Chapter 5
Chapter Five
A lmost a year ago…
“Dance with me?”
Andrew’s request surprised Raven, and she laughed as she glanced around his hotel room. The space was lavishly decorated in blues and gold like her and her friend Teresa’s hotel room. Except while they had two queen beds, he had a huge king.
“Here?” she asked, noting that not only was the floor carpeted, but there wasn’t much open space. It didn’t seem like the most ideal place to dance. Or maybe those were her nerves talking. She was so out of her element here, but curiosity and a big dose of desire made her accept his invitation to join him in his room.
“Yes, here,” he said with a smirk.
After two glasses of wine, some laughs, and great conversation, Andrew had suggested they come upstairs, order room service, and get to know each other better. Throughout their conversation in the hotel’s bar, they stayed away from personal information, including last names.
She thought it odd at first, but there was a bit of mystery around the suggestion, as well as some excitement. They discussed everything from sports to entertainment news, and the only other personal thing she knew about him was that he was in Vegas attending a law-enforcement conference.
When Andrew had walked into the bar, he immediately caught her attention. Lust at first sight. Even now, the attraction vibing between them was like nothing she had ever experienced. As if guided by a magnetic pull, he had approached her, asking if the bar stool next to her was free. His intense, deep baritone had caught her off guard, and then he flashed her a grin that made her panties wet.
Yeah, he was definitely hot, and she was fairly sure she had drooled a little. Women probably fell all over themselves to get with him, and rightfully so. The man was even more beautiful up close, and his intoxicating cologne almost had her groaning with pleasure, even now.
Her gaze followed him across the room as he went to turn on a lamp. He was definitely nice to look at with skin the color of chestnuts and his mustache and goatee were perfectly trimmed. The gray polo shirt molded to his upper body and showcased broad shoulders and muscular biceps that were barely contained within the short sleeves of the garment. Her gaze traveled lower, taking in his narrow waist and long legs that seemed to go on forever encased in blue pants. He was a big guy, and she wondered if he was big in other areas too.
What was wrong with her? Clearly Sin City had gotten into her system to the point that she almost didn’t recognize herself. She had grown up in a very conservative household and had been dubbed a “good girl” by the guys at her high school. Even in college, Raven hadn’t gotten too wild, but now that she was nearing her mid-thirties, it was past time to live a little. Still, she couldn’t imagine having a fling. She just wasn’t built that way. Yet, here she was about to do just that if all things went well.
“Shall we?” Andrew said, cutting into her thoughts as he approached her.
He reached for her hand, then guided her over to the huge window that overlooked the Las Vegas strip. Lights from neighboring hotels and buildings shined through the shear curtains, illuminating the room even more.
Andrew closed the curtains, then pulled his cell phone from his pocket and tapped the screen a few times. Seconds later, Freddie Jackson’s song “All I Ever Ask” filled the quietness of the space. Her heart rate kicked up when Andrew set the phone down and gently pulled her into his arms and against his hard body. With her arms around his neck, she rested her chin on his broad shoulder and released a contented sigh as they swayed to the music. Raven was glad she’d said yes to his invitation because this moment felt perfect. They danced to one song after another as if it were the most natural thing to do. As if they danced together all the time.
As they danced, Raven got the answer to her question—he was definitely big all over if the bulge pressed against her lower stomach was any indication. The knowledge stoked the fire that had been lit inside of her, and she tried to steady her breathing. She wanted to come across as cool as he was, but her need for him was making her anxious.
Just relax, she told herself.
So far, Andrew had everything going for him. Handsome, charming, funny, and he could dance. She’d had a good time since arriving in Vegas, but the last hour or two had been the best.
Andrew slowed, and Raven leaned her head back to glance at him. His attention immediately went to her mouth. Then her gaze went to his tempting lips, settled there for a second as she wondered what he’d taste like.
“May I kiss you?” he asked, and she wasted no time saying yes.
He smiled at her, and Raven’s pulse amped up as he slid his large hand behind her neck. As he gently tugged her closer, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his.
Oh yeah. She was right where she wanted to be. The slow, drugging kiss sent pleasure bursting to every cell in her body. It was as if she’d been transported on a soft, fluffy cloud, and nothing else existed. There was a dreamy intimacy to their kiss that was as tender as a summer breeze, and she lost herself in the moment.
One of Andrew’s hands remained at the back of her neck. While the other slid around her waist, sending goosebumps racing over her skin as he held her close. She felt every hard inch of him as his huge erection pressed against her belly, and she couldn’t stop the moan that escaped.
As they continued exploring each other’s mouths, Raven gripped his biceps while their kiss deepened. Andrew’s thick, muscular arms were so big that her hand didn’t fit halfway around them.
He felt so good, and before she could think better of it, she wrapped her arms around his neck and ground her pelvis shamelessly against him.
She was ready to take this sweet seduction to the next level. Raven wanted to feel his hands and lips on her whole body, and she wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold on without begging him to do just that.
As if reading her mind, Andrew slowly lifted his mouth from hers and gazed into her eyes, sending a wave of desire surging through her body. Based on the intensity in his dark orbs, he wanted her just as much.
“Stay the night with me,” he whispered, more a statement than a question, and Raven’s heart pounded against her ribs.
“Yes.” Definitely yes, she wanted to scream as her thoughts spun out of control. She had never wanted a man as much as she wanted this one, and she planned to enjoy every moment they had together.
His lips seared kisses down her neck, and Raven purred like a kitten, which she’d never done. But the man brought something out of her that she’d never felt before. Passion. Desire. Lust. All of it. This was what she’d been missing. Someone who made her feel good inside and out, as well as wanted.
Andrew bent lower until he slid his large hands under the hem of her blue bandage dress that stopped just above her knees. As he slowly lifted the hem of the dress upward, his strong, calloused hands grazed the side of her bare legs, and she bit down on her lower lip to keep from groaning.
The man had barely touched her, yet he aroused all her senses with each touch, whether intentional or not. As he slowly stood, the dress rose with him.
Raven lifted her arms above her head, surprised at how comfortable she felt with him. Being with a relative stranger might’ve given her pause at first, but she refused to allow this moment to be awkward. She wanted this. She wanted him more than she was willing to admit.
Once Andrew had the dress over her head, he tossed it to a nearby chair, leaving her in a light-blue, lace bra and pantie set and four-inch sandals. Raven was glad she had chosen to wear the lacy items. Though she loved lingerie, she didn’t often splurge the way she’d done with this set. But considering the way this man was checking her out, she planned to change that.
“Wow,” he said, heat in his eyes as his gaze did another slow stroll down her body. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.”
Raven beamed, and a thrill shot through her at the compliment. “Thank you,” she said, then squeaked and laughed when he scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He carefully laid her down as if she were made of glass, and when he stood back, she squirmed under his perusal.
He didn’t speak as he lifted the polo shirt over his head. Next were his shoes, and then he started working on his belt. All the while he didn’t take his gaze off her.
The intensity in his eyes while he visually devoured her had her pulse thumping and her body growing hotter. With just a look, he had her so turned on, she physically ached for him. The way her nipples pebbled and pushed against the lace, she feared they’d poke a hole through the delicate material.
Yeah, it was definitely getting hot in here . Or maybe she was all hot and bothered because of how he stood before her now in only his black boxer briefs. Not only was he handsome and sexy, but his body looked as if it had been carved from stone. There was no fat anywhere on the man.
The corded muscles on his arms. The six-pack he was sporting where his abs contracted with each move. The narrow waist with no love handles. The man was a work of art, and then her attention went lower to his thick bulge pressing behind the material of his briefs.
All Raven could think was—yes, please. Her nipples tightened, and she had to squeeze her thighs together because the way he looked, it wasn’t going to take long for her to climax. It had been awhile since she’d had sex, and she was long overdue. Between Andrew’s pretty face, sexy deep voice, and his rock-hard body, he might not even have to touch her. Just looking at him had her juices flowing.
“You keep looking at me like that, I won’t be responsible for losing control before I can even get you naked,” Andrew cracked, and Raven laughed.
“I can’t help it. You’re, you’re… really big,” she murmured, then regretted her thoughts had come out of her mouth. “I mean…”
He chuckled. “No need to explain,” he said with humor as he slid his boxer briefs down his muscular thighs, allowing his penis to sprang free.
Good Lord. The man was more than big. He was thick, long, and just, just… perfect. She wanted to reach out and…
“I have to admit, I like the way you’re staring at me,” he said, a wicked gleam in his dark-amber eyes. He set a condom next to the pillow as he climbed onto the bed. “Light blue definitely looks good on you.” He brushed the back of his hand over the blue lace covering her breast, right where one of her nipples was begging to be freed.
The stroke of his fingers had her trembling, and desire pulsed through her body as he masterfully stripped her out of her underwear.
Raven felt as if she were going to explode, and he’d barely touched her. How was that even possible? She had never been so turned on in her life. Maybe it had something to do with the thrill of doing naughty things in Vegas. She wasn’t sure, but the ripple of anticipation flowing through her had her anxious to experience everything Andrew planned to do to her.
Raven fought a smile as he unabashedly stared at her 36Ds like a man starved. He was clearly a breast man. He swiped his tongue along his lower lip, which turned her on even more. His eyes eventually met hers, and he flashed her a wicked grin, making her laugh.
“I know this is going to sound like a line, but it isn’t,” he said, hovering above her as he slowly lowered his head, bringing his face inches from hers. The fire in his eyes was almost hot enough to burn her before he said, “I’m telling the truth when I say you’re sexy as hell.”
Without giving her a chance to respond, Andrew covered her mouth with his, and he kissed her in a slow, unhurried kiss while familiarizing himself with her mouth. The kiss grew more intense with each lap of his tongue, and her arousal increased as their tongues tangled.
He lowered himself more on top of her, and his weight felt good while also making her anxious to feel him inside of her. Or maybe that had everything to do with the way his thick erection pressed against her lower stomach. Raven moaned while arching her back, grinding against him as her nipples hardened and warmth spread between her thighs.
“Mmm, baby,” he said in a low rumble when she palmed his firm butt cheeks and squeezed.
The move brought them even closer, and feeling his hardness rubbing against her was driving her insane. She had never begged a man to sex her up, but she was about to if he didn’t do it on his own.
For the next few minutes as the music played in the background, Andrew sucked, licked, kissed and loved on her body from her lips on down to her ankles. There was a possessiveness in the way he kissed and touched her. Between that and his intoxicating woodsy scent, she was a goner. By the time he slipped on a condom, Raven was panting and practically ready to leap out of her skin.
He moved between her thighs, and she opened wider for him. Reaching between them, Andrew slowly slid a finger into her core, and she gasped, arching her back off the mattress.
“Damn, baby. You’re definitely wet for me. You okay?” he asked, his seductive voice even deeper if that were possible.
Raven nodded as his finger was replaced with the head of his penis, circling her opening.
“Andrew,” she said, sounding as desperate as she felt. Lifting her hips from the bed, she hoped he caught the hint that she wanted him inside of her. He did. As he lowered his mouth to hers and hungrily kissed her, he took his time sliding into her heat.
She whimpered at how good and snug he felt inside of her. He didn’t move right away, but when he started thrusting, Raven’s inner muscles tightened around his length. As he moved, she caught his rhythm, and they moved in perfect sync.
It might’ve been a long time since she’d been with a man, but being with Andrew was already different. Better. Things between them felt more intense in the way their bodies connected with each other. The type of connection that could ruin a woman for anyone else.
“Oh, my goodness. Yes,” Raven breathed as he pounded into her. His hips pumped forward and back, and her hands slid to his muscular thighs as she struggled to hold on to him and her control.
Moans filled the room, and she wasn’t sure if they were hers or his. All she knew was that she was on the brink of exploding, and they were just getting started. Her internal muscles were clenched around him, and she could feel her release nearing.
“Andrew,” she ground through gritted teeth as her breathing became more ragged. She was almost there. She was…
“Come with me,” Andrew demanded gruffly, his thick shaft pounding into her more frantically as he picked up speed with each thrust. “Yeah, baby. Come. With. Me!”
It was as if those words snapped something inside of her. Raven screamed his name as her inner muscles spasmed around him, and he was right there with her. His release was hard and powerful as he lost complete control.
Raven writhed beneath him, her chest heaving while she greedily sucked in air. Andrew’s lips grazed a spot between her neck and shoulder before he placed a kiss there, and Raven trembled when a shudder rocked her to her core.
He released a low chuckle as if knowing he’d found an erogenous area of hers. Then he lowered himself onto his back, taking her with him. He held her close to his side while they basked in the afterglow of what they’d just done.
“That was amazing,” she whispered.
“I agree.”
Raven curled into the curve of his body, struggling to keep her eyes open as she continued to draw breath into her lungs.
That was wonderful and fun, she thought as her mind drifted, and her eyes slowly closed. She vaguely heard Andrew as he got up and went to the bathroom. What felt like seconds later but could’ve been longer, he gently patted her hip.
Raven opened her eyes and lifted her head slightly to look at him.
“Wake up, Beautiful.” He flashed the sexy grin that she was totally falling for. “We’re nowhere near done.”