Due to his recent heartbreak or probably not thinking straight for too long now, Drake didn't have objections when his father made him marry a total stranger. There was nothing to lose. He already lost it all. He could share his last name with anyon...
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'Can I touch you?I can't believe that you are realHow did I ever find you? You are the dream that saved my lifeYou are the reason I survived, baby I never thought that I could loveSomeone as much as I love youI know it's crazy, but it's trueI never thought that I could needSomeone as much as I need youI love you'
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He was waiting for her to emerge from their room so that he could drive her to Tamia's place. He was wearing a comfortable black shirt, maong jeans, and a baseball cap worn in reverse. He stood beside the high table where they usually have their meal, while he killed time by browsing the net without the intention of really understanding them.
Drake smiled to himself like a weird guy. He finally persuaded her to be in a lip-lock with him. It wasn't an easy scheme. He had to be creative. He took advantage of the situation, he knew that. It was the only way he could sway her to give in to him. It was a door of opportunity for him so, he could be skin-to-skin with his wife. He didn't want it forced. Imogen had to want it back. She should desire him back as much as he was just so crazy about her.
He had to bite his lower lip while smiling again. The wife approved of his performance. She requested for the French kissing act even when they were already out of the walk-in closet.
She began flirting and running away, screaming for her life and laughing. He chased her down and he was obviously more athletic than her. So, he caught her and he ended up dragging her to the sofa. Still laughing, she begged him to stop because she needed to shower. He wasn't stopping. Not when she chose flirting with him just before she exited the walk-in closet. She started it. She had to end it too. So, he finally knew what part of her body she was ticklish and targeted them. She kept on begging him to stop. They ended up smooching, tongue-to-tongue, while his body went harder this time and was pleading for him to do something about it.
