Sinful Delight And The Masters Might

Saturday Morning Special *Mature*

  This is an early update just for y'all! My usual Friday update maybe a little late because I have to go out of town in the morning. I have to go 15 hours away to work for the weekend, so yeah I better update now! Haha!

So this chapter was supposed to be about something completely different, and further along into the story by the end of it.

  Next thing I know I've been writing for 5 hours straight almost 4,000 words, in my opinion, and my hottest adult play scene I've written yet!!!

  So hot I surprised myself! So, without further ado here is chapter 21!

I'm dying to know what Y'all think after you finish! Leave me a comment with your thoughts, opinions, or whatever!

Dedicated to AleCaballeroGermani and littleprincess8589 for leaving the first votes at the same time!! Thanks for all the support you awesome ladies!
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Saturday morning I woke up in Drakes bed. My extremely used body still alive with electricity running under my skin from the night before. Stretching my body waking more, but all of my muscles screaming in protest.

  Bringing my arms out beside me I feel for Drake, but he isn't there. The sheets are cold to the touch telling me he hasn't been there for awhile. I look at the clock on the side table saying it's 10:15 in the morning. Officially making this the longest I've slept in.

  Any other day that might be cause for celebration, but since this was Saturday I had a feeling something was wrong. I got out of bed walking over to a chair in the corner of the room, and grabbing Drakes button-up off the back. Closing half the buttons before I make it to the stairs.

  I make my way down to the first floor. Looking around the open space I don't see a single sign Drakes been down here. The espresso machine was still off, and the only light on was coming from above the sink. Drake leaving it on after we said goodbye to Ms. T and Bull before carrying me to his room.

  I walk back up the steps to the second floor. Stopping at the end of the hallway to listen. My face goes beet red as my eyes land on the closed dungeon door. Replaying the debauchery in full 4K HD. Forcing my mind back to the task at hand I notice a glow coming from under Drakes office door, and make my way toward it.

  I please my ear gently against the door listening for his voice before knocking. I can't make out the words he's saying, but I could tell he was aggravated just by the tone. I gently tapped my knuckles twice against the door before opening it just enough to stick my head inside.

  Drake was sitting behind his desk using one hand to rub circles around his temple, and the other holding his desk phone to his ear. Looking up toward the sound once he noticed it was me and waved me inside.

  Walking in I don't bother closing the door as I make my way to the front of his desk. Coming to a stop directly across from him in the center of the desk. He offers me his free hand pulling me around to his side as he hums an ok to the person on the phone.

  Once I'm finally in front of him, Drake pulls me down to sit in his lap. Blowing out a deep breath and resting his forehead on my shoulder when I'm finally settled against him.

  Neither of us spoke to the other then, both acting so childish for different reasons. Mine was completely out of curiosity still not able to identify the person on the other end of the call. Drake has one of his eyes trained on me and the other looking at the base getting ready to end the charade.