Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
RAVEN
I ’d never felt nervous around any of the guys like I did right now, and Logan’s silence made me second-guess my question.
Had I not been direct enough?
“Will you have sex with me?” I asked firmly, cringing the moment I said it. “Sorry, that sounded better in my head. I want you to take my virginity. Wait, that sounds weird too. Shit, I?—”
“Rewind,” Logan chuckled nervously. “You want me to sleep with you? Why?”
“Forget it.” My face was burning with embarrassment, and when I went to get up, he pulled me back, forcing me to look down at him.
“Why do you want to lose your virginity so badly?” he asked softly, playfully ruffling my hair as he sat up so he was eye level with me. “Talk to me.”
“No one wants to date me because they don’t want to deal with me being a virgin,” I deadpanned, the ghost of a smirk tugging at his lips.
“I hate to break it to you, but no one wants to touch you and risk us tearing their arms from their bodies.”
“You guys fuck around, so why can’t I?”
“We don’t want you getting hurt, and you will. You’ve grown up with me and Reid, so you know guys are assholes. Which brings me back to my question of why do you want me to sleep with you?”
I was surprised by the uncertainty in his eyes. He was usually so confident around women and sex, I’d never seen him like this before.
“You’re my best friend,” I said quietly. “You’d make it good and you won’t brag about it to others. Anyone else would, and I don’t trust them with something like this. Reid would have a fucking heart attack if I asked him sober, since his reaction last night was obviously rejection. He was Josh’s best friend and will always hold some kind of loyalty to him over me. And Zavier’s made it clear he won’t touch me. It feels right with you.”
“You deserve so much more than me, Raven,” he answered, his face softening when I replied.
“No one compares to you. Not even a little. I can trust you with this.”
“The guys will kill me.”
“They don’t need to know. Please? No strings, I promise. If it’s too weird for you then I understand and won’t ask again.”
He was silent for a moment as he watched me before finally nodding. “Okay. The guys can’t find out though or I’m a dead man.”
Most girls would think that he was trying to keep it a dirty little secret, but I was more than happy for it to be kept quiet. Reid would have a fucking aneurysm and possibly murder Logan with his bare hands. I’d end up locked in the house and never hear the end of it.
“Trust me, it’s not something I’ll bring up at the dinner table,” I answered, my face heating again. “Uh, I don’t know what to do.”
“You want to do it right now ?”
“No one’s home,” I pointed out. “Unless you have plans?”
“Even if I did, I’d cancel them,” he said seriously, hesitating before reaching a hand to the back of my head. “You sure this is what you want? Once we start, you can’t go back. I mean, obviously I’ll stop, but your virginity won’t just come back.”
“I’m sure,” I nodded, nerves washing through me as he gave me a small smile.
“Just checking. Lie on the bed for me, you don’t have to do a thing.”
I climbed off his lap, not being able to ignore the tent in his pants. He wanted me, this wasn’t just a pity fuck, and that relaxed me slightly.
He rose to his knees and hooked his fingers below the waistband of my pants and tugged them down, my breath catching as he leaned forward and placed soft kisses on my stomach.
“You don’t have to romance me,” I managed to force out, amusement flashing in his eyes as he glanced up at me.
“I’m not.”
“Just stick it in.”
“Jesus, Rae,” he huffed, leaning back to pull my sweats off completely, my underwear with them. I’d never been this exposed to anyone before, and I fought the urge to cover myself. “Don’t let anyone just shove themselves inside you without making sure you’re ready first. That’s how you get injured.”
“You’re being sweet about it,” I argued. He parted my legs and knelt between them, hovering above me as he planted his hands on either side of my head.
“There’s nothing sweet about me. If you have a problem with me kissing you, then we need to stop. My lips will be all over you, and I’ll be taking it slow to avoid hurting you. Did you think I’d just flip you over and rail you?”
“Yes.”
“You trusted me with this, so let me do it my way, okay? It will hurt a little at first but it will get better. We go slow, and if you want me to stop, I stop and that’s the end of it,” he said firmly, waiting for me to nod before leaning down to kiss me.
Kissing my best friend was strange at first, but it wasn’t too awkward since he took the lead.
His hand slid up my tank as his warm skin teased mine, goosebumps breaking out all over me as he cupped my breast and tweaked my nipple. I gasped and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth, my arms getting a mind of their own as I wrapped them around him and slid my hands up the back of his shirt.
I jerked as he moved his hand between my legs, and I parted them further for him which earned me a groan of approval.
“Fuck, Rae. You’re so smooth.”
“Uh, thanks? Girls shave though, it’s kind of a rule,” I laughed nervously, making him lean back enough to frown at me.
“We’re going to come back to that conversation another day.” He pulled my tank over my head, leaving me completely naked below him. “Holy fuck.”
“What?” I went to cover my chest, but he swatted my hands away.
“Don’t take the view away from me,” he scolded, his eyes heating. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”
“You’re getting way too good at lying to girls. That was actually believable,” I teased, shrieking when he leaned down to bite my nipple sharply. “Ouch!”
He sucked the sting away, glaring up at me. “I’m not lying to you. You’re hot as hell, Rae.”
“You’re only saying that because we’re besties and you want to stroke my ego.”
“No, I’m saying it as a horny fucking man with eyes,” he replied as if I was crazy. “Hook your legs over my shoulders.”
“But—” I hadn’t even finished speaking before he grabbed my legs and shuffled down the bed, my stomach twisting at the thought of his face being so close to my pussy. “Logan—” He didn’t give me time to freak out before his mouth was on me, my back arching at the strange sensation. “Oh, fuck.”
He licked and sucked at my clit, teasing my hole every so often, and the familiar feeling of an orgasm started tingling quickly. I’d come plenty from rubbing my clit myself over the years, but it was different like this.
My muscles tensed with anticipation, and my hands fisted by my sides as I tried to fight it off. I grabbed his hand as he reached for mine, giving me an anchor to hold onto, and I squeezed it so damn hard that I was surprised I didn’t break it.
He didn’t stop when I came, but he did slow down at least until I forced him back by fisting his short hair with my free hand and yanking him off me.
“Are you trying to kill me?” I panted, a cocky smirk taking over his lips as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Just setting a standard. If you can walk when we’re done, I didn’t do it right.” He moved up my body, leaving kisses across my skin as he went. Insecurity nagged at me as his lips brushed over the scar on my ribs from the knife, his tongue darting out to trace it before he kept moving upwards.
I winced as he finally eased a finger inside me, his eyes flicking to mine as he leaned over me. “You good?”
“It burns a little. How the fuck is your dick going to fit in there?” I asked a little nervously, making him chuckle.
“With patience and a lot of orgasms. You’ll be so relaxed that you won’t tense up at all.”
I hadn’t thought this through. I’d seen the guys’ dicks more times than I wished to admit, and none of them were small.
If Logan’s finger was hurting, his dick was going to tear me in half.
“Slow, right?” I asked warily, hating how pathetic I was being about this. I was a tough bitch, but now I was being a baby, and I hated it.
“That’s what I said,” he promised, continuing to pump his finger in and out of me. “No rush, we have hours.”
I needed a distraction, so I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down to kiss me again, my body grinding on his hand and pushing his finger deeper. The moan I let escape made him curse, his dick as solid as a brick against my thigh as he moved a little faster.
He got me off again before deciding I was ready, my eyes trailing over his chest as he pulled his shirt over his head. I didn’t realize I was staring until he muttered under his breath.
“I’m not going to last long, Jesus.”
“Why not?”
He managed to look embarrassed, unbuttoning his jeans. “You’re just looking at me in a way I never thought you would.”
“Like how?”
“Like you want to devour me.” My eyes dropped down his body as he took his wallet from his pocket and slid his jeans down, my tongue darting out to wet my lips. His boxers followed, and he kicked them off the edge of the bed before pulling a condom from the wallet. “You ready?”
“No,” I admitted, staring at his dick. “That’s way too big.”
“As much as this is good for my ego, I promise it won’t hurt as bad as you think,” he said softly, tearing the foil open with his teeth to roll on the condom. “Trust me, I have no problem playing with your pussy until you’re ready.”
“This is weird, right? We’re just friends and I’m fucking things up between us.”
I was freaking out. Did he even want this? I’d put him on the spot without a lot of warning, so maybe we should’ve thought about it for a while.
His dick was only hard because it always was, right? Guys couldn’t help it.
“Hey, you’re overthinking things.”
“You don’t want this. I pushed you into it.” I was babbling now, but I became silent as he grabbed my chin between his fingers, forcing my eyes to his.
“I want this more than I probably should. Do you still want to do this?” he asked in a low voice, waiting for me to mumble a yes before continuing. “Then don’t worry about me. My dick’s so damn hard I’m surprised it hasn’t snapped off. I promise, I want this and I’ve got you.”
“Promise this won’t fuck things up between us,” I whispered, a small smile tugging at his lips.
“I promise. All you have to do is lie there and look pretty.”
“What did I tell you about?—”
“Shut up, Rae,” he chuckled, dropping his lips to mine to silence me. He fucked me with his finger again before easing a second one in. The burn was worse but he didn’t rush, taking it slow as he distracted me from the discomfort.
I tensed as he removed his fingers and pressed the head of his dick against my opening, my heartbeat hammering so loud that I was pretty sure he could hear it.
“Relax, baby,” he murmured as he kissed down my throat, and if I wasn’t so focused on his dick slowly stretching me open, I would’ve called him out on the pet name.
He stopped moving when I whimpered, his lips brushing my ear. “You okay?”
“Maybe we should do it really fast,” I said tightly, but he shook his head.
“You don’t want that. Can you take a little more?”
“Maybe. We can’t ever talk about this again, this is embarrassing,” I scowled, but he pushed in a little further, stopping when I tensed again.
“Don’t be embarrassed. You’re doing so good. I said we have hours, and I meant it,” he said softly, continuing to kiss across my skin. He went to move again, and I hissed out a curse, making him lean back a little. I watched him spit on his hand, and he held my gaze as he moved it between us to rub it around my pussy and his dick. “I should’ve gone and bought lube. This would’ve been so much easier for you.”
“Why did I like that?” I asked out loud, a grin taking over his face.
“You’re into spit? I bet you’re a closet freak. I could have some fun with that next time.”
There wasn’t going to be a next time, but I wasn’t about to remind him when I was so focused on what he was doing. His wet fingers teased my clit but he didn’t push into me more, my eyes widening when I realized he was trying to get me off again.
“I can’t come again.”
“Of course you can. Give me one more,” he murmured, picking up the pace with his fingers until I squeezed my eyes shut and literally screamed a curse as I came. “There you go.” I flinched a little as he pushed inside me more, but he kept moving his fingers on my clit, my body letting him in as my pussy pulsed around him. I felt so fucking full, my eyes opening when I realized he’d stopped rubbing my clit, finding him staring down at me. “I won’t move until you want me to.”
“You’re all the way in?”
“Yeah. It’ll stop hurting soon,” he promised. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Really?” I was being such a girl, but he didn’t seem to mind.
“I’m likely to come the moment I move,” he smirked. “You’ve got premium pussy.”
“You’re an ass,” I chuckled, relaxing a little at his teasing. “I think you can move.”
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he answered, carefully pulling out before pushing back in. It burned but it wasn’t unbearable, so he did it again and again until I told him to go faster.
“Don’t laugh at me when I come fast, I swear I can last hours,” he warned, sliding his hand up my chest to gently place his hand around my throat. I’d always wondered why girls liked it, but the slight squeeze sent shivers across my body. He noticed my reaction, adding more pressure and making me squirm as he fucked me a little harder.
I couldn’t help it as I pulled him down to kiss me almost desperately, not even caring when his hand fell away from my throat. I needed him everywhere but didn’t know how to explain it.
One of my hands fisted his hair while the other explored his back, and I swore I almost came again when he let out a moan. I didn’t know guys making noises like that would be so attractive.
My fingernails dug into the muscles in his back as he thrust harder, drawing a gasp out of me as my body tingled. It was as if he could read me, kissing me more deeply and grinding his pubic bone against my clit between thrusts as he lifted one of my legs over his waist and held it there.
“Logan—” I whimpered against his lips, making him groan.
“I know, I’m going to come too.” His thrusts became erratic as I managed to come again, two seconds before he let out a guttural groan and dropped his forehead into the crook of my neck, his hips slowing until he stopped. “Holy fuck.”
We didn’t move for what felt like ages, but he finally moved off me and pulled the condom off, tying it before tossing it in the trash by the bed. I didn’t know what to do, so I laid there awkwardly until he took my hand, tugging me upright. “What are you doing?”
He kissed me, sliding an arm around my back to pull me closer before resting his forehead on mine to hold my gaze. “Let me have tonight with you.”
“What? But Reid?—”
“He won’t think it’s weird to get home to find us asleep together,” he murmured. “I’ll run you a bath then find us some food. If you think you get to lose your virginity then avoid the snuggles afterward, you’re crazy. It’s a rule you can’t skip.”
“Says who?” I chuckled as he stood and pulled me to my feet, his hand brushing my bare ass.
“Says everyone.” He glanced at the bed, cringing slightly. “We might sleep in my room though. It reeks of sex in here and we need to wash your sheets.”
I turned to see what he was talking about, a large wet patch right in the center of the bed with a small streak of blood staining it.
“How do we explain that?” I asked with panic, but he waved off my concern.
“Just put it in the wash and say you had a period incident. You’re due for it anyway.”
“You’re way too good at this,” I grumbled, making him smirk.
“Didn’t hear you complaining.” He bent down to grab his shirt, sliding it over my head to cover me. “Are you okay? How do you feel?”
“I’m a little sore, but apart from that, I’m fine. Sorry for being unsexy and making things weird for you. I know most girls you fuck are probably way more experienced,” I replied as I went to walk to the bathroom, but he hauled me back, keeping my back firmly against his chest as he spoke in my ear.
“None of them compare to you. That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
“Don’t tease me,” I laughed, but when I turned, his face was serious.
He reached for me, placing his hands on my waist to pull me against him. “I’m not. You don’t think you’re sexy?”
I snorted, motioning to my outfit. “Does this look sexy to you? I’m a fumbling idiot in a baggy shirt. I’ve seen the girls that you all drag home. They’re dressed up and?—”
“You wearing my shirt is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“I always wear your shirts,” I scoffed, making him raise an eyebrow.
“I know, and it makes my dick hard.” This was starting to feel more serious than it was supposed to be, but luckily he gave me a playful wink and started steering me towards the bathroom. “Let’s get you in the bath. I’ll rinse off in the shower then heat up some soup. Sound good?”
“Yeah, sounds good,” I smiled, watching him silently as he filled the bath for me. He wasn’t bothered by his nakedness, and I took the time to study him.
I’d walked in on more sexcapedes than I wanted to admit, but I’d never actually looked at the guys like this.
The lean muscles across his back and shoulders flexed as he leaned down to adjust the taps, my eyes fixating on his ass. He caught me staring as he stood back to let the bath fill more, my eyes widening as he moved towards me.
“You’ve got to stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like you want me to fuck you again, or you’re going to get fucked against that wall,” he warned, testing my reaction as he dipped a hand between my thighs to tease my sensitive clit. I gasped, instantly reaching for him to pull him closer.
“How the fuck am I supposed to keep my hands off you now that I’ve had a taste?” he asked, but I was pretty sure he wasn’t looking for an answer.
My body trembled from his touch, and I couldn’t help myself as I grabbed the back of his neck to tug him down to kiss me again, giving him the green light to slide a finger inside me, apparently.
I had no idea how to keep my hands off him now either.
He cursed as my pussy clenched around his finger and I came soon after, suddenly finding myself lifted off the ground with my back against the wall.
“Logan, please?—”
“You want me to fuck you again?” he groaned against my lips, waiting for me to nod before shifting his hold on me to reach between us. He pushed inside and paused, meeting my gaze. “Clear heads. Condom.”
“This feels different,” I answered, wriggling slightly and making him grunt.
“I don’t think we should trust my pull out game. There’s no way I’ll remember. Or want to. Fuck, this feels so good.” He thrust in and out a few times before huffing. “I’m risking it. You good with that?”
My pussy was leading this conversation or I would’ve told him to stop and wrap it up, but I nodded. “Only if you can pull out.”
That was all he needed before he started railing me. It was hard and fast, and I was pretty sure I couldn’t come again, but he forced one out of me before almost dropping me as he jerked back, panting as warm liquid hit my thighs.
“Sorry. Almost forgot,” he said as he rested his forearm on the wall by my head, dropping one last kiss on my lips. “I’ll clean it up.”
I looked down at the cum he’d marked me with, hesitating before sliding a finger through it and lifting it to my mouth. I swore he almost came again at the sight, but I screwed my nose up.
“Girls like the taste of cum? It’s gross.”
He snorted, going to say something, but the sound of water spilling onto the floor from the forgotten bath distracted him as he moved to turn off the taps.
“Did you want to join me?” I asked as he started to drain some of the bath so I could get in without sending more over the edge. I wiped the mess he’d left on my thighs with the bottom of the shirt I was wearing, and he shot me an amused smirk over his shoulder.
“If I get in that bath with you, I’m going to fuck you all over again. You relax in the bath, I’ll have a quick rinse off in the shower. You know what? I’ll order some pizza.”
“We have money for pizza?”
“I do. Jump in,” he answered, moving out of the way so I could get in. I felt shy as I pulled his shirt over my head and exposed myself completely to him again before stepping into the hot water, watching him as he turned the shower on and climbed in.
What the fuck had we done? There was no way we could just be friends now.
Not when he’d just blown my damn mind multiple times and likely ruined me for any other man.
Logan
I was so fucked. I’d managed to keep my hands off her my entire life, but how could I say no when she was begging me to touch her? Reid was going to kill me, and with the way that Zavier was becoming so protective of her, he’d probably help Reid dig the damn hole.
Once we’d gotten clean and dressed again, I put Raven’s bedding in the washing machine and put a movie on in my room so we had something to watch while we ate the pizza.
She’d fallen asleep not far into the movie, but I wasn’t surprised. She was exhausted.
She snuggled into my chest in her sleep, my dick jerking awake as she threw a leg over my hip to get closer. How the fuck was I supposed to keep my hands off her now?
I couldn’t help myself as I kissed the top of her head, holding her a little more tightly.
Why had I agreed to take her virginity? I was the last person who deserved it.
Raven wasn’t a piece of ass, she was my best friend, so I should’ve known better.
I heard the front door shut and I forced myself to act casual. Reid would beat me to death with his fists if he knew what I’d done, and I didn’t need Raven witnessing that.
He poked his head in, his worried eyes on Raven. “Hey. She’s asleep? Is she okay?”
“Yeah. She had cramps so we hung out in here with a movie, but she passed out fast.”
“I swear her periods are getting worse,” he grumbled, leaning against the door frame and crossing his arms. “Want me to put her in her room? I got her tampons and chocolate.”
“Nah. Her sheets are in the wash,” I said lightly, making him nod.
“Alright. Let her know I’ll put the tampons in her room.” He glanced at his phone, letting out a yawn. “I’m heading to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Night, bro.”
He closed the door before walking towards his room, and I instantly curled into Raven more, making her stir. “Was that Reid?”
“Yeah, he’s heading to bed. Go back to sleep,” I whispered, placing a kiss on her neck. She sighed contently, burrowing into my chest more. “Stop rubbing on me or I’m going to fuck you again,” I murmured with a light chuckle, her head lifting slightly to peer up at me.
“You really do only think with your dick, don’t you?”
“It’s a bad habit, I know,” I replied dryly, rolling her over and pulling her back against my chest. “Now, sleep.”
She grumbled about me being an ass as she did as she was told, but her butt wriggled against my dick and I grabbed her hip firmly to stop her moving.
“You’re pushing your luck, Rae,” I said softly in her ear, burying my face in her neck and making her squirm more. “Reid will hear the bed creaking and barrel through the door like a psycho. We can’t, and you really need to give your pussy a rest. I’m going to accidentally hurt you.”
She huffed, much to my amusement, and she finally went still in my arms as she fell asleep again.
My lips skimmed her shoulder, and I had to force myself to take my own damn advice and try to go to sleep. I thought I’d been hooked on sex before, but nothing compared to how damn horny I was now that I’d had Raven.
It took a while, but I finally fell asleep.