Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Her lips are red, puffy, and parted as she tries to stay quiet. Her smoky eyes flutter, and nothing in this second could tear my gaze away.
The world could stop spinning, but this second, this moment, it’s just her and me.
“Open your eyes, beautiful.” She blinks up at me, and I see the second she goes over.
“That’s my girl.” I pull her in tight, turning the vibrator off as she buries her face in my chest, her breath shaky.
“Let’s go,” I say, moving us past the cameras and questions. All of this means nothing. I don’t hide, and I don’t give a fuck what they print. They know better than to slander me. But Raven doesn’t need assholes following her around. She slides into the car, and I follow.
“Where to, Mr. Powers?” Iain looks back at me, respectfully ignoring my Lolita sitting quietly next to me.
“Home.” The car pulls out onto Melrose Boulevard, and I pull Raven into my arms.
“Open your legs, baby.” I kiss her forehead and she obeys. My hand slides up her thigh to pull the small vibrator out.
She turns so she can see me. I caress her cheek. “Are you a monster or a good guy?” It’s almost a whisper, a small puff of sweet air.
“Jury’s out on that.” My thumb gently rubs and dips in and out of her slick, wet core. She tries to shut her legs and move away as she points at Iain. I cock my head, then pull her completely onto my lap, my legs spreading her open as she tries to stay quiet. Iain knows better than to turn around.
“Quiet.” Lightly biting her earlobe, I slide my fingers deep inside her. One hand grabs my forearm as the other one makes sure her dress is covering my hand.
In and out, I finger fuck her tight, sweet pussy. She may be staring straight ahead, but her greedy pussy, which I’m just starting to train, knows what it wants and grabs on to my fingers. I pick up speed, then pull out and rub her wet juices on her swollen nub.
“Iain? Can we have some music, please? Anything but the Stuffed Muffins.” She’s biting her lower lip so hard, trying to be silent, but her cunt is wet. And with every stroke in and out of her, you can hear it in the soundless car.
I kiss her cheek as Billie Eilish spills through the back of the Mercedes, the speakers so clear that I growl with satisfaction.
“Mine, this is mine.” She stiffens as if unsure as to what she should do. Her hands reach forward to grab the seat in front of us.
“Me, Raven, I’m all you need.” My two fingers are thrusting deep into her hot, swollen core. My cock is leaking, but her release is more important.
“Close your eyes.” She nods, taking small, quiet gasps, her nails digging into my wrist.
“Come,” I whisper, biting and sucking on her earlobe.
Her pussy latches onto my fingers and holds them, pulsing in waves. Grabbing the back of her hair tight, I say, “Kiss me.” I groan into her parted lips and her breath seems to be only for me. Her cherry lips taste like sweet wine, and our tongues twist together, my fingers staying deep inside her as she continues to contract.
“Sir, we’re here.” Iain clears his voice as I break away.
Slowly I pull my fingers out of her. She slides off my lap, smoothing her dress.
“Thank you, Iain. Sweep the property, and I’ll see you tomorrow.” He doesn’t look back and exits the car.
Iain keeps the fucking crazy people away from me and what’s mine. He doesn’t ask questions, and is not afraid to get his hands dirty. I pay him a fortune. He’s worth it.
I turn to look at Raven, a wave of possessiveness coming over me as she tries not to yawn.
“Come on, let’s go to bed.” I open the door and she reluctantly scoots out. Before she can protest, I sweep her up, ignoring Patty’s shocked face. She holds the door for us, and I carry Raven up the stairs, two at a time. I’ll take her to her room since she stayed with me last night. That’s enough.
She sighs as if she knows my thoughts, and my arms tighten. That possessive, almost caveman-like feeling sweeps over me again.
Goddammit. I’m hesitating… the fuck is wrong with me? I don’t hesitate, don’t question my needs.
I take.
This will end, but fuck it, I’m a shit. A selfish dick. She feels good, and I want her right now.
It’s as simple as that.
I. Want. Her.
Turning, I kick open my bedroom door. I have zero intention of ending us yet.
RAVEN
“Raven?” I groan. My eyes feel like they have weights on them.
“No, it’s too early. I’m on vacation, summer break,” I mumble as I roll to his side of the bed and snuggle my nose in his pillow.