Chapter 28
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Ryan
I was so cooked. With every new thing I learned about Raven, I was pulled in farther.
She was a fucking black hole, and there’s no escaping her.
Not only was she a successful, badass businesswoman, but she also supported her parents.
I could hardly keep my cool during dinner while she was talking about them and everything she was doing for them.
‘Stick to the plan, Ryan,’ was on a loop in my brain.
When I listened to the details she shared about her childhood, I wanted to break something.
Rage coursed through me for what she’d been through, but Raven didn’t need a raving lunatic at that moment.
She was simply answering my question, which I had stupidly asked.
I had no idea her experiences as a kid influenced her spending habits as an adult, which were not too dissimilar from mine.
Glad she was vulnerable with me, I still itched to learn why everything about her up until college was scrubbed from public records.
Guilt nagged for having Rick look deeper into her past. I should’ve let her tell me on her own.
But if there was a chance it would reveal who was following her, I would do it ten times over.
Raven was intoxicating, and the last few hours with her had tested me in ways I didn’t think I would be tested.
Being in her presence caused a myriad of emotions to run through my body, and as we took the elevator up to the top floor of the building to her apartment, I balled my fists at my sides so hard my knuckles were white.
If I touched her, I wouldn’t make it inside.
I would’ve fucked her right there in the elevator and not given a damn who saw.
The elevator dinged, and I clenched my jaw as she fumbled with her keys.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I yanked the keys from her hand and swiftly opened the lock.
Before Raven knew what was happening, we were inside the foyer, and I was pushing her to the right toward the dining table.
I jerked her handbag from her arm and tossed it to the floor.
Claiming her mouth, I fumbled with my suit jacket buttons and wrenched it off my shoulders to follow the bag.
Raven reached her hands around to the back of her dress, and I broke the kiss to spin her to face the table.
Placing my hand between her shoulder blades, I pushed her face down on the ebony wood.
She gasped in surprise, and air hissed through her teeth as I yanked the zipper down her back, revealing the thinnest black lace bra and thong I’d ever seen.
I was salivating at the spot where the zipper ended just above her ass at the small of her back.
Good fucking god, I couldn’t wait to see her without so much fucking material hiding her body from me.
“Up,” I commanded, taking a step back.
She wasted no time hauling herself to stand while holding the dress in place. I gritted my teeth. She was doing that on purpose. “Take. It. Off,” I snarled. “Now.”
Her lips curled into a mischievous smile as she slid her arms out of the sleeves and let the dress fall.
My dick almost burst out of my pants at the sight of her.
The lace was useless as I could see every inch of her body.
My gaze trailed up from where the dress pooled on the ground, taking in her luscious thighs and hips that gave way to her perfect stomach.
Her nipples were swollen to points and she sank her teeth into her bottom lip as my eyes drank in her body.
I stepped back to her, coaxing her lip free with my tongue. My hands wandered over her shoulders to her tits and I caressed the taut skin with my fingertips. She moaned into my mouth, and I dropped my hands to her round ass, desperate to squeeze it as hard as I could.
Pulling my mouth away, I peered down at her. She was the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen, and she was mine. She might not know it yet, but she was.
“Take off my clothes,” I rasped.
Reaching for the buttons of my shirt, she carefully unbuttoned them.
With each movement I ached, my whole body thrumming with feverish need for her.
When she got to the buttons above my stomach I swatted her hands away and yanked the shirt over my head.
Wrapping my fingers around her throat, I pulled her to me, my lips unable to go without her any longer.
“Ryan,” she squeaked as I tightened my grip on her airway.
“What, baby?” I asked when she didn’t continue. “Use your words.”
She gasped, looking up at me with hooded eyes. I was so turned on by the effect my voice had on her. When I used my Zander voice, she melted like butter beneath my fingers.
“I…I need you,” she panted.
Smirking, I dug my fingers into the side of her neck even harder. “Need me to what, baby?” I whispered.
She squeezed her eyes closed. “I need you to fuck me. Right. Fucking. Now,” she said through tense jaws.
“My pleasure.”
Flicking the clasp of her bra, I ripped it away from her perfect breasts, and moved my free hand down her stomach.
Sliding into her panties and between her legs, I found exactly what I wanted.
Another moan sounded from deep within her chest and jolted through me like lightning.
“Take my cock out so I can sink into this perfect pussy that's already soaked for me.”
Raven moved like the wind to my belt and wrenched the leather free from the buckle.
She made quick work of the zipper, shoving my slacks and boxers down my thighs to the floor.
Sitting back on her heels, she admired my hardness.
She cautiously ran her hand over me all while she chewed her bottom lip.
It was like I was a rare luxury and she was mesmerized at the sight of me.
I dropped my head back at her touch, a groan sounding in the quiet room.
No other woman had made me feel like this, but Raven had me damn near exploding with just her fucking hand.
I looked down at her, marveling at how a creature of this world could be so transcendental.
She was a witch, and I was gladly under her fucking spell.
Unable to hold back, I pushed her hand away just as the pressure began to build at the base of my spine. The edging was torture, but I refused to come anywhere except inside her.
Dragging Raven up by her elbows, I led her down the hall to her bedroom.
I wanted to bend her over the table and fuck her into oblivion, but the first time I pushed inside her was going to be in a bed where she would be comfortable.
We weren’t fucking teenagers, no matter how we were crazy for each other, and I didn’t want her to be distracted by discomfort.
She was going to focus on nothing except my cock stretching her so deliciously.
In her room, I whirled her in front of me and backed her up until her legs met the bed, pushing her down onto the soft mattress.
I crawled over her, using my teeth to pull her panties down her thighs.
When I moved back up her body, I drank in her mouth like I was dying of thirst. Realizing I had forgotten a very important item in my pants that were still in the dining room, I untangled my tongue from hers, and she whimpered when I pulled away.
“One second, babe. I’ll be right back.”
She dug her nails into my back, the bite of pain deliciously shooting through my skin. “No. I told you before,” she panted. “We’re good. Please fuck me, Ryan.”
Fuck. The thought of pounding her bare unleashed an animal deep inside me. I searched her eyes. “Are you sure? I don’t need—”
Her eyes bore into me. “If you don’t shut the fuck up, I swear I’m going to tie your ass to the bed and take what I want,” she threatened, her tone no longer playful.
My mouth dropped open at her outburst, and for a moment I had no response. The image of her riding me flitted through my mind and I silently promised she would be doing that before that night was over.
The corner of my mouth turned up into a smile. “You’re so needy for my cock, aren’t you, baby?” The fire left her as she nodded and crumpled beneath me.
I notched myself at her slick entrance and pushed in just an inch before slamming all the way to the hilt.
She screamed at the invasion and wound her fingers into my hair as I pulled out painfully slowly.
She felt fucking spectacular, her body fitting perfectly with mine. If there was a heaven, she was it.
My hips thrust hard before picking up my pace. I reached between our bodies and circled my thumb over her sensitive clit.
“Oh fuck, Ryan. Fuck.”
Her moans and breaths were music to my ears.
I lost myself in her words and cries, the sounds giving pure euphoria.
Time didn’t matter in the supernova of our connected bodies.
“You’re fucking perfect, Raven,” I whispered into her hair.
“So fucking perfect. You take my cock like it was made for you.” I quickened my ministrations with my thumb as my orgasm began to build.
“I’m going to—” she groaned.
“Yes, baby, let it out. Let go with me.”
Her face tensed with pleasure. “Keep talking.”
I smiled, wondering how I got so lucky that my girl had a voice kink.
“That’s it. Come on my cock. Grip me so tight with your sweet pussy that I can’t help but unleash inside you.”
I rocked my hips into her with an upward motion, searching for the spot that would send her over the edge. “You’re mine, Raven. This pussy and all its orgasms belong to me now. Give it to me, baby. Give me all of you. I need your release more than fucking anything.”
“Yes! Fuck, Ryan!” she screamed.