Cacophonous Melody Episode 28
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👫 Cacophonous Melody Episode Twenty Eight: 💞
“Drake please, I’m begging you, don’t hold me like this, you’re making me unable to get a grip of myself.
“What we did last night was a terrible mistake, and we ought to know better than to build on it” Samantha complained, but remained immobile, as Drake’s hands began to cascade down her body.
His two hands held her large hips, while his head stayed on her shoulder, making his stubbles tease her delicate skin, enough to make her shiver helplessly.
Drake didn’t know what to say to her, he couldn’t think of what to say because he knew she was right about what she said, but from where he kept his head, he could see her firm and full boobs, so he chose to remain silent.
And what’s more? Her nîpples were already so hard and pointed that he couldn’t stop his hands from checking out just hard they had become.
Who told her top to be so revealing that he could see the pointy nîpplès as they pressed àggressively against the chiffon top, anyways!
“Oh God!” Samantha screàmed when his hands began to fondle her sacred melons, pulling the apex so tenderly, yet undeniably cruèl enough to make her knees buckle.
He had successfully shattered the last will of resistance she had with the power of his electrifying touches, and she had literally become a musical string in his hands, as he continued to strike really high cords with he things he did to her nîpplès.
“Sammy, you’re my weakness. I don’t know, but I can’t get you off my mind. You’re driving me crãzy. I know we shouldn’t, but do you think we can stay away from each other?
“I can read your mind, and I know you’re burning for me too. I see what you’re going through, forcing yourself to stay away from that which you need, because of what you imagine you want” Drake mumbled and turned her around to make her face him.
“But this isn’t right. You’re supposed to be my man’s friend” she said, looking away from the weàpon of friendly assåult that was pushing so hard to get out of the confines of his pants.
“Come off it Samantha. He isn’t your man. Bruce is taken, but you just don’t want to face it. He is now married and seriously in love with another. He doesn’t see you as a woman,and if truth must be told, doesn’t even realize how much you’re worth. How will he value you when he doesn’t see you?
“He is màdly in love with someone else, the very one he has married already, so doesn’t have the potential to appreciate all these beauty God endued you with. For how long are you going to keep chasing after the one who isn’t available?” Drake asked her.
“Oh, and you’re available?” she asked him.
“Erm not really. But in a way Samantha. You know that I can make you happy. Your body wants me, just like mine desires you every second of the day.
“I can take care of your needs, even though I’m with Patricia. But Bruce doesn’t even want to see you. Can’t you see the difference?
“You’re making me lose my mind, thinking about how it feels to have your walls grip my small man, while we dig it. And that’s why it’s burning really hot in here” he told her, unzipping his trouser, to let the angry man out.
“Please Drake stop this at once. This isn’t what I want now. You promised to take me to my future mother in-law. And all I’m thinking about right now is how to get back with Bruce” Samantha said.
“Sammy, please stop this. Quit hurting yourself in the thoughts that you can get Bruce back. You know so well that you want me as much as I want you.
“Look at me now. Look into my eyes, and tell me you don’t want me. Come on Samantha, don’t keep hurting yourself when we can be all cool, and still do whatever we want to do.
“See, you’re already so wet!” he told her, letting his fingers that have been running up and down her thighs, go deep under her skirt, to feel the moisture in her pànties.
Samantha shuddered when she felt his fingers roaming between her thighs, and began to retreat.
Drake was already so hot and didn’t see how he could let her go.
He kept covering the distance between them as she moved back, and before long, she was trapped between him and the wall behind her.
“Drake please” she begged him, but her lips parted shàmelessly to let his tongue that was already prying them open, gain access to the interiors of her mouth that it was frolicking around, as though to search out something.
She began to möan and roll her waist helplessly as he continued to kiss her while his fingers roamed her sensitive and wet bîrth canal.
He lifted her right leg off the floor to enable his propagator gain entrance to the gateway to bliss that it was seeking.
The throbbing and fully charged propagator seemed to have the will to do what it wanted, because it so easily pushed her panties aside, and plunged in with a veracity that made Samantha gasp in pleasure.
Drake had just taken her in the ballet dancer position because he didn’t have the time to help her out of her panties, neither did he think he could wait to have them walk to a couch or a bed.
“You’re going to kïll me” Samantha complained as he began to ride her so rough and fast. Moving according to the dictates of the intense desire in him
His phàllus was grazing over the very place Drake wanted to, gliding over and tickling the dèvil’s doorbell continuously, as he moved.
Samantha’s hands held onto his waist, as though to ensure that he didn’t escape mid way and she was moving to the rhythm Drake was creating.
“Tell me it feels wrong Sammy, and I’ll never tròuble you again” Drake dared her, while rocking her real hard.
He had already lifted her off the ground, and had her in his arms, making his hands massage her behind as he was ramming in and out of her, while he spoke.
“Love me Drake, take me. Oh Drake, I want you, I can’t help it” Samantha confessed, not knowing when the words left her lips.
Drake smirked satisfactorily and began to walk towards a couch, with their bodies still connected.
He got to the nearest couch and descended slowly, to ensure he didn’t get unplugged.
“Sammy, I have fallen in love with you, and I don’t think I can stay away from you anymore.
“Please say you’ll be mine!” he told her, while he took a missionary pose, making his broad chest nearly squash her pōor sacred melons.
His insisting voice reverberated into her entire being, as he compelled her to say what he wanted to hear, with his gentle but forceful and regular thrüsts, and his skilled tongue tickling her left earlobe.
“I want you Drake, but…” she was saying, but he didn’t give her a chance.
“There will be no buts my love. You were made just for me. And I’ll take care of you, just like you deserve to” he assured her before he began to kiss her again.
When their marathon ended, they were both so exhausted that they fell asleep on the couch and only knew that their organs of pleasure disengaged with a plop sound, before they fell asleep.
Drake’s phone began to ring after a really long while, and he jerked up to see that it was Bruce’s mother calling to know if he was still coming.
“Yes ma. I had to close from work before going to get her. We will be with you soon” Drake assured the woman, and hung up.
“Now what?” Samantha asked Drake, looking confused.
“It is simple, we’ll go to her, and make her do whatever she can do to make you two come back again.
“Although, I have my doubts about it working out between you and Bruce again.
“He may just accept you as a result of the pressure from his mother, but I’m sure you’d still be needing me to take care of your needs, so we have nothing to worry about.
“Because when it happens that way, you can have the fulfilment of having the man you think your heart wants, and still keep the one your body needs.
“And this will be a win win for both of us because I get to keep my woman and you, your man, yet we can make each other reach the heights of pleasure we want ” Drake told her, smiling triumphantly.
“And don’t you think we’d be both betraying Bruce?” Samantha asked, guilt still tugging a part of her.
“No dear. Bruce left you to be with Tracy, and he has been giving it to her big time, and will still do, don’t you think?
“On my part, I didn’t get you out of his arms. He told me repeatedly to make you mine if I wanted. So what’s the guïlt face for?” Bruce asked Samantha and got her looking truly lost.
“Don’t stress it baby. All we have to do is act like nothing is going on when we have company, then we can roll all night, if you wish” he told her, and got her accepting his terms before they set out to see Bruce’s mother
TO Be Continued
