50 Shades of Drake 5 and 6

Chapter Thirty-Six

    Aubrey circled around Destiny until he as standing behind her. He ran the knuckles of one hand down the length of her back, and was delighted to see her shiver. "You've been waiting for this for a long time, haven't you?"

    "Yes, Sir," she responded, her voice shaking.

    He pressed himself against her rear end and whispered in her ear, "How long have you been waiting for me?"

    "My entire life," she replied, and he could feel her body tremble against his.

    His heart nearly exploded in his chest. He was rocked by the amount of love he felt for her. Her words caught him off-guard. Temporarily thrown off, he closed his eyes and kissed her shoulder. "The feeling is mutual," he said softly, trying desperately to keep his emotions in check. He curled an arm around her throat, making sure that the hold he had on her wasn't too tight. "I'm going to give you what you've been waiting for all day, but I have one request."

    Immediately, her hands went up to cover his arm.

    "Hands down," he said gently.

    She lowered her hands to her sides.

    "The request that I have is, for you not to scream or moan out loud."

    "But...I can't do that."

    "You are to listen to my instructions and heed them," he reminded.

    "I'm too noisy," she protested.

    He laughed and turned his head to the side. "If you moan or scream before I give you permission to, I'll stop completely. You'll be ordered to go to bed without touching me or yourself."

    She went quiet.

    "Do you understand what is expected of you?"

    "I understand what you want me to do," was her response.

    He had to swallow a laugh. Allowing his arm to fall away from her neck, he said, "Bend over for me."

    There was no hesitation. Challenging, quick-witted, and sharp-tongued she might be, but his baby girl was a fast learner. It was a quality in her that he appreciated. She bent over and placed her hands on the bed.

    On his part, there was also no hesitation. As soon as her ass was presented to him, he smoothed his palm across it and gripped it. If she moaned or screamed, and he had to stop making love to her, it wouldn't just be a punishment to her; it would also be a punishment to himself. Knowing how good it felt to be inside of her, it wouldn't just be a punishment to him; it would be excruciating to have to stop making love to her before climax. But as her Dominant, he had to take on the responsibility for her training. If she didn't live up to her potential as a submissive, he was partly to blame; it was his job to teach her and to guide her. But baby girl, know that I am praying that you don't fail me, he thought as he caressed her back. "Remember what I told you," he told her, stroking himself with one hand and grabbing a hold of her hip with the other.

    Her hands clutched the bed covers so tightly, her knuckles turned white.

    "Look at me."

    She turned her head and peered at him.

    "Keep looking at me."

    "You want me to look at you, and feel you, and...not scream or moan?"

    He grinned. "Am I asking too much?"

    She shook her head at him. "I don't want to disappoint you, but..."