Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
Ryan
Raven’s hand moved down her body so seductively I thought I was going to fucking lose it right there in my pants.
My cock was almost in pain at the sight of her sitting in that professional desk chair, legs splayed with her pussy only covered by a thin sliver of cloth.
I’d never seen a woman so sexy in my life, her eyes hooded with need and her mouth slightly parted, inviting me to taste those full lips.
Adjusting myself in my jeans, I watched her eyes zero in on the movement. When she bit her lip, my pulse raced and if I thought I was doomed before there was no question about it now.
Her hand finally settled to cup her pussy, and I longed to be that hand. Moving up and down over her panties, I ground my teeth together as I tracked her fingers. She pulled her thong to the side and bared everything to me as I watched with rapt attention.
Even in the dim light, she was fucking flawless.
Fully clothed, yet she was displaying the most intimate part of herself, and it was driving me wild.
The gleam of the city behind me was just enough to show she was glistening with arousal.
I momentarily forgot I was supposed to be talking her through it like I knew she wanted even though she hadn’t said it.
“Soak your hand in your wetness,” I directed.
Without hesitation, her fingers slid over her center before she dipped her middle into her pussy. Pumping a few times, she coated it with arousal. I gripped the arms of the chair to keep from launching myself at her and burying my face in her perfect cunt.
The quick breaths spilling from her lips filled the room, and I cleared my throat. “How wet are you for me, baby?” I asked as her closed eyes fluttered open. A whimper was the only response she gave.
“Use your words, Raven,” I growled.
Chest surging, she panted, “I…I’m drenched.” Her voice was barely a whisper, but her heavy breaths were powerful.
“Fuck, yes, you are. Good job, baby. Do you want to stroke that needy clit, now?”
Her head fell back against the chair, and a moan tore from her lips. “Y-yes. Please.”
“Hearing you beg is going to be the fucking end of me. Do it, baby. Rub your clit for me.”
She raised her head back up and stared straight into my soul as she moved her fingers to stroke small circles around her clit.
Goddamn, what I wouldn’t do to latch my teeth onto it and sink my fingers inside her.
That perfect body would be mine eventually.
For now, I had to draw this out, this one time with her before she knew what I looked like.
Not knowing how she would react to my appearance was in the back of my mind, not to mention I was seven years younger.
But no matter how much she gave me, I would always crave more.
She cried out into the empty office. “I’m…I’m close,” she heaved. “Fuck, Ryan.”
I was on her in an instant, grabbing her hand and pulling it away from her pussy as she protested the loss of stimulation. “No,” she whined.
My hood came within centimeters from her face. “I told you I was Zander tonight, didn’t I?”
She looked up at me wide eyed and nodded.
“Say it.”
“Zander,” she whispered.
“Fuck,” I groaned, bringing the edges of the hood down around her face so she was in the darkness with me. Moving her hand back between her legs, I pulled back slightly to see her face. I wanted to watch her just as much as I wanted to hear her.
“Make yourself come for me,” I said as I let go of her wrist.
“Fuck, Zander. Fuck, I’m going to…oh fuck, I’m coming.”
As I watched her lose herself to pleasure, I desperately wanted my hands on her. The orgasm spurred a melody of moans and whimpers that took every ounce of restraint I had. As she quieted, I gripped her chair to try to steady my breathing, but her hard breaths snapped my control.
Bringing my gloved hand to her mouth, I tapped her lips with my fingers. When she opened on instinct I slid the leather in, my voice charged with supremacy. “Suck.”
Moaning around the material, her tongue worked through the glove and fuck, this woman’s mouth. I couldn’t wait to shove my cock into it.
A pop met my ears as I pulled my fingers from her mouth and dropped my hand between her thighs.
Raven watched with her beautiful emerald eyes as I pressed the leather into her, drenching it in her need before caressing her sensitive clit.
Eyes rolling back, she was lost to me, mine to command, but I only wanted her release all over my glove.
“One more, baby. Give me one more.”
As she groaned at my words, I picked up the pace before sliding my first finger down to her entrance and pushed it in. She wailed at the intrusion, and her walls clenched around me. Bringing my thumb to her clit, I massaged while curling my finger deep inside her.
”Come on my hand, baby,” I said.
In seconds she screamed and fell apart for me, her pussy fluttering as she came again. When I finally fucked her, I was in for it. She was a goddess, and I was going to give her endless orgasms.
Opening her eyes after she came back to herself, I left my hand where it was.
Her gaze was questioning, but I didn’t care.
Savoring the feel of her for a few more moments, I reluctantly pulled my hand away and a hiss left her lips at the withdrawal.
I drew my mask down, knowing she couldn’t see inside the hood, and brought my fingers to my mouth.
She gasped as I licked and sucked every drop of her off them before pulling the mask down and moving my head close to hers.
Positioning the hood around her face again, I took her breath into my lungs.
Without warning, I crashed my mouth to hers, relishing her sweet lips and making sure she tasted herself on my tongue.
Soft and hungry, she completely surrendered, trembling beneath my touch.
I devoured her thoroughly before I drew back and repositioned my mask over my mouth and nose just in case, pulling my hood low again. She stared at me open-mouthed, like she’d forgotten how to move.
“Until next time, gorgeous,” I said, rounding the desk and walking to the door. The chair swiveled and she peered at me from behind her monitors, legs still wide open. Smiling under the mask, I slipped out the door, leaving her ruined behind me.
As soon as I got in my car I took my dick out and came in about thirty seconds into tissues I kept in the glove compartment.
Double checking there were no other cars on this level, I had half a mind to drive around the garage until I found Raven’s car.
I would have waited until she came out and then bent her over the hood and fucked her raw like I wanted to in her office.
It wouldn’t matter if anyone saw us with her skirt hiked up around her waist and me drilling her from behind.
Fuck. I shook my head and tossed the tissues into a plastic shopping bag on the floor in front of the passenger seat.
An idea clicked into my mind at the fantasy of finding Raven’s car, and I smiled at the opportunity to fuck with her a bit more.
Shifting into drive, I backed out of the spot, slowly circling downward until “Level 2” appeared.
Spying the door to the building, I noted the cars near it.
I assumed Raven would park near the building entrance and would’ve laid every cent I had on her being the first to park in the garage each morning. Three cars were parked in the vicinity of the door, two black and one gray. A better stalker would have known what type of car she drove.
As I pulled into a space a few spots down, I was thankful for my tinted windows.
With all the spaces on the opposite side empty, I knew I would look suspicious if I backed into one facing the door.
Twenty minutes passed on the dashboard clock, and I was wary Raven had left while I was up two levels beating off.
The door opened as I was about to back out, and Raven walked into view looking completely put together.
It was like I hadn’t made a mess out of her forty-five minutes ago.
Even in the terrible garage lighting, she was beautiful.
The pencil skirt she wore hugged her delicious curves, and I berated myself for not making her bend over her desk earlier.
The urge to see her ass walking in those heels and nothing else had me ready to go again.
She was relaxed, unlike she had been the day I’d followed her from her apartment.
That thought lingered in the back of my mind, and I hoped I heard from Rick soon.
Something had set my girl on edge, and I was going to find out what it was.
I doubted Raven needed to be protected, but maybe she could use someone to help sharpen her claws.
The black Lexus sedan backed out of her spot and turned the corner. I knew the way to her apartment so I let her get a good start. Exiting the garage and turning onto the downtown street, I looked for the silver emblem on the back of her car.
Weaving through traffic until I spotted her, I eased my car into the lane behind her.
When she noticed she was being followed, her driving morphed into caution.
I tailgated her onto the quiet street she took to throw me off.
Detour after detour, she eventually headed the opposite direction of her apartment.