20. Sawyer #3
Hours could have passed, and I’d be none the wiser.
Time is fucking relative, and right now I’m lost to every move this goddess makes.
The way she’s massaging me feels magical, eliciting sensations I’ve never experienced before.
I should be ashamed of the noises I’m making, should be embarrassed by the way I’m whimpering and writhing at her touch, but I’m too lost in the ecstasy.
Utter euphoria crashes into me, out of nowhere, engulfing my entire body.
I can’t concentrate, can’t think straight as wave after wave of pleasure courses through me.
I’m vaguely aware that my mouth is making sounds, but everything sounds foreign to me.
This orgasm is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, lasting far longer than I expect it to.
All I can do is succumb as the sensation washes over me.
When pleasure finally releases its grip on me, I look down, and Raven has the biggest smile on her face. Fuck, I would do anything to make her look like that again.
“What the fuck was that? Did you cast some sort of spell on me?”
“Don’t ruin this moment by opening your mouth.” There’s humor in her eyes, and I know she’s teasing me. Kind of.
“Seriously, what did you just do to me? It didn’t feel like a normal orgasm.”
“It’s called a dry prostate orgasm.”
“Come again?”
“You just did.” She smirks. “It’s when you have an orgasm without ejaculating. You don’t even have to get hard. It’s actually better when you don’t.”
I glance at my dick, and sure as fuck she’s right. “You made me come hands-free?”
“Technically no? I used my hands, just not on your dick.”
“I’m not gonna argue technicalities with you.”
Raven climbs off the bed, and I watch as she saunters to the bathroom. My entire body still feels tingly, and I drop my head back, listening as she washes her hands. The bed jostles as she climbs back in next to me. “I want you to spend the night. Don’t worry, I’ll wash your pants.”
My head whips to hers, the sudden movement making the room spin slightly. “Are you sure?”
“I really like you. I think you’re good for all of us, but before this goes any further, I need to know how badly you snore or fart in your sleep.”
Laughter bubbles out of me. “That’s a dealbreaker for you?”
“Maybe. I’ve never spent the night with someone before.”
I’m stunned by her honesty. I reach up to tuck her silver strand of hair behind her ear and cup her cheek.
“Kris and I didn’t share a bed. And I’ve never let someone I’ve been intimate with sleep over.”
“If you want me to stay in this bed, I’ll stay in this goddamn bed until you tell me to move, madame.”
“So you really like me, huh?”
I pull her forehead to my mouth, pressing a kiss there. “You tell me to jump, and I’ll jump. So how high?”
She pulls back to look up at me. “Would you let me fuck you?”
“Ray, I would let you do whatever you want to me. Isn’t that obvious?”
“Don’t worry, I won’t peg you with your own dick. We’ll work up to that.”
“I can’t tell if you’re kidding.”
She laughs as she nestles into me, the sound melodic and soothing. I will do anything to hear it every day for the rest of my life. I am one hundred percent in love with this woman.
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The next morning I awake to an empty bed and the sound of laughter wafting up from downstairs. I grin, knowing the same noise that soothed me to sleep is waking me up. I pull on my freshly laundered pants neatly folded next to the bed.
Raven’s face lights up when she sees me enter the kitchen, and I nod at all the moms gathered.
“Dad!” Jane says, a hint of surprise in her voice. “Did you spend the night too?”
I tug on the back of my neck, debating how to answer.
“He did,” Raven says, saving me. “I was hearing noises, and I asked him to stay.”
“What kind of noises?” McKenna asks, suddenly interested.
Raven swallows, and I hide my grin as she tries to come up with something to appease them. “Just, uhh… well, there was tapping on the window. And I thought I heard the TV turn on even though I already shut it off.”
“I told her it sounded like ghosts.” Raven rolls her eyes as I continue. “But she knew I was the perfect person to help her.”
“How did she know that?” Jane asks.
“Because of my socks.”
Everyone’s attention turns to me in confusion, or anticipation.
“She knew I could help with her ghost problem because I have my pair o’ normal socks.”
The room is silent for several seconds before the moms snicker, and the girls groan.
“Dad. That’s so lame.”
Raven mouths the words, “Thank you.”
An alarm goes off on my phone, and I pull it out of my pocket, smiling at the words “Leave now to drop off Jane.” My eyes find Raven again, and I nod in thanks.
“Alright, kiddo. We should probably head out,” I say, walking to the door to pull on my shoes.
“Do we have to go?” Jane whines as she trudges over.
“I promised your mom I’d have you to her by nine.”
“But I don’t wanna leave. McKenna and I were having so much fun. I wanna stay here forever.”
“I’d love that, but it’s your mom’s day. Maybe next weekend, okay?”
She sighs and slips on her shoes. “Okay.”
There’s a knock on the door right as I grab the knob and pull it open to find Jocelyn’s face scowling back at me.