Chapter Fourteen #4
Or maybe I’m selfish.
She belongs to the Prescott’s. Not the Andersons.
When I wake up hours later, she’s straddling me, with nothing but a little flimsy camisole and matching pale pink panties, a kitchen knife to my throat, and my hands are horribly tied with the worst knots I’ve ever seen above my head to her headboard.
I grin lazily, loosening my wrists from the very rope I brought to tie her up in. “You know that scene on Goodfellas where Henry wakes up and Karen is pointing a gun straight to his face?”
She tilts her head to the side, brown hair falling over her shoulder, arches a brow in question, those caramel eyes of hers glitter in the morning light that’s peeking through the blinds.
“That scene always got me so fucking hard , Spooks.” I bring my arms down, swipe the knife, pull her to me and wrestle her under me, I hold her hands over her head with one hand.
When I see her tits have popped out of her shirt and as she struggles, my dick, hard because it’s morning but also now because she keeps rubbing against me, I growl.
“Quit moving or I’m going to slip my dick into you. ”
She stops.
“Don’t want me to fuck you?”
She shakes her head.
I dip my head down and tug one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking hard.
Her thighs spread farther apart and her back arches, shoving her tit deeper into my mouth.
I glower up at her, her face contorted in a mixture of agony and lust. I chuckle darkly.
She hates that it’s me making her feel good. “You like that, don’t you?”
She bites her lip and I reach down, playing with the side hem of her panties, “Fuck, Spooks. You’re fucking soaking .
” I pull the waistband of her panties up, her puffy little naked pussy lips trapping the material between them in the sexiest camel toe I’ve ever seen.
I pull them aside and hiss. “God you look… tiny .” My lizard brain sends signals to the beast in me. “Are you a virgin, Raven?”
She nods, lips curled in, eyes closed.
Excitement spreads throughout my entire body.
No wonder Jonas was so fucked up over her.
The glee I feel is like a child’s. He never fucked her.
Nobody has. I pull my cock out, rubbing the length of me over her slit, the head of my cock against her clit, hearing her breath hitching, watching the gentle bounce of her breasts with each breath.
All of this combined with the feel of her clit rubbing against me, watching her pussy get creamy… fuck it’s too much.
Except when I look at her face, tears are spilling over I lose my boner – quick .
I tuck myself back in and release her hands and she immediately slaps me, then with her foot she shoves me off the bed.
I fall to the floor and start tugging my clothes back on.
“I may be a son of a bitch but I’m not a fucking rapist. Tears don’t do it for me.
When and if I take you…” I tug her me and kiss her plump lips. “You’ll be begging for it.”
I let her shove me off and I walk out of the room, blowing her a kiss. “I’ll be back tonight, honey. Wait up or don’t.”
Later, after I get a bite to eat and I open the front door, I'm hit with Nerf gun bullets in the face. All weekend long she’s a fucking nightmare… Until I find a mask in her brother’s room and his Nerf gun and it’s game fucking on. I live with twelve other frat guys. This is nothing.
If I’m left unsuspecting? She finds a way to slap me with deli meat or cheese or a soggy tortilla.
When I shower, she turns off the boiler.
Which is fine. I need an ice-cold shower for my muscles but when I step out of the shower with my balls and cock shriveled.
.. she takes a fucking picture . I had to chase her around the house, cock out and ass naked until I finally caught her and deleted the thing.
At one point, the little prankster trips me by putting clear saran wrap at the bottom of the door leading into her room.
She then makes me face plant right into more saran wrap by putting it at eye-level and I fall on my ass.
Guess what else she does with the fucking saran wrap?
Puts it under the toilet seat so my piss goes all over the place.
Including my eleven-hundred-dollar Crystal Mesh Gucci shoes.
I spend the rest of my stay at Casa de Cuervos pissing in her little gothic garden filled with dahlias, black dragon roses and Votaniki Nightrider Lilies.
The only time she isn’t annoying the shit out of me is when she’s exhausted herself and she naps (I pull her in my lap) or she’s eating (my doing) or she’s reading.
Sunday morning I wake up, there’s a knife to my throat, and her rope tying skills are a lot better. Then a day of pranks and annoying me proceeds.
It's… it’s the most fun I’ve had in my life.
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She avoids me. All week.
So does Jonas.
Except late at night, when I can’t sleep, I sneak out of SDC, onto campus and into her dorm room and play with her palm-filling tits and then cuddle her.
Which is fucking ridiculous. Chase Prescott does not cuddle .
Chase Prescott fucks and discards … but lately the only way I can sleep more than two hours at a time is by…
holding her at night. By Thursday night, she was already waiting for me.
She pulls the blanket back when I kick off my shoes and climb into bed.
I push her tits together, thumbing her hard pink nipples trying to get both in my mouth, nipping, sucking, laving my tongue from one to the other.
I’m making a mess, loving the way they glitter with my spit.
“Come to the game on Friday, baby.” She tenses at the word.
“Come to the game. Wear my jersey. Put my number on your face. Please?”
She moves her shoulder in a shrug.
“Let me claim you at the party. Let them know you’re mine.
This isn’t about Jonas, anymore.” I admit.
I don’t know when this turned into her being stuck in my head at all times.
The need to be with her at all times. “I don’t want to hide this anymore.
I want them all to know you belong to me.
That I’m the one that gets to suck on these perfect fucking tits.
” I move my head further down, licking to her navel.
“That I get to kiss this pussy.” And I do.
I kiss her slit over her panties and she wiggles her hips.
“I know, I know.” She’s not ready. I’ve fucked my fist so much this week my wrist hurts.
I have to figure out how to get out of marrying Priscilla. If Raven belongs to the Prescott’s then she’ll belong to me . It’s all I can fucking think about when she's sleeping soundly next to me… even when she's thrashing… I like that I can soothe her with just the sound of my voice.
She doesn’t come to the game Friday night, in which we annihilated Black Thorne.
SDC house hosts the biggest fucking party.
People are puking in the front lawn, some down by the side in the bushes and there are people fucking on the back lawn.
It’s chaos. I’m thriving and drunk but I…
fuck, I think I miss her. I make my way through the woods, fully planning on sneaking back onto campus and into her dorm the same way I’ve been for the last four nights.
Then I catch movement out of my periphery. In the trees. A little spooky ghost waves at me. Her hair is down, my number is on her cheek, she’s wearing my fucking jersey and in her hands? Two bottles of beer. She hands me one and then tips it so we can clink our bottles and chug them together.
I put my arm over her shoulders and we walk through the woods using a different path than the one I usually take. It’s kinda creepy but she seems to know where she’s going so I let her lead us out to a field where there’s a pond. She walks to the dock and. She. Gets. Naked .
Then dives in.
Oh fuck yeah.
She swims to the deepest part, ripples of water kissing her face, everything but her nose is under the black abyss, peering at me.
I lose my clothes quick, diving right in, uncaring about the temperature and yank her to me.
Her body is cool compared to mine but that’s okay, I have enough warmth for the both of us.
Her naked chest is clashed against mine, nipples hard and my cock is so close to her perfect fat pussy, if I moved just right, I could easily slip in.
But I don’t want to take her virginity in a pond .
I pull away, only to glance down into her dark eyes, and the words bubble out of me before I can stop them. “You’re so beautiful, Raven.”
She smiles, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and runs her fingertips through the soft hair on the nape of my neck, sending chills down my spine.
Fuck, it feels so good. When she pulls, I groan and when she tilts her head back, she surprises me, going in for a kiss.
I feel heavy, like I’m floating, relaxed with her in my arms.
So relaxed…
“Fuck, Raven,” I mumble against her lips, “Let’s go back to your dorm room. I don’t want to do this in a pond. We can shower, get warm…”
But fuck, she licks into my mouth and my tongue follows, my dick harder now than before and I fucking devour her. Her taste, her spit, I want it all and she meets me with her own searing kiss. That’s the thing about virgins, get them in the right mood and they’re so fucking eager to please.
Jonas is a dumbass.
Except she freezes in arms and when I open my eyes, hers are already open, looking behind me. “What is it?”
She blinks at me and shakes her head, unwrapping her legs from around my torso and I’m so sleepy I’m just glad she’s swimming back to the dock, hoisting herself up like a natural mermaid. When she turns, her thighs spread, a beacon in the night.
I swim after her, my limbs exhausted but then hiss at the sight of her pussy and my mouth fucking waters.
I put my hands on her inner thighs and spread her farther apart.
“Raven…” I groan when I see the pinkest part of her.
“Can I kiss your sweet little pussy? I’ve been dying to taste you.
All of you. I want to eat your cunt and then spin you around and shove my tongue in your ass. I want to taste all you.”
Her breath hitches but she scoots down, her pussy at eye level to me, and I lean forward, resting my elbows on the dock, only to flatten my tongue up her slick cunt, and the way she throws her head back I can almost hear her moan.
I suck her clit into my mouth and her thighs quiver, caramel eyes peering down at me.
She looks wild, untamed, beautiful. I chuckle, “Do you like that? ”
She uses her hand to guide my head back to her and I feast, making her writhe, bucking her hips to meet my tongue. But then something fucking embarrassing happens. Not only am I losing my boner but I fucking yawn into her pussy. I pull away, she’s kinda fuzzy now.
Her brows scrunch up and she looks depleted, like I’ve kicked her puppy. I shake my head. “I’m sorry Spooks. I’m usually more alert while doing this. I’m just really exhausted…”
She looks so sad and starts closing her legs.
"It's just exhaustion. S’not you. We totally nanialated… nalialated … Black Thorm.” Fuck my tongue feels fat. “Can we just go back to your dorm? I really wanna… finish what we started. Maybe a shower and a nap and I’ll lick you from pussy to ass till you cream my face when I wake up.” I yawn again.
She smiles down at me then taps her lips twice with her fingers, spreads her thighs for me again and then taps her pussy with those same fingers, spreading her pussy lips, flashing that cute little clit at me.
I huff out a laugh. “One more kiss?”
Her smile, although fuzzy, is radiant.
“How could I deny you?” I lean down again. Licking, putting her entire pussy in my mouth, kissing and when her head tilts back again, I notice she’s swaying, like she can hear music playing in her mind.
She bucks her hips, her hand in my hair, guiding me where she needs me and then pushes off the dock, a little too hard, squeezing her thighs around my head.
I grip the tops of her thighs, my stomach recoiling when I realize I’m in the water and she’s shoving me down.
I’m trying to push up, kick my legs under the water but they’re not working right.
Cold pond water fills my mouth, alarms blaring in my brain to wake up, to go, to move but my heart, my muscles, they’re too slow.
It burns.
The agony, the water filling my lungs as I try to break free from her hold, it’s all so fucking heavy. Riordan …
Oh my god, I’m going to die here and Riordan will be left alone with my parents. Panic sets in but in my last struggle, submerged, I take in one last gulp instead of a breath and I feel when my heart stops.
There’s nothing there.
No light.
No sound.
Just the cold, black water, a void, accepting me as its own.
I told you, I never trusted Raven Monroe.