“Good morning,” she says as she strokes me.

“Good doesn’t even come close.”

She wraps her lips around the head, sucking as she continues to stroke me. Her beautiful blue eyes are trained on me, fucking me with them, too. I’m fucked. In every way imaginable. I know it because I can’t think about being with anyone else. I can’t even remember enjoying sex this much. Fucking Raven is like a new level, a heightened level of pleasure. I’ll never have enough time to do all the things I want to do to her. Every day is a new adventure, a new idea of a way to make her scream my name. God, I love when she screams my name.

I sit up, holding her hair away from her face so I can see everything she’s doing. She cups my balls and deep-throats my dick. Fuck, I don’t think I’m going to last very long. Releasing me, she clamps her lips around me once more, sucking hard as she slides up. She lets go with a pop, immediately taking me into her mouth again. Up and down she bobs, trailing her hand up my stomach then slowly dragging her nails down my abs. My muscles jump and my hips jerk up, the need to fuck her mouth taking over.

“Fuck, babe.”

I think she takes that as a cue because she starts to suck harder. Her tongue swirls from balls to tip before she takes me deep again. My balls tighten, my heart rate spikes, and I feel the blood racing in my veins. I grab her shoulders and drag her to the bed then jump to my feet. I position her so she’s on her back, head hanging over the side, then stick my dick back into her mouth. I pump in and out, palming her breasts through her shirt. She grabs my ass, digging her nails into my flesh. I lean forward, reaching for her pussy, but I know I won’t get her off before I come. I’m too close. I speed up, careful not to go too deep. Curling my hands around her breasts again, I squeeze hard as I erupt in her mouth. She groans, sucking me dry when I stop moving. Fucking hell. This is definitely the way to start each morning.

She grins up at me when I pull out of her mouth, and I collapse on the bed next to her, waiting for my heartbeat to return to normal.

“You’re welcome.” She giggles as she slides out of bed.

“For what? You should be thanking me, doll.”

“Asshole,” she grumbles as she walks into the bathroom.

I chuckle, dragging my ass out of bed and stepping into my boxers. I find her in the bathroom messing with her hair. I observe her, with what must be a silly grin on my face. Before I met her, I never would have thought a woman could make me this happy. And it’s not just the sex. Everything about her fits me. I’m pretty sure God made her especially for me. Honestly, it both excites and worries the fuck out of me.

“You gonna stand there all day with that stupid grin or you gonna brush your teeth?”

“Haven’t decided. With a view like this, brushing my teeth is overrated,” I reply.

She drops her hands and turns her head toward me, raising a brow. “Aren’t you a regular Romeo this morning?”

I walk to the toilet, pulling my dick out on the way. She watches me in the mirror, licking her lips.

“If that’s how Juliet woke him up in the morning, then I totally get the story now.”

She rolls her eyes at me then her gaze drops to my dick. Fuck, she’s going to make me hard again. I waggle my brows at her. “Wanna hold it for me?”

“Perv.”

I laugh, watching as she removes a box from the medicine cabinet and pops a pill. “What’s that?”

“Birth control.”

The moment the words leave her mouth, my gaze slides down to her stomach. As I brush my teeth, I imagine her with a belly, a baby growing inside. My baby. A little girl, beautiful like her mom, who I would totally spoil, or a little boy I can teach to ride. I’ve never wanted kids. They’re either targets or will end up as collateral damage. I love them, but I just don’t think my lifestyle is conducive to raising them. I couldn’t imagine a child of mine getting hurt because of me. It would kill me, and I’m man enough to admit that scares the hell out of me. Now, as I stare at Raven, the prospect doesn’t seem so scary. In fact, it’s looking fucking amazing. Raven, pregnant with a little Gage? I think that’s exactly what I need.

Done with my morning routine, I wrap my arms around her from behind and kiss her neck. “I think I just figured out a way to quiet that smart mouth of yours permanently.”

“How, sew it shut?”

“Put a baby in you.”

She steps out of my arms and spins to face me, mouth hanging open in shock. “What?”

“I said I’m going to put a baby in you. Then you won’t have time to be a smart ass.”

“I thought you didn’t want kids?”

“I didn’t.”

“And now you do?”

“Yeah. With you.” She just stares at me. The shock wears off and then she scrunches up her face, observing me as if she’s trying to figure out if I’m serious. I take her hand and pull her into my arms. “See? It’s already working.”

She smacks my chest and leans in to me. I lift her onto the sink, step between her legs, and trail my nose along her neck. Fucking love the way she smells.

“So violent,” I tease.

“Gage, be serious.”

“I am.”

“I’m too young for that shit.”

“Says who?” I ask, sliding my hand under her shirt. Her head falls back and she pushes out her chest, thrusting her breasts toward me. I squeeze one as I trail my tongue across her neck. She shivers, her breaths coming out shaky. “You’re my woman, and I want my baby in your belly.”

She replies with a moan, pulling my face to her neck. I lift her shirt up and off, dropping it on the floor. Jesus, my woman is gorgeous. “Fuck, your tits are perfect.” I kiss my way down her sternum then devote my attention to her nipples. Her legs tighten around my hips and she whimpers, pulling on my hair. “How do they feel?”

“Better,” she answers on a moan.

As I move down her stomach, she pulls harder on my hair.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“What does it look like?”

“No, Gage.”

“The fuck you mean ‘no’?”

“I need a shower.”

“Do I look like I care?” I ask as I press my lips to her stomach.

“Well, I do.”

I get in her face and grab a handful of her hair to keep her eyes on me. This shit needs to stop.

“Why do I have to keep reminding you? Whose pussy is this?”

“Mine. And right now, it needs a shower.”

“Fuck what you think. It’s mine and I’ll take it when, where, and how I want.” I pry her legs open and prepare to feast on her sweet pussy, but her trembling voice stops me.

“Gage, please...”

I look up at her and see the nervous expression on her face. It’s fucking borderline scared. Shit. Compromise is the name of the game. She watches me as I plug the sink and fill it half-way.

“What are you doing now?”

I lean in and feel her shiver as I place my lips at her ear. “We’ll do it your way, babe. But then I’m going to eat you in every position I can fucking think of.”

***Raven***

I watch him keenly as he retrieves my body wash from the shower. If he thinks he can drop that bomb on me then distract me with sex, he’s seriously mistaken. This conversation is not over. He picks me up and places me directly above the sink. What the fuck?

“What do you think you’re –?”

Unnnnhhh...

A pinch on my clit sends the words down my throat. He snickers at my moan and fills his palm with water. Slowly, he lets it trickle down my pussy, following the liquid with his fingers. He slides them up and down my lips and teases my clit. I bite my lip, staring at him as he squirts body wash into his palm. Our eyes meet, gazes locking. I swallow hard at the heat in the intense, blue stare. It could surely disintegrate the panties off any woman. He works up a lather on my mound and makes his way down. Gage Hunter, you’re something else. He could have easily let me take a shower but no, he’s going to wash me so he can eat me out. Baby Jesus.