Under the Influence

Discover*

Drake's POV

I currently have Shawnie sitting on her desk while I am on my knees in front of her, giving her head. We've been doing this for a month and a half, and I'm loving it; she is too. We still haven't had sex yet, and I'm still not tripping about it. I know she's not fucking anybody, and honestly, neither am I. I had relations with two different girls around the time we had the conversation about our arrangement, but that's about it. I want her.

She hasn't talked to Chris. She said she blocked his number. I don't know how true that is, or if it's true at all. All I know is, I'm around, and I'm around often, and I don't see her communicating with him. He can stay wherever he is because I'm here now, and she's moved on with me. The last thing I need is his ass coming back around and messing up everything that I have accomplished within his last month and a half.

I had her legs over my shoulders and my arms wrapped around her thighs. She was about to cum, and someone knocked on her office door. We both frowned at the unexpected interruption.

"Just a minute." She says in an upbeat voice, masking the fact that she was about to cum. "Ah, keep going, baby." She says through her moans, holding herself up with one hand and the other, holding on to my head. "Mmmm, I'm cumming, Papi!" She whispers to me after another minute.

They knock again.

"I'm coming, hold on!" She laughs, then looks down at me, "Lick it all up." She demands.

I lick her clean and stand up. I open one of the drawers in her desk, pull out the wipes, hand her one, and put them back.

"I'll keep these," I say, stuffing her panties in my pocket. "So you can think about me when you remember you don't have any panties on." I smile, then I help her down off her desk, and I lean on it, watching her. She sits in her chair and smiles at me. I lean down and kiss her on the lips.

They knock again, but we don't break the kiss.

"OH, THIS WHAT WE DOING NOW?"

The voice cuts through the room. We both stop.

I turn around slowly, and Shawnie shifts slightly in front of me, like she already knows what she's about to see before she even looks. Her body tenses. I feel it.

Chris was standing there.

For a second, nobody says anything.

Shawnie looks back at me. I glance at her, then back at him, a slow smirk pulling at the corner of my mouth.

"Really?" I say, calm.

"Chris, what are you doing here?" Shawnie asks, but her voice isn't as steady.

"This is what you're doing while I'm gone?" he shoots back, already heated.

"Call me later?" I murmur to her, low, like he's not even standing there.

I turn and start walking toward him, slow, relaxed, like none of this is a problem for me. As I pass him, I shoulder check him on purpose.

"What the fuck is that look?" he snaps, turning fast. "WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANNA DO, BRO?"

I turn around, still calm, still watching him.

Shawnie steps between us quickly. "Chris, stop it."

"Nah, fuck that!" he snaps. "That's my girl. You've been lurking around for the longest, trying to get her."

"Lurking?" I repeat, tilting my head slightly, like I'm actually thinking about it.

I know exactly what I've been doing, and I'm not done.