Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
“This time I’m not pulling back.”
I hope the fallout isn’t earth-shattering because I’m too far gone for Raven. I can’t stop this collision course we are on.
I kiss a line down her neck and across her collarbone.
“Lift your arms,” I command, and she does.
I drag the white shirt over her head, discarding it somewhere behind me. Stepping back, I take her in. Perfect pale skin and ample breasts covered by a lacy white bra. My hands make quick work of removing that, too, as I continue my trail of kisses until I’m at the swell of her breast.
I pull a nipple into my mouth, my tongue alternating between flicks and sucks. She moans, which drives me on. Her ankles lock behind my back, pulling me into her. My cock strains against my trousers in reaction to being this close to her.
My arm circles her waist, holding her in place while my free hand massages her other breast. I grind my full length against her center, and she cries out.
“Please, don’t stop this time,” she begs.
“No way in hell.”
My lips crash against hers again, and I sweep my tongue over hers, relishing the taste of mint on her breath. She moans when my hand runs up her thigh, trailing over her panties.
Her hands land on my chest, pushing me away, and for a moment, my heart stops. But it quickly restarts when she lifts her hips to pull her skirt and knickers down her legs, discarding them over my shoulder, where her shirt lies on my floor.
I take her in, completely bared to me.
She’s more than I could’ve dreamed up. She’s everything.
“Raven, I—” I shake my head at a loss for words as she sits up, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“If you say a word to stop this, so help me, Charles . . .”
A growl tears through me, need steamrolling me into feeling things I never have felt before. Possessive. I want to own Raven. If only for tonight.
“No. I’m not stopping this,” I say, running my tongue over my bottom lip as I take her in. “Tonight. Right now. You’re mine.”
I take a step forward, brushing my lips against hers.
“I’ve got a bad feeling about this,” she whispers.
“Very bad,” I agree. “Horrible idea, but I don’t fucking care. Do you?”
Please say no.
I might die if she ends things now. But I won’t move forward without her consent.
“Take off your clothes.”
She only has to tell me once. Within seconds, my trousers, briefs, and shirt have been discarded, and I stand naked before her.
Her eyes widen, and her teeth rake in her bottom lip.
My mouth claims hers again, and she pushes her breasts into me. My muscles tighten under her palms as she strokes my chest. My heart pounds as she wraps her fingers around my cock with one hand and palms my balls with the other.
“Bloody hell, Raven.” I groan against her lips. “That feels—”
Her hand moves up and down my shaft, and I’m not sure how long I can allow her to do it.
I sweep papers off my desk, leaning her back and putting both palms on either side of Raven’s head.
“You’re so beautiful, Rae,” I say, smiling down at her before I lean in for another kiss. Her hands skim over my chest and run up to my shoulders. I shift, moving between her legs, and line my cock up with her center.
I look into her eyes. “Last chance, sunshine.”
She shakes her head. “Do. Not. Stop.”
I push myself in, stopping when I’m halfway to allow her walls to adapt to my size.
“Please,” she begs, and I push in, my dick slamming as far as possible. A moan of pleasure escapes her, and I take that as permission to move.
I rock in and out, loving the way her body forms to my cock, squeezing every time I pull out.
“Fuck,” I say, building in pace. Her mewls push me on.
I’m so immersed in Raven that I forget about where we are. Everyone might have left, but this building is open twenty-four seven. Anyone could walk in on us.
I couldn’t care less at this moment, and that should terrify me. Not once have I mixed work and pleasure. My company means too much to fuck it up with meaningless sex. Everything with Raven is different, and that’s the scariest bit of all.
Raven’s fingernails dig into my back, bringing my mind back to the here and now. All thoughts of this being a bad idea disappear as I relish the sting from her nails. I pump into her harder, drawing more exquisite noises from her kiss-swollen lips.
Her legs squeeze my hips tighter, and I know her orgasm is building.
“Kiss me,” she says, pulling me down to her. I grab her hands, pinning them above her head as I lean down, swiping my tongue across her bottom lip.