Defending Donovan by Jillian Quinn

Author:Jillian Quinn [Quinn, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Penn Publishing
Published: 2019-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Taylor

When I wake up, I’m facing Drake. His arm is hooked around my back, molding my body to his. Our faces are inches apart, his warm breath softly brushing my lips. He’s beautiful when he’s sleeping, so damn perfect I feel inadequate compared to him. It still blows my mind that someone this perfect can have so many insecurities, and that he let me into his world.

He opens one eye, his long, dark lashes caressing his skin. “Are you staring at me?”

I slide my thumb along his cheek and smile. “Yep. You got a problem with it, buddy?”

“No.” He laughs, rolling onto his back to reveal his chiseled abs and strong arms that instantly distract me. “Go ahead and look. Maybe take a pic while you’re at it.”

“You do love having your picture taken, don’t you?” I stick my tongue out at him. “When it comes to your body, you’re never shy.”

“Go ahead,” he urges, a smirk turning up the right corner of his mouth. “This way you have something to look at when you play with your pussy at night.”

“Drake,” I shout and smack him on the arm. “You’re so dirty.”

“Don’t tell me you don’t touch yourself.”

“I do, but—”

“But what? You either do or you don’t.” He grabs his cock that’s hard. Of course, it is. I have to get used to waking up next to a man. Following my line of sight, he pulls his cock through the slit in his boxers. “Here, take a pic. You’re my girlfriend now. You should have something to look at while you get off.”

I snort at his comment. “Like all the other girls? You know, now that we’re together, I wish I could go around campus and delete those pics from all of their cell phones. I don’t want anyone to see you but me.”

“You’re so possessive.” He strokes his cock, his eyes fixed on me, a wicked expression crossing his face. “C’mere.”

I suck on my thumb for a second, leaving just enough spit, and then lean over to roll it over the head of his cock. Drake groans as I make slow, circular motions. He’s circumcised, his skin so tight and soft I could touch him all day.

Staring into his eyes, I continue massaging him while he pumps his shaft. “What do you want, Drake?”

“Give me your mouth,” he hisses. Taking my hesitation as a no, he adds, “Please, Taylor. Just lick my cock. I want to feel your mouth.”

“I can’t fit all of you in my mouth.”

He shoots me a look that says, No, shit Sherlock. “I know, baby. Just the tip.”

I move my hand above his to fist his cock, helping him work his shaft, and then I get on my knees to lick the tip. He groans so loud it sounds animalistic.

Peeking up at him, I glide my tongue along his sensitive skin, tasting a little bit of precum. “Feel good.”

“Fuck, yeah,” he grunts. “A little more, baby.”

Doing as he commands, I stop giving him tentative licks and take a few inches of him in my mouth.

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