Maddie POV
It had been a few days since I had killed my birth mother. I was still unsettled that I did it so easily. As Drake continues to remind me it was me or her. And he was glad I chose to live in that moment. I could still feel her hands climbing up my back and getting closer to my neck. Fortunately, I was still seeing my therapist, who was helping me through some of the confusion I was feeling.
I felt Drake roll over in bed and pull me closer to him. I love mornings the best. Every morning he wakes up searching for me. With my back to him, he pulled my leg up over his hip giving him full access to me. He slid his hand around cupping my breast and playing with the n****e. He pinched it slightly bringing a moan from me.
I rub my ass against his hardening c**k, but he keeps my leg
