When Drake snatched her up like that, Madame could not help but gasp. Not out of fear, or even surprise, but out of complete and utter overwhelming desire. Her arms quickly wrapped themselves around his neck, clinging to him tightly. She did not want to break that contact, not now, not ever. As he sat down and placed her in his lap, his own desire was quite evident. Her hands massaged the back of his neck lightly as she met his gaze.<br/><br/>She blushed slightly as their eyes locked. His words, she could barely hear them. All she could do was look at his lips, his beautifully formed lips, wanting them on her body again. She chuckled and flushed a deeper red as he wiggled his hips up against her, moaning lightly in anticipation. And as he moved in for another kiss, she sighed as she felt the butterflies in her stomach take flight. Shock waves of pleasure shot through her body, culminating in her sex. She could feel her pulse pounding between her legs.<br/><br/>Their lips met again and again. Tongues waging a mighty battle of supremacy with each other. Each mouth trying to capture the other, bend it to its will. She could not help but to nip at his bottom lip, suckling it, pulling at it lightly with her teeth. All you could hear were the wet sounds of their mouths mating, the rustle of fabric being pushed aside, and the deep guttural moans coming from them both.<br/><br/>Madame’s hands quickly started unbuttoning and removing Drake’s clothing. Pushing off his jacket, and opening both his vest and shirt, her hands explored his chest, toying with his nipples lightly. She reached towards her own dress, unzipping the side-zipper, knowing he might never find it because it was so well hidden. Her breasts were full and heavy, but she rarely wore a brassiere since they still rode high on her chest on their own.<br/><br/>Pushing her dress down around her waist, her hands lifted up the hem, exposing her thighs and hips to him. She felt his hands exploring her, moaning and trembling each time he touched one of her pleasure spots on her back. Their kissing had not stopped all this time, but she pulled away only slightly so that she could whisper against his lips, “I’ve wanted you for so long. Why on earth did you make me wait?” Mashing her lips into his, they felt as though they were on fire. Her lips tingled as they met his again and again.<br/><br/>Sliding her hands down his chest, over his stomach, she began to unbutton his trousers. Here was her prize, here is what she sought, what she wanted more than anything. She felt him lift his hips and she quickly pulled down his pants and underwear, exposing his rigid cock to the heated air between them. Her moan at the sight of it nearly sounded like a whine, she wanted him so bad. Reaching down to stroke him lightly with her small hand, she smiled at his reaction.<br/><br/>Leaning forward to whisper in his ear, giving it a quick nibble first, she said, “Pull my panties to the side, I want you inside of me now!”<br/>