Drake Masterbation Novels & Stories

I submerge myself in the hot water and decide to have a little self-love fun. I lay my head back and begin thinking of Drake. I think of how his eyes flash so dark with desire and how his gaze seemed to travel so slowly over every inch of my body. I slip my hand to my large round breast, thinking of how he squeezed, pinched, and massaged them last night before he finally took the erect nipple into his mouth making me moan in pleasure. I begin squeezing and tweaking my hardened nipples as I think of Drake suckling there like I was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. Next one hand slowly glides down to the core and rests just above my opening. I begin to squeeze my clit and feel the

Drake was his proxy when he's out and busy with other companies, Drake stood up and bowed courteously as soon as he walked towards the table. "Good morning Young master!" Drake greeted, still the same cold voice that most employees found charming, girls like it when boys act mysterious, in his case, it's his nature and not just an act, anyway, he was also a trained master in martial artists by the Hill family, according to his father. Marcus nodded and sat on his chair, "How is the company doing? how is Beatrice?" He directly asked, he did not need to hide from Drake anyway, since he knew he has taken liking on her.

“Your proposal of ‘mastery’ or your proposal of ‘prisoner of destiny’?” “Both are intertwined,” he said, leaning back, crossing his arms. He was studying me, trying to read my intentions. Don't give him anything. “Drake focused on control, on containment. He saw your power as a wildfire to be tamed. I see it as a nuclear reactor, capable of immense, controlled destruction. You need to learn how to wield that, not just cage it.”

Drake said to no one in particular. Drake looked at the tattoo of two wings in the shape of a human heart permanently etched on the left side of his chest, just above his heart. "I never heard about this Drake. If a dragon has a human Mate, they never leave a tattoo. Are you sure that your mate is a human? Only creatures of equal power will be able to leave a mark like this. If she left her mark on your heart, that means you liked that girl before the drug took over. If she is a human, then she would have died with the way you lost control over yourself" his friend Mason's words ring in his head.