Drake allowed himself to take in as much as possible. He was expecting her to pull away right now. He waited as her lips actively touched his, farming pleasure, her hasty tongue about to start guiding his.
He didn't want to push her away. He didn't want to embarrass her. He was really flustered. He didn know what do at that moment. That was why he was patiently waiting to see whether or not she would get the grip of the situation.
Eventually, she pulled away from him. She looked him in the eyes. Her lips were wet, her eyes had a strange ray of excitement to them. They were so many thoughts tumbling upon one another in Drake's mind.
WHAT IS SHE DOING? WHY IS SHE DOING THIS? HOW COULD SHE DO THAT? WHEN DID SHE BECOME SO GUTSY? WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO HER? WHY THE SUDDEN CHANGE?
No matter how hard he tried to sort out answers to those questions, he couldn't lay his hands on them. It was very annoying.
