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The next Saturday I didn't laze around for once. I was right there beside Mel making sure I looked perfect for tonight. I had to get up ridiculously early where I would be ready in time to meet Sir at noon, but it was so going to be worth it!

Mel didn't have to be at the club to meet her date till four, so I left in my cab while she still had the rollers in her hair.

Mel and I kept my hair and makeup the same only toning down the eye makeup to a classy smoky eye. I was still amazed the woman looking back at me in the mirror before I left the house was actually me, and not some model from a magazine.

My cab pulled in front of the club with a few minutes to spare. I paid the driver then made my way inside the building. The lobby was empty except for Duke. A vast difference from how I came in last week.

I went up to the desk and checked in for my scheduled time with Duke. After that was finished Duke asked me about Mel and when she would be coming. We talked for a moment, but Sir didn't leave me waiting long.

The Adonis that soon walked through the front of the club made my body stand up and take notice. My body knew this was the God we had been waiting for. D Masters was definitely ever woman's wet fantasy!

He was tall and ripped with more muscles then my eyes could see. He had dark hair cut short on the sides but overly long on the top curling over his forehead. He had a chiseled jaw and endless deep eyes. He had a five o'clock shadow that just added to his rugged charm.

He had on a white silk button down shirt with the top three buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Tailored black slacks made of a very expensive soft material and black loafers finished the look.

But it was the colorful ink covering his exposed skin that captivated all of my attention.

Every inch of skin underneath his shirt was covered in beautiful colors and designs. I tried to take as much as I could in, but it was to much and not enough time. He stopped in front of me and gave my dress a once over. I felt my chest heat under his gaze.

I felt my nipples harden after his gaze passed my chest. I felt the moisture pool between my thighs as he circled my core. My feet started to shuffle nervously when he finished his assessment and started to smile.

He reached down and grabbed my hand bringing it to his lips and kissing the back. He looked deep into my eyes the entire time. When he pulled back he didn't break the connection, but finally introduced himself.

"My Sugar, it's a dream to officially meet you. I'm Drake Masters, And you?"

His smirking face had me quickly smiling back. "Abbie Black."

Drake took the hand he still held and pulled me close. He whispered down into my ear where only we could hear. "I can't wait to see what you look like under that dress. Are you ready to see what your future holds Ms Black?"

His husky voice alone sent chills down my spine. The odd choice of words he said just then should have been another warning, but it was lost under some kind of spell this man cast over me every time he was around. I just shook my head ok then he was escorting me out of Sinful Delight.

There was a bright red sports car parked right outside of the club doors. I knew exactly what car that was and exactly how expensive the two seater car cost. I'd fantasied about one of these when I saw one in a movie once, but I didn't think I'd ever get to sit in one!

Drake opened the passenger door and helped me into the lowered car. It was a lot harder than I thought in my tight bodice dress. The car smelt like Drakes mainly scent with a black coat and tie between the seats. He made it to the drivers door in a few steps and quickly got in.

Once he got in the car he turned to me and just looked at me again. A look of pure hunger started to take over his face making my blood heat and rush through my veins.

He brought his hand up toward my neck and started to caress the skin with his thumb. His stare was fixed on the movement of his finger till his gaze snapped back to me.

"You have such beautiful skin Abbie. I brought you something to wear today. Would you like to see?"

I felt like a kid on Christmas. I smiled and shook my head yes excitedly.

Drake reached into his picked and pulled out areal box with a distinct logo. He gave me the box and sat back with a shit eating grin on his face. I opened the box and almost dropped it.

There was a small necklace made of white gold with different color stones all the way around. It was small enough to be a chocker around my neck. I picked it up to give the piece a closer look.

The back had a small hoop and lock to keep it in place. The stones were in different patterns, but I could tell it was all diamonds, rubies, and Sapphires around the necklace.

No way could I take something this expensive!

Drake must have seen the protest about to start in my eyes. He put his finger over my mouth and gave me a look.

"Remember Rule number 1 Abbie, right? Always answer a question with Yes Sir?" That cocky smile came back hard. "Can I put your necklace on for you Abbie?"

Now in no way am I stupid. I've read stories, done a little research, and I know this means a little more than a piece of jewelry Drake wants to give me. But I trust this man for some reason so I tell him "Yes Sir."

I turned around with my back toward him. I gathered my hair up as best I could. I heard the small lock click into place. Then Drake bite down hard on the spot where my neck and shoulder meet. I cried out in surprise that quickly turned into a needy moan.
Drake ran his hand up threading his fingers through my hair. Then he pulled my head back sharply. Bringing my ear to his mouth. His voice went straight to my soul.

"Your mine now Sweet Abbie, and the days just getting started. The first rule today is no panties. Reach down and hand me my souvenir. My first taste of your honey."

The hand that was not in my hair came around my chest and pulled me back tight where he had a clear view from over my shoulder.

My heart was racing as I looked around with my eyes to see if anyone else was around to see. Surprisingly the parking lot was still empty this early in the day.

I blew out a breath and reached down pulling my dress up around my hips. Once the front slit was at the top of my black and red garter belt I reached down and shimmer out of my lace thong.

The small scrap of fabric was drenched in my juices. I handed it to him over my shoulder. He brought it to his nose inhaling never breaking eye contact.

"Like the sweetest desert I've ever tasted."

My cheeks flamed in embarrassment.

"Let's go eat Sweet Abbie. Got to make sure to keep you going later."

Drake sent me one final wink before releasing me to turn around in his seat. He started the car and headed back to the heart of New York.

I had no clue where he was taking me I couldn't stop staring at him as he drove. He finally pulled into an underground parking garage and pulled up to the valet.

Before he put the car in park he turned to me with his serious face. "Second Rule. Don't move till I help you out, got it?"

He was so serious I didn't argue. I just said "Yes Sir."

Drake finally put the car in park, grabbed his jacket, and got out of the car. On the drive over he had covered up his ink on his arms with the buttons closed on the sleeves of his shirt. With his black skin tie back on and his taller jacket he looked like a powerful man.

Drake helped me out of the car and ushered us into an elevator to the rooftop. The floor before that one says 91 and I break out into a cold sweat. I don't think I will ever get use to being so high up.

When the door closes Drake brings me into his chest and the ride finishes without me knowing.
When we step out onto the floor we are in a restaurant. It has a 360 degree view of the New York City Skyline as the entire floor rotates around. There are hardly anyone at the tables.

Drake walks straight to the host and looks at him. The older man must know him because he instantly jumps to attention. The man shows us to a private room with a small table with pillows around it.

He leaves us with the promise of everything as Drake ordered coming right up. Drake helped me to the center of the pillows while he took the spot between me and the door.

The host came back with champagne and glasses, but just sat them down and left with more in ten minutes. Drake took the bottle and poured us each a glass. He held his up for a toast before we drank.

"To new beginnings with all the possibilities."

I gave him a big smile and toasted my glass. The champagne was sweet and nice. Nothing like I imagined it would taste like.

Drake sat his glass down then took off his shoes. When he was done he pulled my left leg into his lap and took my heel off then did the same with the right. His movement had the slit of my dress move till it barely covered my soaked core.

Drake knew exactly what he was doing. His eyes were glued to the opening in my dress. While his hands started rubbing my feet. I tried to keep my eyes open and on him, but I couldn't after the rolled into the back of my head releasing a deep moan as well. His fingers were working wonders on my feet.

Drake let out a deep chuckle and started rubbing further up my calf. It was absolutely glorious after walking in those heels. His hands kept going further, all the way to the back of my knee.

My hips were rocking side to side trying to stop the ache in my core. Drake saw my movements then switched to the other leg.

I was a puddle of goo when Drake stopped some time later. I opened my eyes for the first time and gave him a 'What the Fuck' look. He chuckled, but the door to the room opening answered my question for me.

I tried to move to fix my dress, but Sir held my legs down firm.

The host and another server brought plate after plate. I had no clue what any of it was, but it was all presented on the plates like a work of art. They brought about her glass and pitcher of water sitting it by Drake. The host told us to ring if we needed anything before both walked out of the room.

When they shut the door Drake got up and locked it behind them. He messed with the controls on the wall turning the lights down. He made the wall to the outside clear where we could see the skyline.

The glass behind me was so clear I felt like I was flying. Drake took his seat back beside me while I was distracted.

I almost jumped from my skin when I felt his hands start running up the inside length of my thighs headed toward my center. My wide eye gaze quickly found his in shock.

Drake was on his knees with a wicked smile on his face. While his hands came back down then went back up closer to my hips. Making the edge of my dress rise each time.

Finally he finished massaging the lower part of my thighs then glided his fingers up to the top of my legs. Drake had a wild look in his eyes as he licked his lips.

"Open for me Sweet Abbie. I want my dessert before my meal."

I let out a whimper my legs closing tighter on their own accord. Drakes smile turned a little crazed. He curled his fingers and applied a little pressure pushing my legs apart. The air against my wet folds sent shocks through my entire body.

Drake kept his gaze steady as he almost purred in approval. "Such a Good Girl. How wet are you already Sweet Abbie? Just thinking of what I'm going to do to you. Can I see?" His last words were all but whispered.

My "Yes Sir" barely carried any sound, so I shook my head Yes as well. I stopped mid shake and covered my mouth with both hands. My sudden scream still getting out.

Drake slammed two thick fingers into my core before I even saw him move. He started pumping his fingers in and out at a fast pace. Rotating his wrist to hit my g-spot on every turn. My juices instantly flooded in making squirting noises.

I braved on of my arms behind me picking myself back up after I fell. My head is thrown back with my eyes squeezed tight along with my mouth. I raised my hips off the pillows and try to follow Drakes rhythm. My orgasm coming faster than ever before.

Right as I fall over that beautiful edge Drake takes his hand and brings my hips up as far as I can off the floor. The fireworks behind my eyes turn into explosions when I feel his tongue cleaning me dry.

I finally calm down enough to open my eyes. Drake looks like the cat that ate the canary, and no matter how hard I tried he wouldn't let me cover back up.

After we were both cleaned back up Drake started to feed both of us the food. That was another one of his rules when we were together l. He was to take care of all my needs.

To me it was a little extreme, but I'd take it because this dinner was like nothing we had before.

Drake Masters opened up and actually told me about himself for once.

I found out he is a Vet. He was a Marine Special Forces. He retired a few years ago and now runs a private defense firm. He's 30 and from New York, but his father loved to take him to extreme places all over the world. He's always chasing the thrill.

Drake and I sat there talking for hours. Laughing, joking, serious when the situation called for it. I never had a connection like this with someone other than my mom.

We ate every drop of food on the plates the Drake looked in my eyes. Like he was searching for something.

"I want you to come home with me Ms Black. I've never asked anyone to my house, you would be the first. Are you ready to go home?"

His gaze was so serious, but almost vulnerable also. He should know there isn't anywhere else I'd rather be though. I beam a smile with a bright "Yes Sir."

Wondering what the rest of the nights going to be like.

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