Drake Sisters 07 - Hidden Currents

absolute satisfaction. Pure contentment.
    He wanted to wake up every morning for the rest of his life, just like this, with El e over the top of him, her soft breasts on his thighs and her mouth against his cock. He felt alive. He felt renewed. He felt he had a home for the first time in his life.
    He ran his fingers through the thick mass of red silk pouring down El e’s back and spreading across his thighs. Her hair looked like a sensuous waterfal of shimmering red draped over his hips and legs making him wish he could move. He was starving, but he wasn’t altogether certain he had any strength left to even get up and cook let alone make love to her again.
    El e stirred, her hair sliding over his bare skin as she moved slightly. Her warm breath teased his cock. Her tongue darted out and licked him. His body jerked.
    â€œYou’re a little demon,†he accused. “You’re going to kil me.â€
    She nuzzled his groin, inhaling, drawing in his masculine scent, unique to Jackson, fil ing her mind with him, and what she’d like to do to him. He matched her quick inhale with one of his own, reading the erotic images in her mind, knowing she was deliberately teasing him. Her breasts pressed against his upper thighs as she shifted, tantalizing him with the soft feel of them. Her nipples brushed against him, hard, tempting peaks. Al woman. His woman.
    â€œI love you, El e,†he said, meaning it with every bit of his soul. He wrapped her long hair around his fist, shifting as she nuzzled again, this time her mouth moving sensuously against him. He closed his eyes. “A man could get used to waking up to you.â€
    El e moved her head so she could easily reach her prize. Her tongue teased again in a long, lazy curl. “I could lie here al day like this.†It felt decadent. For the first time in months, maybe even years, she felt completely relaxed.
    His hands massaged the nape of her neck. “You do whatever you want, baby. I’m just going to lie here and enjoy you enjoying yourself, because frankly, I can’t move.â€
    She blew out another warm breath, bathing him in heat. “So I have you utterly at my mercy?â€
    â€œThat would be affirmative.â€
    â€œI like you that way.†Her voice purred with satisfaction. “You didn’t tel me you play the piano.†She stroked her tongue in a long, languid caress from the base of his shaft to under the crown. “That was very bad of you.â€
    His body shuddered as her tongue did a dancing little spiral along the most sensitive spot beneath the head, deliberately forcing the air from his lungs.
    He had to wait until he could talk before he managed an answer. “I didn’t want to ruin my image.â€
    â€œThat’s right.†She hadn’t moved her head at al , but somehow she managed to engulf his cock and just hold him in her mouth, swal owing, as if pul ing him down her throat. His body swel ed involuntarily, impossibly, aching with need just that fast, fil ing her mouth and throat. She released him and blew another long breath of warm air over him. “I’d forgotten about your badass image.†She licked down his groin and gently drew his soft sac into her mouth.
    Jackson shuddered with pleasure. There was nothing at al hurried or frenzied about El e’s movements. Her languid, lazy movements were both elegant and feline, arousing him even more. She nibbled and sucked, paying him little attention, as if she was a cat, lapping at cream. Her mouth drew him deep, held him for several long, extraordinary seconds and then she would release him and resume her catlike licking.
    It was slow, exquisite torture. She brought him back to life and then some. Every nerve ending he had became centered in his groin. His breath hitched when she moved down his legs and bit at his thighs, her hair dragging sensuously over his hard, thick shaft, causing every muscle in his body to tighten.
    â€œMmm, baby,†she said, her voice dreamy. “I love the way you feel, hot and hard and so alive.â€
    She drew him into her mouth again, sucking strongly, tongue sliding around him in lazy curls that nearly stopped his heart. He couldn’t speak. He couldn’t even think. The world around him dissolved, went red and hazy. Her mouth was wet and hot, an instrument of unbelievable pleasure. His breath exploded out of his lungs in a heated rush. She drew