a bolt of lightning straight to his groin.He turned as she slid her panties off and crawled up on the bed. Her ass was bigger than most women he'd been with, but nothing turned him on more. He was done wasting time trying to win her over. The assumption was that she was his and wanted to be for a long time. She wouldn't have come on the trip otherwise. She trusted him and that meant the world to him.Kneeling in front of the bed, he reached out and slid his hand over her ass, pressing down softly on her lower back. "Arch hard for me, baby.
DrakeDrake woke the next morning wrapped around the beautiful woman in front of him. Memories of the night before had his cock on full alert and ready to replace his thumb. How badly he had wanted to offer the night before, but it seemed too much. He worked to get his arm out from underneath her, before getting out of the bed.Stopping beside the bed, he glanced down at her and moved a long silky strand of her black hair off her shoulder. "I love you."She didn't move, but seemed to be lost to deep sleep, which was a good thing. He wasn't sure she was ready to hear his true feelings seeing that they'd only been dating for a week or so. He'd been after her for six months though. His feeling spawned back at the beginning, not recently.He walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower, washing the scent of her off of him. He lamented at the idea, but knew that she would give him another chance to coat himself in her. Smiling at the thought, he towel dried his hair and walked into the r
SicilySicily sat quietly in the backseat as her concern for Drake threatened to eat her insides. He was a hot mess over having to see his mother, and though he contained it well, she could sense his worry. The night before had been fucking hot and most likely put one of Lisa and Marc's sex sessions to shame, but she'd would never tell anyone that. She wasn't the kiss and tell type, though it would be fun to show her friends that she wasn't a complete prude.The pulled up to the hospital and parked. Drake opened her door and helped her out before putting a vice grip hold on her hand.He was sweating a little and his color was off.She tugged at him and smiled sweetly as he glanced down. "It's going to be okay. I'm right here with you."Drake stopped and leaned over, his fingers wrapping around her jaw as he pulled her up for a long kiss. His actions spoke volumes of his gratefulness for her being there. She forced herself to remain calm and steady, not wanting to let her own emotions
DrakeD helped get Drake to the car and drove them back to the hotel without more than a few words. He promised to call later that night. Sicily slid her arm around Drake's back as they walked into the hotel. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head."Thank you for staying with me today.""Of course.""About the killing stuff..." He pushed the button for the elevator."We can talk about that later, Drake." Sicily shook her head at him and moved into the elevator as it opened."No. I need to get it off my chest now." He turned and pulled her flush against him. Heavy emotion sat on him and she wanted to wipe it all away no matter what it took."Okay, but you've been through a lot.""Yeah, but if I'm going to lose you... I'd rather it be now, so I know where I stand in life after this weekend." He bent down and kissed the side of her face. "I meant what I said to my momma, Sis. I want you forever."Sicily nodded and moved back from him, reaching for his arm as the door opened. "Come
DrakeDrake reached out and squeezed his brother’s shoulders as worry rolled over him. Not only had they lost their mother the day before, but someone took out Vivian Castaletta in a dark alley later that day. Demetri was pacing a whole in front of the fire place at his apartment."Hey. We'll figure out who did it, D." Drake moved his hands as D tugged away from him."No. I'll figure it out. This is my fucking problem. You can't get involved or all hell's going to break lose." He shrugged and slumped down into a chair as Drake's heart ached.D was right. Getting involved in figuring out who killed Izzy's mother in cold blood wasn't something he could do. It would mean turning his back on his new life, including Sicily, which wasn’t happening. He was too selfish of a bastard to let it."Did you tell the girl where you were going?" D snapped around, his eyes filled with hard emotion."No, D. I did as you told me to. I'm sure she's pissed, but I'll deal with that later." Drake let out a
SicilySicily pressed a cold rag to her face as she leaned over and studied herself in the mirror. Maybe Drake had left her in Chicago because he'd realized after losing his mother that his life was there. D needed him, which was obvious. Maybe having her and the gym wasn't enough?"Let it go. He said he would be back today. Stop unwinding every good thing that's happened between you. The man cares for you and was talking about houses and babies to his dying mom." Sicily moved back and turned in the mirror, comparing herself to Izzy and coming up lacking – severely."I'm off to show a house. You sure you're okay?" Lisa poked her head into the bedroom and lifted her eyebrow at Sicily. "Get that cardigan off. You look great. Stop hiding behind your clothing.""Do you think people can change? Like really stave off their pasts and become entirely new people?" Sicily turned and pressed her butt against the counter."God, I hope so. Otherwise Marc and I are in a world of trouble." Lisa smil
SicilyHer workout went quickly and Violet stopped by and chatted for a while. The other girl seemed amazed that Sicily had snagged Drake so fast."We met six months ago, so I'm not sure fast is the right word." Sicily stepped off the treadmill and took the rag Violet extended to her."Well, he's like a brother to all of us now, but we all tried for more with him when we first met him. He's just the full package deal, which is hard as hell to find in a small town like this.""I can imagine. I wasn't looking, to be honest. I figured I would focus on my business and eventually the right man would show up. He just arrived early." Sicily smiled and glanced behind her. "I think one of the things I'm going to have to work on is not being jealous that he's around all these fit women all the time.""You're fit, Sicily." Violet leaned against the nearest machine to her. "You're beautiful and so what if you have more curves than you want. Men like curves. It’s something to remind them that you’
Six Weeks LaterSicily"Do we really need two cups of sugar in this pie? Can't we work on making our recipes a little healthier?" Drake glanced over at Sicily as they worked to wrap up their holiday baking. He had agreed to work the bakery with her from five in the morning to two in the afternoon, and then they would work at the gym together until the evening shift.It was a lot of time around each other, but he couldn't seem to get enough of her. He'd asked her to move in with him, but she wasn't ready for that just yet. After Christmas... that's what she had promised. It was almost Thanksgiving and he was counting down the days."Yes, baby. Stop trying to jack with my recipes. Do you want me to go remove some of the bolts on your exercise machines?" She passed by him and swatted his ass – hard.He groaned and turned to go after her as she yelped and ran for the back of the store. "If you remove a bolt, you could kill someone.""If you don't add the sugar to a pecan pie, you can..."