eighty seven

Evelyn’s POV

“What” I tried to scream but my voice came out like a whisper. I couldn't deny the burning sensation between my legs when he said those words.

“I know you want me to,” Drake replied as he traced his hands to my pussy, I instinctively brought my legs together to limit his excess. But every fiber in my body wants it open.

“I am going to be Dante’s Queen, I can't jeopardize it because of this Drake. Please just leave” Those were the words that came out of my mouth, but those weren't the words my body wanted to say.

“Fake queen,” Drake said correcting me. “And either way no one is going to know. I promise you”

“Drake,” I moaned out his name, as I parted my legs giving him excess.

"You're so beautiful," he says, pulling my shower off. Unable to control the feeling anymore I kissed him deeply. He returns the kiss with a passion that makes my knees weak, I break the kiss, grab his hand, and lead him to the bed.

I lay down on the bed and he joins me, “What are you doing to me?”