First ever NSFW, bit scared, wrote in an afternoon suddenly inspired. Mc is Riley Tanner. Set after the last chapter. Please be kind
I turn and exit the ballroom. My head feels heavy, and a nervous knot has settled somewhere in my throat. My breaths are coming faster and I can’t find enough air to gulp into my lungs. My palms trail along the walls of the corridor, anything to anchor and aid me in my haste to get control of myself, and out of the palace. Madeline making an appearance tonight wasn’t totally unexpected, she would want to look good in front of the press. Her interest in me however bothered me, I’d never wanted to be queen, I’d never wanted Liam yet I had a feeling I would pay for her loss anyway.
I finally emerge outside, the maze lies to the left, so I head right. The maze is Liam’s sanctuary, not mine.
I stagger as the voice behind takes me by surprise, and realise it’s only Bastian.
‘Please...leave me be....just for 5 minutes’ I manage to spit out.
‘PLEASE!’ He notes my panic struck face, nods stiffly and retreats inside. I lean my head against the cool brickwork, concentrating on counting my breaths until I finally feel them return to normal.
‘Tanner?’ I follow the voice and find Drake, his face is etched in concern, before his mouth upturns and he shoots me a cheeky grin.
I nod, and grasp his hand, his touch sending pulses through my veins. He pulls me gently along and I know right then that I would follow his man anywhere. We trek through the palace grounds until we come to a dead end somewhere in the gardens. He lets go of my hand and disappears into the foliage addorning the wall encircling the gardens. Gentle knocks and the scrape of metal sounds it way back to me, and he re-emerges looking particularly smug.
‘Another palace secret only Drake knows?’ I quirk an eyebrow while he chuckles gently.
He circles me until his chest is pressed against his back and gently covers my eyes with his hands. He propels us forward and I savour his touch way more than what be considered healthy. My sight is completely out so I trust him implicitly to lead me to wherever it is we’re going. I stumble occasionally, and he rights me immediately each time. Eventually he removes his hands and I take a minute to adjust to having my vision back. It’s stunning, we are surrounded by wild flowers in a small, completely private garden. The palace walls surround us, and yet I feel the freedom this little haven brings.
Just in front of us there’s a small single story summer house. There’s fairy lights everywhere inside , plush velvet cushions and a bottle of whisky and two glasses. I turn to Drake, his hands are shoved awkwardly in his pockets, and he peeks at me from under his lashes as he blushes a deep crimson.
‘You did this for me?’ I can feel myself choking up. I was utterly in love with this man.
‘Well, I added the fairy lights and whisky for you but I found this bit of garden years ago when Liam and I were scaling the walls, and I fell in. I managed to open the gate, and over the years I’ve added to it, and built the cabin. It’s my secret haven in the summer during the social season.’ He smiles shyly and I can’t resist anymore. I wrap my arms around his neck, and feel him take a deep breath in response. I lift myself onto my toes and whisper in his ear what I’ve been dying to say for months.
‘I love you Drake Walker’.
His mouth meets mine, and I moan into the sensations his kiss brings. I nip his lower lip, and his kisses get harder and more insistent. I’m breathless again, but for all the right reasons. I pull away and step into the cabin. I lower my dress down over my shoulders, and stand in my corset and heels. I see Drake swallow as he takes me, his eyes roving hungrily.
‘No’ I interrupt. I grab him and push him back on the pillows. Taking advantage of his momentary shock I straddle him and place a kiss on his cheek.
‘I have waited...’ I kiss his other cheek.
‘Far too long...’ I kiss his chin.
‘To tell you...’ I unbutton his shirt.
‘And show you’ I lift his t shirt over his head.
‘How I feel about you Mr. Walker’ I kiss his chest. His hands tangle freely in my hair as I continue kissing the accent down his chest. I lick him just above his hip, needing to taste him and he chuckles. I begin unbuttoning his trousers and he tenses.
‘Tell me you want me to stop Drake, tell me you haven’t wanted this for months.’ I wiggle his trousers down and he groans heavily.
‘I can’t say that’ it’s all the encouragement I need. His boxers quickly follow his trousers, and I finally take him in my mouth. His grip in my hair intensifies and I work my tongue slowly up and down, before plunging him to the back of my throat. ‘Fuck, fuck Tanner’ I giggle and the vibrations my throat makes around him make him curse harder. I start slow, and the noises he’s making are turning me on so much I find myself involuntarily grinding against his leg. Abruptly he pulls me off him.
‘Tanner...Riley, I need to feel you’
He flips me on my front and undoes the corset, grazing each bit of skin he reveals with his teeth. Once it’s removed, he takes off the scrap of lace I’m wearing as underwear. I’m still on my front and end up pushing my arse into the air, needing him more as each second passes. As I peek over my shoulder I see his head disappear before I feel his tongue on me, and it’s never felt this good before. He inserts a finger, then another and continues his assault with his tongue while his fingers pump in and out. As I feel the wave build in pressure I can feel myself pushing into his face with every thrust, beyond any coherent thought other than to reach that peak. My cries are more strained and as I feel it closing his mouth and his fingers are gone.
‘Drake?’ I roll over and find him hovering above me.
‘Riley, I want the first time you come to be with me buried inside you. I want to see you scream my name, I want to feel you clench around my dick’. Holy fuck, Drake talks dirty! I whimper in response and wrap my legs around his waist. He leans down and tenderly kisses me before thrusting into me. We both still, and lock eyes. This feels so right and so good. I kiss him again and he slowly starts to move, my hips eagerly meeting his every stroke. He leans his mouth low to my ear and I hear how his breaths are coming faster.
‘I have thought about this for so long, you feel fucking amazing!’ I cry out in response, and his, no our movements increase in speed. As the wave builds again, I rake my hands over his arse, and push, taking him even further inside. Our moans are harder, and I can feel myself moments from coming.
One of his hands reaches between us and finds my sensitive nub. As he rubs, I fall over the edge riding my orgasm to its end, clenching around him and he comes hard inside of me. We stay silent for a few moments and I cant help but grin. He’s still inside and everything just feels right. I nuzzle my head against his chest and he lowers himself next to me, folding me in his embrace. He pulls a throw over us and kisses my neck tenderly.
‘You are incredible Riley’ his breath tickles and I giggle.
‘And that, Mr. Walker, was totally worth the wait!’
He chuckles lightly, ‘believe it or not, but I didn’t actually bring you here to seduce you. You are a Wiley thing Tanner. You didn’t even give me the chance to tell you something’. I turn to face him.
‘And what’s that?’ I plant another kiss on his nose.
‘I am head over heels, fairy tale style, would sell my own lung, in fucking love with you Tanner!’
‘And I You, even though this potty mouth thing is new’. He wraps me into him even tighter, and we lie like that for a while, watching the fairy lights twinkle above us.
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