Chapter 40 Drake

• DRAKE
• Avery’s scent surrounds me, her soft snores comforting in the darkness. I glance over to find her curled up in my bed, and that’s when it hits. The colossal mistake I’ve made. I’ve broken every single rule. My strict discipline has been shattered, dismissed, and discarded like yesterday’s trash. I don’t kiss, make eye-contact, and I sure as shit don’t let my submissives touch me during sex. Yet, with her, I broke them without a second thought. What the hell is wrong with me?
• My skin tingles from the memory of her touch, my mind replaying the way her eyes widen and glaze over with pleasure when she climaxes. It’s magnificent, and more addictive than any drug I’ve ever tired. Her screams and moans cloud any logical thought I might have had, which makes resisting her damn difficult.