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Chapter One
Erik
Note: This scene was deleted because it’s very out-of-character for Erik. Still, I couldn’t get the scene out of my head, so you get an extra spicy scene! This takes place as they’re flying to Erik’s real home.
I hold Raina through takeoff. She barely wakes as the plane gains speed and leaves the ground. The moment she makes an anxious sound, I’m soothing her, my hand brushing over her hair. It heals something in me, the way she relaxes at my words. Her trust is precious to me.
Once we’re in the sky, I slip out of bed. Ever since making her come on my hand in her father’s mansion, I’ve been struggling to get my thoughts under control. My mind is filled with visions of sliding my dick into her, of feeling all that soft warmth wrapped around me.
I want to know what it’ll be like to have her coming on my cock. To bury my face in her hair while I fuck her, her whimpers and cries only egging me on.
Goddammit. Just thinking about it has me hard.
I close myself into the jet’s private lounge and pull Raina’s panties from my pocket. Lifting them to my nose, I inhale deeply, reveling in her sweet scent. It has my mouth watering, desperate for another taste of her.
Soon, I tell myself as I fall back into one of the plush chairs. I undo my belt and pants, needing to release some of this tension.
The moment I have my cock out, I stroke it with Raina’s panties still in my hand. The material is soft, and there’s something about the sight of the light pink fabric against my dick that does it for me.
Fuck. Fuck. I’ll never push her past what she’s comfortable with, but that doesn’t stop me from imagining what it’ll be like to finally be inside her. To pin her down and fuck her so hard she cries.
I think she’d like that.
“Dammit, Raina,” I groan. My hand moves faster, and I lean back in my seat, my eyes closing.
We hit some turbulence, but I barely notice. My thoughts revolve around Raina and only her. The way she kisses me with everything she has, like she’s worried she’ll never get enough. The way she whimpered and squirmed when I had my fingers in her, wishing it was my cock.
I’m so lost in my thoughts, in imagining Raina on her back, looking up at me with those bright blue eyes of hers, that I completely miss the lounge door sliding open.
“E-Erik?”
Shit.
I freeze, looking up to find Raina peeking around the door. Her eyes are wide as she takes me in—all of me.
“I woke up, and you weren’t there,” she says, but her gaze is locked in on my dick. “Is that… the underwear you stole from me?”
“Yes,” I answer, my cheeks flaming.
“I wondered what you were going to do with them,” she murmurs.
Before I can say something—to explain, to apologize, I don’t know—she’s slipping inside and shutting the door behind her.
“Are you doing that because of me?”
I nod, swallowing hard.
Hesitantly, she steps closer. “You used your mouth on me. Could I… could I use my mouth on you?”
Christ. She has no idea what she’s doing to me, does she?
I should say no. I should give her the respect she deserves and the patience that comes along with that. She needs to acclimate to normal life before letting me use her like this.
But then she wets her lips, and I lose all resolve.
“If you’d like,” I manage to say evenly.
Silently, she crosses the small room and kneels in between my legs. The sight of her like this has my mouth going dry.
“Will you tell me what to do?” she asks on a whisper.
Shoving the panties back in my pocket, I nod sharply, almost frantically. “Wrap your hand around it gently. Y-yeah, just like that. F—” I bite my tongue, getting myself under control. “Wanted this for so long, Raina.”
“Should I lick it?” She’s looking up at me with those wide eyes, so sweet, so eager to please me.
“Give me your hand.”
She frowns but does as I say, placing her free hand in mine. I take her index finger and run my tongue along it before closing my mouth around the tip and sucking lightly. Raina’s lips part as she watches me with shock, and I don’t miss her rubbing her thighs together.
“Like that,” I tell her huskily. “Go ahead, you can try.”
Hesitantly, she leans in. She looks uncertain for a moment, glancing up at me self-consciously, but then her tongue is dragging against the underside of my cock, and I’m gripping the arms of my chair.
“Raina,” I choke out when she wraps her lips around the tip. “So good. You’re perfect, you know that?”
She sucks lightly before pulling back and looking up at me. Her brows are furrowed, her eyes slightly narrowed, like she doesn’t quite believe me. “Really?”
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.” My fingers brush across her cheek.
“I do,” she whispers. “Remember?”
Her journal. As if I could forget. Realizing Raina matches my obsession for her was as relieving as it was healing. All I’ve ever wanted was a love like hers.
“Of course I do, little rose.” I grip her chin gently and guide her back to my dick. As I do, her eyes light up, and I smile.
It’s not a surprise to me that she likes being told what to do.
Without another word, Raina’s mouth is back on my dick. It’s so warm, so wet, and I have to stop myself from thrusting into her. She moves slowly, getting used to the feeling of having something inside her mouth, carefully taking more of me in.
“That’s it. As much as you can. Use your tongue—god, Raina, just like that.”
I don’t expect her to be able to go for long, but that’s all right. There’s no way I can last. Already, I feel that familiar tension building in my body. I’ve wanted this—wanted her—for too long.
As Raina continues, my heart rate picks up, and a bead of sweat runs down my spine. I can feel myself teetering right at the edge of my orgasm, trying to hold it back.
Don’t want this to end.
But, ultimately, I can’t hold it back. The sensations of my dick in her hot mouth, her tongue running against my skin, is too much. So at the last second, I grasp the hair at the base of her neck and tug her back. My other hand covers hers, still wrapped around my dick, and we stroke it together.
My cum shoots out of my cock, covering ours hands. Raina tries to keep going, and I choke on a gasp at the overstimulation. It’s too much, making my entire body shudder. There’s a small part of me that still doesn’t want her to stop, but I pull her hand away on instinct.
It takes a second to come down from the high. Raina stares at our still-intertwined hands as I melt into the seat, my eyes threatening to close.
“Little rose,” I murmur. “Come here.”
Hesitantly, she climbs into my lap. There’s room for her to drape herself across my legs without sitting on my cock, and I pull her close, careful not to get cum on her clothes.
“Did you like that?” she whispers, her clean hand clutching the front of my shirt.
“It was everything, Raina.” My lips meet hers in the softest kiss. “Did you?”
Her smile glows in the dim lighting of the lounge. “Yes.”
I kiss her again, and the taste of myself on her tongue makes me groan. She’s mine, and now she tastes like it, too.
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