Guilty Pleasure

Too Good

She was late and it was getting close to 2 am. Drake's patience was wearing thin, he was bored and unsatisfied.

Your hotel room, 10 mins. R

He got this message over an hour ago. If she was with her excuse of a boyfriend again... Fuck them, he sighed. He shouldn't care, she only wanted to fuck.

He did too.

But she wasn't showing up.

He thought about calling one of his girls when he heard a slow knock on his door.

Robyn. He really considered not answering it. Serve her right after that manoeuvre.

But then, he'd still be unsatisfied, bored, and she'd probably be royally pissed off for the next few days or even weeks. She hated being denied, he learned that very quickly. While he did like to see her squirm, he also just wanted to undress her and take her to bed.

"Auuubrey, I know you're in there" she called playfully. Intoxicated.

His jaw clenched as he made his way leisurely to the door, opening it to find her leaning against the door jamb, a hand on the curve of her hip. He eyed her tiny red dress, barely covering her ass, her hair black and short, reminding him of their first night together, a few years ago. His heart gave a slow, strong thump.

"Hi baby" she smiled prettily, a gleam in her light eyes.

"You're late Rihanna" Drake replied curtly, unmoved.

Robyn grasped the front of his white t-shirt, pulling him towards her "And you're all hot and angry. Someone didn't get their afternoon dose of pussy" she teased him as he rolled his dark eyes. She started to press kisses against his neck, pulling his t-shirt out of his grey sweatpants.

Drake tried to stay angry, he really did. But she smelled so damn good, like champagne and weed, and she was rubbing up against him like a bitch in heat. His dick was telling him what to do. He pressed his nose into her hair, unzipping the back of her dress while she made quick work to get him out of his t-shirt, running her hands over his chest.

The door closed shut behind them.

When the backs of his knees hit the edge of the bed her hand was already inside his pants, stroking him to hardness. She was standing before him only in her black high heels. She wasn't even wearing any underwear. Well, shit.

"I missed you tonight" she murmured against his mouth between kisses, breathless, his clothes now gone. He hoped she wasn't lying because her words sparked something inside of him as her hands clutched him, touched him desperately. He kissed her harder, forgetting that he had to wait so long, because he knew waiting for Rihanna was always worth his while in the end.

"I missed you too baby" he replied when his mouth were finally free for a moment.

Next his lips were making a hot trail over her pert breasts as she pushed him back on the bed none too gently, climbing on top of him. But Aubrey didn't want to give her the lead tonight, he was impatient and the soft, eager sounds she was making were almost too much for his selfcontrol. He flipped her onto her back again and looked down at her flushed cheeks, her shiny perfect, scarlet lips. His insides churned as he gazed at her. He'd never wanted anyone so fucking bad as he wanted this woman.

"What?" Robyn giggled under his intense stare.

Drake shook his head as he sat back on his heels, running his fingers over her soft, wet for him folds, thinking, wishing she was all his "You ready for this dick?" he finally asked stroking his length.

"You have no idea baby" Robyn smirked up at him, lifting her knees closer to her chest as he guided himself into her. They both moaned at the familiar pleasure, savouring the moment he filled her completely.

"Ahh shit baby" she pulled him down for a another sloppy kiss.

"Fuccck" he muttered as his hips were starting to pick up their pace. Delicious, glorious, sensations shot through his entire body. She felt too good inside, too good around him.

Soon pure male instinct took off.  His arms hooked under her knees. He pushed her legs up and out and started pumping into her body as hard and fast as he could.

"Fuck Robyn that tight, sweet, little pussy is throbbing around me" he grunted.

"God. Aubrey. Harder"Robyn begged him as she grabbed at his wrists, with her legs spread as wide as he could get them "Your dick is good baby. Oh... I'm so close"

"Already Rih?" he panted moving deeper inside her, loving how she was stretching around him.

"I told you I missed your thick dick, fuuuck"

Harder and faster is what he gave her. Her body jolted and the mattress shook with the force of his thrusts. 

"Fuck! Yess yess" Robyn cried out and before she was ready, an orgasm rushed her system. She scratched at his wrists as her back arched beautifully. She clamped down on his dick, making Drake whimper a second before he heard himself moaning out to her.

Sweat coated his skin, chills raced his body and the orgasm owned him. He buried himself inside her body, jetting out in a hot burst of seed. His mouth was completely open while his eyes were shut, his stomach contracted. His body was froze in the pleasure. His chest heaved with his pants.

As the feeling finally started to die down, Aubrey let go of her legs. In jerky, slow movements, her legs slipped down to the bed. He brought his arms up to her sides and allowed himself to lower down onto her body. He turned his head, letting it come to rest against her chest. Her arms circled around his shoulders while she raised her head up to kiss against the top of his head. She closed her eyes and smiled when she laid back down.

"You good?" he asked after a few minutes.

"Perfect" she purred as she squeezed him.

"So. Another round?"