***Raven***

Taking deep breaths, I try to calm my shattered nerves. I couldn’t help it. The moment he trapped my hands in his, I was transported to my dark place—a place I’m trying desperately to get away from. I made up my mind during the lap dance that tonight is the night. Tonight, we would finally do what we’ve wanted to do for months. The way he watched me as I danced…you can’t fake that desire. He wants me. That sealed the deal for me. Then, in just a moment, everything went downhill. The dejected look on his face as he walked off flashes before my eyes and breaks through the barrier in my mind. No. I straighten with renewed determination. I’m not going to let this control me anymore. No. More.

I enter the bathroom quietly and strip down to my panties. My nipples harden in anticipation. I can do this. I’m ready. I peek behind the curtain and see him standing under the shower, water cascading down his tight body. Jesus, he has an amazing ass. I want to sink my fingers into those cheeks as I suck his dick. His hand is curled around his dick and he’s slowly stroking it. Poor thing. This is what I’ve made him resort to.

I step into the bath and he turns to me as he becomes aware of my presence. He slicks his hair back and stares down at me, chest heaving. His dick, big and hard, juts out toward me, begging for attention. I know he’s waiting for me to make the first move. The wariness is crystal clear; he doesn’t want to be rejected again. I step forward and slide my hands down his chest. He clenches his fists at his sides as I explore his abs with my fingers and press my lips to the tattoo on his left pec. While twirling the hair of his treasure trail, I kiss slowly down – soft, gentle kisses on his skin as I move to my knees. Gazing up at him, I lick my way back to his navel.

“Babe,” he groans.

I wrap my fingers around him and his head falls back. This is it. No turning back now. Air hisses through his teeth as I lick the head of his dick. I press it against his stomach and lick him from base to tip then take him into my mouth. He groans and buries his hand in my hair. I slide my lips up and down as far as I can take him, stroking with my hand the part I can’t fit in my mouth. Fuck, he tastes good. I moan around him, unable to satisfy the sudden craving I have for him.

“Fuck,” he growls as I swirl my tongue around the tip.

I continue to gaze up at him as I grab his tight ass and take him deep. He palms the back of my head, pressing me down farther.

“I’ve wanted to see those lips around my dick for so long…those gorgeous eyes staring up at me.”

He releases me and I drag in a breath before taking him in once more. I suck him hard, hollowing my cheeks.

“Shit. Fuck. Babe.”

I smile to myself and suck even harder, stroking him with one hand, cupping his balls with the other.

“Raven!”

Bobbing my head, I slide my tongue along his length, and listen to the expletives tumbling out of his mouth.

“Fuck, babe…I’m coming.”

I release him from my lips and pump him hard and fast until he growls and his cum covers my chest and breasts. Watching him come apart because of me is the most powerful aphrodisiac. I milk every last drop then lick the head of his dick even as he’s still shuddering.

“This is what you wanted, right?” I ask. “To see your cum dripping from my nipples?”

“Sexiest shit I’ve ever seen.”

He helps me up and pins me against him, my back to his front, as he rinses his fluids from my body. My head lolls back on his shoulder as he kneads my breasts, pinching my nipples. His dick stirs to life again, pressing into my back. His breathing is ragged in my ear, matching my own.

“I want you so much, Raven.”

“I want you, too. So much I can’t breathe.”

He slides his hand down my stomach and past the waistband of my panties, finding my clit. I gasp, grabbing at his hair as he bites into my shoulder.

“Wet and ready…” he murmurs.

“Yes…for you. Only you.”

His fingers slide through my wetness, teasing my lips and clit. I grind against him, needing more.

“I need you, Raven. I need to be buried inside my pussy. Tell me now.”

“Yes, Gage. I need you inside me.”

He turns the water off and flings the curtain out of the way. As soon as he lifts me out of the tub, he grabs a towel and dries me off, then himself. Within seconds, I’m back in his arms, being swept to the bed. Gently, he lays me down and removes my wet panties, his hungry stare bringing me to life.

“You have a gorgeous pussy, babe…and it’s mine. All mine.”

Damn, I missed his dirty mouth.

“Beautiful. Fucking beautiful...all of you.”

He leans in and claims my lips, kissing me the way he did before all this shit happened. It’s not the gentle, careful kiss of the past few months but a hungry, passionate mouth-fuck I’d come to love from him. I glide my fingers through his hair, moaning as his hard dick connects with my pussy. He groans and leaves my lips, kissing his way across my cheek and down my neck, stopping at my breasts. Pulling my hardened nipple into his mouth, he sucks while his thumb and index finger torment the other.

“Perfect,” he whispers.

My back arches and he cups both breasts as his lips move down my stomach. I squirm beneath him, desperate to finally feel him inside me.

“Waited so long for this, babe.”

“Then why are you stalling?” I demand impatiently.

His lips stretch into a smile against my skin. “Not stalling, doll. Savoring.”

Fuck. Me.

He spreads my legs and kneels between them, sliding his tongue over his lips. Baby Jesus, he’s going to lick me. I prop myself up on my elbows and watch as he stares at me like I’m a juicy steak.

“You’re going to come on my tongue, and then I want to feel that tight pussy clenching on my dick.”

He lowers his head and I fall back on the mattress as his tongue glides between my lips.

“Gage.”

Fucking hell! What manner of torture is this? His tongue swirls all over my pussy and he lets out a satisfied moan.

“Sweet…so sweet.” Once again, I feel his lips stretch in a smile. “No monkey bread can compare.”

Before I can say anything, he parts my lips with his fingers and devotes all his attention to my clit. An unintelligible sound comes from the back of my throat and my back arches. He laps at my clit and licks up my juices, sending all kinds of sensations through my body. I writhe beneath him, fighting the urge to cry out.

“If I could bottle this shit, I would,” he mumbles into my pussy.

“Gage, please.”

I can’t take it anymore. His tongue, his fingers, his words…they’re driving me insane.

“Ride my face,” he demands.

Oh, God. I roll my hips and his tongue stiffens. He trails it down and slips it past my entrance.

“Oh, my God!”

He moans as I clench my muscles. Reaching up, he massages my breast while sliding a finger inside me.

“Fuck, babe…so tight. Can’t wait to feel you around my dick.”

His tongue becomes more insistent, licking harder, faster, tormenting my clit, and working in perfect harmony with his finger. I can’t hold out any longer. I clamp down on him and he growls.

“Squeeze me, Raven. Come for me.”

“Gage, I’m coming!”

“Come.”

The voice. Holy fucking hell. The voice. It commands my climax, pulling it from me and injecting it with even more intensity. I cry out, my head thrashing side to side as I convulse. He’s unrelenting, licking, sucking, and milking my orgasm for all it’s worth. My body trembles and I scream his name, riding a wave of new and oh-so-addictive pleasure. Once I stop shaking, I open my eyes to see him standing over me. His hand is wrapped tightly around his dick and he’s stroking himself.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Raven. I’m taking what’s mine.”