Chapter 16 #2
So, instead of taking his time and indulging in an hour-long taste of her, Ravage tongued her clit as he stared into her eyes.
He’d learned over their vacation that she did not like to be fingered while receiving head unless he was playing with her G-spot, and he had no problem with that.
He could make her come with his tongue alone.
Ravage had taken to looking her in the eyes while he pleasured her. He’d discovered that while he enjoyed seeing the pleasure that swirled within them, his watching her made her even wetter.
Taking her clit back into his mouth, Ravage sucked on it, pressing his tongue against it each time.
“Ravage, please.” It was a whispered plea, and he knew exactly what she was asking for. She wanted to cum, and he wouldn’t deny her.
He sucked her clit faster, adding more pressure with his tongue. Karter moved against him, and it was only a couple of minutes before he felt her legs shake. Clitoral orgasms came quickly for her.
“Ravage.” Her eyes fluttered. “I’m about to cum.”
When her eyes came dangerously close to closing, Ravage bit her clit, and they shot open as she released a deep moan, a split second before informing him she was cumming.
She shook through her orgasm as he slowly licked up and down her slit. She jumped slightly with each pass he made over her clit before he placed a kiss on her lower lips. Ravage moved up to hover over her and kissed her softly, slipping his tongue into her mouth, leading her in a slow kiss.
When he pulled away, he rolled off her and went into the bathroom to get a warm towel to clean her up. Once he had cleaned her up and was in bed beside her, he turned off the bedside light as she snuggled into him.
“What did those men want?” she questioned on a yawn, and Ravage wrapped his arm around her.
“I’ll tell you when we wake up. Get some sleep, Kaere.”
17
Ravage wrapped his arm around Karter’s waist and pulled her back against him.
They were there supervising the setup for the homebrew contest he’d spoken to Abe and Clint about three weeks ago.
They’d contacted him three days after their initial meeting and requested to use his bar.
They’d decided on a time that the three of them could get together and iron out the details.
Once they’d gone over the details, they chose dates for the two-day event and set a time for him to let them and their crew in the day before to set up. Ravage had no issue with the offer, and Abe brought a certified check that morning.
Karter shifted, and Ravage looked down at her. She’d been trying to help the entire time they’d been there, and he would not allow her to do so. Their job at the moment was supervising. From what Ravage could tell, the crew would be done in about an hour, and then they could go.
“Are you okay, Kaere?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine, Ravage,” she responded.
He unwrapped his arm from around her waist and grabbed her hand, pulling her to his office in the back. Ravage closed and locked the door behind them. He pulled Karter over to his desk, picked her up, and sat her on top of it, leaning down to kiss her.
Her arms came up to drape over his shoulders, and she allowed his tongue to lead hers in the kiss. When Ravage went to pull away, she whined against his lips, taking his bottom lip between her teeth, pulling it slightly before letting it go.
“If you need me to make you cum, just tell me,” he said.
“I didn’t say—”
“You called me Ravage,” he cut her off, informing her with a smirk.
“Okay, so maybe I’m a little turned on,” she stated. “But I can wait until we’re done here.”
“Or,” Ravage started, leaning in, placing his lips to her ear. “I can fuck you on this desk.”
Karter shook her head. “There are people here, and we both know I’m incapable of being quiet.”
That caused him to chuckle because she wasn’t wrong. He slid his hands up her thighs. “Should we try to see if you can?”
She raised a brow at him. “For everyone out there to just hear me, anyway. Not a chance.” She pulled him back down and pecked his lips. “But we can see if we can disturb my neighbors when we get done here,” she told him with a coy smile.
“I like the sound of that.” Ravage helped her off the desk, then readjusted himself a bit.
The two of them headed back out front to continue overseeing the setup. Karter sat on a barstool, and she caught his eye, licking her lower lip slowly. Ravage shook his head at her as she smirked. This was going to be a long hour.
“Fuck, Kaere,” Ravage groaned out as he came. He kept bouncing her on his dick, feeling her tighten around him. He knew that she was close to cumming again.
“Ravage!” she exclaimed as she shook on top of him, her orgasm ripping from her. A second later, she collapsed on his chest.
He ran his hand up and down the small of her back, and they lay like that for several minutes before he sat up, leaning against the headboard. He scratched gently at her scalp, and Karter sighed contentedly.
He stood up, his semi-hard dick still inside her, and headed to the bathroom.
Ravage grabbed the base of his dick, holding the condom as he placed Karter on the countertop.
He reached in, turning on the shower, before slipping the condom off.
He tied it off, wrapped it in a paper towel, and threw it into the trash.
Ravage helped Karter off the countertop and into the shower, then got in behind her.
She leaned back against him, and he knew she was tired.
They’d finished up at Purgatory around three.
Once they’d gotten back to her place, he spent the past several hours giving her what she’d been subconsciously asking for at the bar.
It was now going on eight o’clock, and he knew they both needed to eat once they’d finished showering.
When they got out and were dressed, Ravage let Karter choose what she wanted to eat and placed the order. As they waited for it to arrive, they settled on the couch to find something to watch. He let her choose, not really minding what they watched.
Once the food arrived, they continued to watch the movie she had settled on. It was almost eleven when he looked down and found her fast asleep. She’d moved to lay her head in his lap after they finished eating.
Ravage grabbed the remote and turned the television off before slowly sliding from under her. Picking her up, he took her into the bedroom, laid her down, and pulled the cover over her.
Returning to the living room, he cleaned up anything they’d left out and double-checked the door was locked before he joined her in bed, pulling her into his arms and closing his eyes.
Karter rolled over in bed, feeling around beside her, only to come up empty.
She slowly opened her eyes as she continued to feel around and found the spot warm.
Sitting up, she stretched, the sheet falling to her waist. It was then that she remembered she was naked.
She’d woken up in the middle of the night and decided, even though she was sore, she wanted her boyfriend again.
Karter wasn’t surprised. She got that way for a few days after her cycle ended.
Before she was dating Creed, she simply would have taken care of herself. However, she didn’t have to worry about that and took full advantage of it, and he didn’t seem to have an issue with it.
Slipping out of bed, Karter could hear his voice coming from the living room. She figured he was talking on the phone and went into the bathroom. She washed her face and brushed her teeth, then turned the shower on, and a minute later, Ravage walked in.
“How’d you sleep?” he questioned.
“I slept good. How’d you sleep?”
“Same, until your neighbor came banging on the door this morning.”
Karter scrunched her nose. She thought she’d vaguely heard someone knocking earlier but chalked it up as a dream.
“What did they want?” she asked.
“To request that we not be so loud next time,” he told her with a smirk.
Karter shook her head, laughing. Stopping when she looked him over. Creed was only in a pair of boxers, and she raised a brow at him.
“Which neighbor was it?” she inquired.
“The one to the left.”
“I figured that, but was it the woman who lives there?”
Creed furrowed his brow at her. “No, it was a man at the door.”
“Okay,” Karter responded before stepping into the shower.
She was only in there for a few seconds by herself before Creed stepped in behind her. He pulled her back into his body, leaning down to nip at her neck.
“No need to be jealous, Kaere.”
“I’m not jealous. I just don’t want you answering the door in boxers if she comes over. She runs men through that place like a car wash when he’s away for work,” she responded with a shrug.
“And you actually think I’m going to be one of those men?” he asked, beginning to pull his arms from around her.
Karter brought her hands up to stop him. “No, I just don’t want her thinking she has a chance, because I wouldn’t look good in orange,” she answered, and he chuckled.
Karter in no way believed he would do anything like that to her, but she had seen the way the woman next door liked to operate, and she didn’t need her neighbor thinking that Creed would be her next target. Karter was not having that, and she would make it known if it came down to it.
After getting dressed, she volunteered to make them breakfast, even though it was going on afternoon.
The contest would start at three, and she knew Creed would want to be there.
He didn’t like people in Purgatory when he wasn’t.
She had volunteered to go with him, but he’d told her it would be several hours, and he didn’t want her to be bored.
So instead, she planned to catch up on a series she’d started, and then she would have dinner with Ilia and Eva. She rarely hung out with the other waitresses, but Ilia had invited them both, and she got together with her occasionally.
Once they’d finished eating, Creed helped her clean the kitchen before he grabbed his keys and his phone.
“It’ll be late tonight when I get back,” he told her.
Karter nodded. “Okay. Try not to have too much fun.”
He approached the couch where she was sitting, leaning down to peck her on the lips. “Yes, because it’s going to be so hard not to.”
Karter laughed, Creed kissing her on the forehead before he headed out the door.
She settled in to binge-watch a few episodes before it was time for her to meet Ilia and Eva.
It had been a while since she’d had a girl’s night, or whatever they were having, with someone other than her mother.
She would like to say it was because she’d been spending her time with Creed, but even before they’d started dating, she had never been one who enjoyed going out and preferred to be by herself most of the time.
Starting the episode she’d left off on, she was excited to see if the main couple were going to find out they were going to have a baby or not. She hadn’t been able to watch in the past few days, and she was on pins and needles wanting to know.