Chapter 20 Rayna
Rayna
One Long Fucking Week Later
My house being so close to the city and the city starting to close off streets for the News Year’s Eve celebrations, everyone began taking off leading up to the day.
Jill, Teddy and the kids headed off to visit Teddy’s family in Tasmania to spend the New Year with them before heading back to New Zealand.
Aria and Courtney are away in glorious South Australia for a mother-daughter trip.
And Louie arranged to spend the New Year with some friends over in Western Australia but waited until the last, least street blocking day to head off, insisting on taking a cab so I wasn’t stuck in traffic.
Once I say goodbye to Louie at the door, I make my way to the lounge and plonk myself down next to Koby. His arm stretches over the back as I cuddle up next to him. Realising Koby and I are very much alone in the house, my heart begins to race.
His other hand takes one of mine, and he brings it to his mouth. “That was a fucking long-ass week.”
Laughing, I nod in agreement. It was an amazing week.
Beach hangs with everyone, cocktails by the pool.
Lazy summer meals. It was fabulous. But we have been reserved.
We have been affectionate this last week, but nothing past a bedtime make-out session.
And I’ll be honest, Jill has helped me mentally prepare myself.
I don’t know how she did it, but she really put my mind at ease.
It could’ve been the gentle sibling-style teasing or the fact she just sat and listened to me when I was talking about my feelings and insecurities for the past week.
Either way, I feel like I’m ready to do more than just rub up against Koby tonight.
“What do you feel like doing for dinner?” He asks, still holding my hand, kissing my wrist.
My heart races. I need to find the courage. “We could…perhaps I’m…” I stammer, losing my nerve.
He moves to face me more, lifting his arm up from behind me and tucking some hair behind my ear. “Take your time. Not like you to be so flustered.” He leans over and kisses my cheek. “Deep breath and collect your thoughts.” His lips brush against my jaw.
Inhaling deeply, I put my other hand on his and squeeze tightly. “I’m ready.”
Koby stills, pulling back to look at me. “You are?”
I nod. My teeth trap my bottom lip to avoid smiling too much. Like a weirdo.
He leans in and claims my mouth. Our kissing, urgent and ferocious. Our arms wrap around each other, gripping and pulling each other close to each other.
His hand trails down from my neck to grab my breast, causing me to gasp.
Peeking around to assess the room’s lighting. It’s not dark enough for me to comfortably be naked down here. I did not think this through. Fucking daylight savings time.
I’m rescued from my ‘naked in the full light’ fear by knocking. We break apart, and I get up. An idea crosses my mind. “I’ll get this and meet you upstairs?”
He nods as he rises from the lounge. “Okay.” And takes off up the stairs.
Passing the dining table, I see Louie’s phone sitting there and know it’s him. The knocking starts again and has turned urgent. Grabbing the phone, I swiftly head to the door, opening it to see Louie about to knock again.
“Sorry, Mum! I forgot my…”
I lift his phone, his face awash with relief.
“Yes! Thank you. Sorry. I have to make my flight.” He leans over to kiss my cheek and hightails it to the waiting cab parked in the narrow street.
I hang there, waiting for the cab to leave, before stepping back into the house and closing the door. Pausing as I look at the closed door. The deadbolt in my line of sight, firmly engaged. Hand still resting on the door, trying to steady my breath.
Turning and walking back into the lounge room, the house eerily quiet.
The late afternoon sun highlights the kitchen in bright orange.
Taking the stairs at a slow pace, the warm light from Koby’s room shines like a beacon as I make the last few steps.
He sits on the edge of the mattress, waiting for me.
The lamp’s warm, low light flattering. He looks so sexy.
He locks eyes with me as I clear the final step and inhales. Smiling, he pats the bed next to him, and I feel like I float towards him, taking my seat next to him.
Taking my hands, he asks, “You’ve had a few more moments. Are you sure you want to continue?”
His directness, and caring actions sets me ablaze, and I nod.
He leans and my courage pipes up. “And can you…not hold back?”
“Hold back?”
“Don’t restrict yourself because you are worried about what I might think? You said you were a take charge guy. So…take charge of me.”
He meets my neck and runs his tongue to my ear. “If you want me to stop. You just say stop, okay? And I’ll stop. I’m not into anything extreme, but if it’s too much for you, just say so?”
His warm breath against my skin causes goosebumps to rise down my arms. His hand grips my jaw and moves it so we are face-to-face. “You’ll tell me to stop if you need to, yes?”
I reply with “yes” on a breath, before he is devouring my mouth.
Claiming it as his own. His grip on my jaw slips to my neck.
Fingers drag across the delicate skin. He breaks his lips away from mine suddenly and moves to crouch in front of me.
His hands meet the top button of my linen shirt.
The light, the position I’m in, I’m going to be exposed, found out, I open my mouth to say stop. To turn the light off to hide myself.
“You are beautiful, Raven,” Koby says, looking me straight in the eyes. The sincere and lustful look on his face shows me he is speaking truthfully, and my stomach flutters. And I believe him.
He continues to unbutton each one, leaning in to kiss down the middle of my chest and stomach, until he can shuck off my shirt.
My eyes are drawn to his deliberate movements.
Worshipping each centimetre of my skin. He stalks up my body, causing me to lie down.
His face inline with mine again, he dips down, skipping my lips and kissing down my jaw, my neck, my shoulders.
His teeth bite down and pull at my bra strap until it’s down my shoulder.
As he moves to the next shoulder, his hand slips underneath me and unclasps my bra, stripping it down my arms. His mouth kisses down and takes a nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around and sucking.
My back arches into him when he moves to the other one, his hand squeezing and pinching the freed nipple.
Moaning in approval only spurs him on to grip and suck harder.
My hands glide up his arms and grip the back of his shirt to yank it off.
I want to feel his skin against mine. He releases my nipple to allow me to slip it over his chest, his skin brushing my stomach as he returns to suck and grasp my nipples again.
His hands drop down to my waistband to help me wiggle them off as I attempt to push his down too, which he takes over for me.
I don’t give myself time to marvel at his body as I reach my arms around his torso.
Drawing him close to me. Revelling in his skin against mine.
The warmth, the weight. His arms propped up around me.
Caging me in.
Capturing me.
His cock presses against my pussy. He rubs it against my wetness, coating him. Hitting my clit as his flicks his hips up. I moan on the third clit hit and my hips rise to him.
He rises slightly, “I just have to grab a condom.”
“I’ve been tested recently,” I blurt out. “And I had my tubes removed a few years ago.”
“My last tests came back clear,” he replies, capturing my mouth. Kissing me over and over.
My patience, running thin. Desperate for his attention where I need it the most. Another moan escapes my lips as hips roll again.
He raises himself off me. Breaking all contact with me. My eyes fly open to see him kneel between my legs. The light highlighting his muscles on his heavily tattooed arms.
His hands rest on my knees, digging his fingertips in.
He goes back to slowly rolling his hips, pushing his cock through my folds. Ignoring my bundle of nerves. My eyes flutter closed. The movement stops.
“Eyes open, Raven,” he commands.
Slowly opening my eyes. Koby smirks at me.
“Keep those eyes on me.” He moves again. “I want to watch you get frustrated.” Slow movement. “Flustered and then falling apart.” He hits my clit. “Can you handle that?”
I will my eyes not to roll into the back of my head, so I bite my bottom lip and nod at him.
“That’s my good girl.”
Moaning at the sentence I’ve been craving to hear, combined with him rubbing his cock against me.
“You look so good. I can’t wait to make this pussy mine.”
Groaning, I can’t help but get impatient again. Raising my hands up to his stomach. His hand collects my wrists and pushes them above my head. He’s hovering over me. His breath across my lips.
“Uh uh. Not yet.”
I break. “I need you.”
“I know.” He presses down on my wrists. “But I’m in charge, remember?”
All I can do is nod, because this is exactly what I want. What I have been coveting.
“Keep your hands where they are until I tell you to move them.”
Nodding, I comply. Keeping my arms above my head.
His hands trail down my arms. Digging into my skin, sweeping down my sides.
Stopping to grip my hips as he rises to his knees again.
He runs his cock through my pussy again, and I have to hold back the urge to move towards him.
On his next thrust, he eases his cock into me gradually.
Staring deliberately into my eyes as mine flutter and struggle to stay open.
Giving in to the feeling I haven’t felt in So. Fucking. Long.
Running his hands along my thighs. Koby stays sheathed, pressing himself against me, rolling his hips.
Pushing out a moan from me. He takes it as a cue and moves his hand, gently stroking my aching clit.
My eyes trail down his arm, tattooed muscles strained with the movement. Another moan draws out of me.
“Now…you can close your eyes,” he instructs. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I feel his thumb move in quicker circles.
He builds me up and then stops, feeling closer and closer each time.
More intense. I clench around his cock, lying dormant in me.
Wishing it would build up friction from the inside.
The last build up, his hips begin to move and, fuck me literally, it’s amazing.
I’m so close to coming from him edging me so much, I’m murmuring and splattering his name, his nickname, cursing.
I can’t keep up, hardly remember what I’m saying.
It’s a solid acceleration towards a euphoric explosion.
I shatter around his cock as I feel him erupt and his cock throb.
I peel my eyes open, and he hasn’t moved. His cock still buried. His fingers grazing up and down my thighs. I move my arms, but stop myself. He smirks, tracking my movement.
“You catch on quick. Looks like you need to be rewarded.”
The possibilities are tantalising. What will he do?
He draws himself out of me, bowing down and firming licking my nipple. I suck in a breath. He does the same on the next one, this time taking my pert nipple into his mouth and biting it. My hands itching to get tangled in his hair.
“Can I move my arms?” I breathe.
“Yes.”
Not needing a second invitation, my hands fly into his hair, gripping as he feasts on my nipples, squeezing my breasts as he bites and sucks.
He’s turning me on so much, I want to change positions.
Push him onto his back and straddle him.
Bury his cock so deep I can hardly breathe.
He moves onto his side, facing me. His hand moves to my pussy.
He traps one of my arms under his side, and the other grips onto his shoulder.
I move my hand to his chest but before I can push him on his back, he pushes me further into the mattress, pinning one of my legs under his and pushing my hand above my head again.
“I don’t think so.” Koby chuckles and thrusts his tongue into my mouth and his hand is back on my pussy.
I’m pinned, but my body moves with his strokes as I moan.
He breaks away from me and kisses down the middle of my breasts.
His tongue licking and kissing. I’m getting close to the second orgasm he’s drawing out of me.
He’s being relentless. Thrusting his fingers in and out of my pussy, his palm rubs against my swollen and sensitive nub, whispering praise in my ear.
As soon as he utters, “Good girls get rewarded,” my climax comes on strong as I shatter around his fingers.
Koby unpins me, moving from firm grips to gently grazing his fingers across my body. Kissing my face, shoulder, neck. Whatever he can reach.
“Lived up to expectations?” Koby breaks the silence.
“Mmm-hmm” is all I can muster as my eyes get heavy. I’m spent and sated.