Three Weeks Of Naughty Baby-sitting

CHAPTER 5

I felt Drake's sharp intake of breath as he kissed me like his life depended on my lips. I have no straight idea why I was doing this with a guy who was asked to babysit me in respect of his grandmother, but I just couldn't stop. The taste of his lips and mouth was incredible as I let my tongue dance with his. I could taste the faint savor of mint from the toothpaste he must have used to brush.

The spark and heat that flashed through my body was incredible. I have kissed random guys but none could be compared to Drake. My hands wrapped around his neck as he lifted me on the table, he stood between my legs as his hands went through my clothes to play with my medium-sized breast.

I let out a moan as he pulled from the kiss. He planted soft kisses on my neck as he touched and played with my n*****s. I knew they were red and probably erect. He took a huge breath as his mouth found its way back to my lips, finding access to my tongue. We were so close to one another, each blatantly invading the other's space. It felt like we wanted to feel each other so well.

A wall of electricity charges energy through our bodies, making our breath come in short gasps. It was warm, I could feel the heat from Drake's body moving into me. My face was flushed with desire for my babysitter.

Our eyes are locked together. His gaze felt like he was uncovering my soul, the very core of my being and I have never felt so exposed before. It felt like I was naked even if I had some clothes on. I jumped as his fingers pinched one of my n*****s. I tried to push him away but his hands held mine before intertwining together, he deepened the kiss and I knew my mouth would be swollen and in need of ice after this.

It was surprising how aroused kissing him was getting me. Locked in his eyes and hands made me feel like I was suffocating and needed more air. I was nervous and full of energy, I could feel butterflies in my tummy and the wetness between my legs.

The hangover I felt a while ago began to fade away. I moaned softly the minute his chest hugged my chest and I could feel his bulge. His erect member pressed against my thigh, as we kissed! I tried to rub myself against his member,

“Slow down princess,” he muttered close to my ear as a groan escaped his lips. I was aware of nothing but the excitement Drake was passing through me. Head to toe, each nerve in my body. I was utterly lost in him. I wished he could do more but he pulled away before chuckling.

“I need a shower,” he muttered before leaving me stunned.

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I came back downstairs after bathing and doing different things to calm my horny self down still. I still wasn't satisfied! I decided not to wear any bra but a tank top that would shamelessly show my n*****s to him. When I walked downstairs, I noticed that he was mopping the kitchen and he seemed to have changed also. I walked to the fridge as I swayed my hips hoping that he would make a move.

I was a bit pissed that he didn't check me for once as his whole attention was focused on what he was doing. “Do you want to watch a movie?” I asked, trying to get his attention. He lifted his face as he checked me out before his eyes settled on my chest. He wiggled his head before a devilish and evil smile plastered on his lips.

“Yes, but I have to finish this,” he said, making me bite my bottom lips with a nod. He finally joined me as he took a seat at the extreme end and I hated it for no reason. I watched as he brought out his phone! He didn't glance in my direction for once. “So, is it going to be like this for three weeks?” I blurted out.

He dropped his phone before a grin was plastered on his face. “What do you mean?” he asked. “Uhmm, just waking up and allowing the day to become dark again?” I said. “I guess, that's what a babysitter is supposed to do,” he muttered.

“So what do you suggest we do?” he asked as I stood up from my couch to sit next to him. “We can do a lot of things, so many fun things,” I said. “Uhmm, can I ask you something?” he said, making me nod. “Have you lost your V card to anyone?” he asked, making me nod. I was a bit surprised by his question, but I understood that most college students want to find out.

“What about you?” I asked.

“I have had s*x so many times,” he muttered, and for no reason I felt a bit sad. I have only had s*x once with my ex-boyfriend, but hearing him say that he had done it so many times made me jealous for no reason.

“Why is your face this way?” he asked.

“Nothing, of course you are hot, every girl would want you,” I said. “Do you really think I'm hot?” he asked. “I guess,” I said, making him grin.

“Who did you lose it to?” he asked. “Uhmm, my ex,” I said, trying not to sound weird. “Can we change the topic,” I muttered, getting uncomfortable with the questions. “If we want to be really close friends then trust me, sharing our secret is the easiest way,” he said, making me wiggle my head. The memory of my ex wasn't a good one, no matter how much I think about it, it made my heart sink.

I glanced at the TV, not sparing him a glance.

“He broke up with me after getting my v card,” I said as a tear tried to sprinkle. “The whole virginity stuff is really not important, I don't see the point in having it or not?” he said, I knew he was trying to comfort me.

“He is an asshole and you deserve better,” he muttered, before his hands rubbed my back to calm me down.