POV Lisa.
I'm slowly emerging from my sleep, the only thing on my mind at the moment is how good I am right now. I feel Drake's warmth on my back, his arms holding me close. I close my eyes and savor this privileged moment that has become so rare these days. Just a few more seconds and then I'm gone, I thought. But that's without counting on Drake's presence behind me. It's as if this man is reading my mind, so much so that it's starting to scare me. His hand slips between my intimate lips, which he spreads, and starts caressing my clitoris, already sensitive from our lovemaking the night before. I close my eyes and bite my lip to keep from moaning with pleasure. But Drake knows my body even better than I do. His fingers dig into my sex and he begins a gentle back-and-forth, torturing me until I buckle. My thighs spread a little more at their own will and Drake's fingers insert themselves a little more into me.
"Drake..." I murmured.
"I forbid you to cum without my permission, your
