Drive Me Wild

Chapter 32 - Duke

Abbie stood at the end of the bed, her hair mussed and all over the place. Obvious signs that she had been sleeping. Red splotches covered her cheeks, a sign of arousal.

"So, the ceiling has fifty decorative cracks?" I start the conversation.

"That doesn't matter anymore. What the fuck did you disappear for?" She seethes.

Now was not the time for Abbie to be angry with me. My day had been dogshit and I needed her to make me feel better.

My forbidden drug.

In two large steps, I make my way over to Abbie, looking her in the eyes briefly before crashing my lips down on to hers. She gives a startled moan before sinking into the kiss.

I roughly grab her by the waist, wrapping her legs around me, her feet struggling to connect with each other.

Her back connects with the wall and I deepen the kiss, grinding my erection up against her. She moans loudly into my mouth, spurring me on. I shove my hand down her panties, finding her soaking wet and wanting for me. An animalistic growl leaves my throat and I rip down her joggers and panties, leaving her open and ready for me.

It doesn't take long for me to tear off my pants and boxers, freeing my painfully hard dick.

In one swift movement, I plunge inside, pounding her with no mercy. Her screams and shouts of pleasure can be heard over the slapping of flesh. It doesn't take long for Abbie to topple over the edge, screaming out my name and strangling my dick. It takes every ounce of restraint not to cum yet. I still had so much more to do with her.

I stop letting Abbie catch her breath, her head slumped against my chest. I chuckle, making her look up at me with a confused expression.

"Oh my little waitress, I'm far from done with you."

The shock takes over the confusion and I take the chance to lay her on the bed. My dick still inside her, desperate for release.

Once again, I start pounding into her, like a feral animal. Abbie contracts again and cum's around my cock, begging me for more. I continue my fast-paced pounding, edging her again.

"You're going to cum one more time for me Abbie," I warn.

"I can't do it!" She cries, raking her nails down my back.

"You can, and you will. Be a good girl."

A high pitched scream leaves her throat, and she clamps around my dick. I let out a growl before toppling over the edge as well. Spilling out inside of her.

We both lay there for a while, trying to catch our breath. Abbie's small body starts shaking underneath mine from the cold and aftershock of three orgasms. Gently, I lift her and head over to the shower, turning it on and washing any evidence of our sex off each other.

I didn't have the energy to bring us up to my room. So I lay us on the safe room bed, carefully bringing the sheet over Abbie. She immediately closed her eyes, exhaustion taking over.

I watched with fascination at her facial expressions when she slept. It was like I was reading a story.

An hour passed before her eyes fluttered open, taking in her surroundings. Her forehead creased in confusion.

"We're in the safe room." I softly let her know.

Her head looks up at me, confusion still present. A small smile tugs at my lips.

"Why? Are we not safe?"

"We're perfectly safe Abbie."

"Oh, okay."