“Raven. I’ve wanted you from the second I laid eyes on you. Don’t tell me you don’t feel this pull between us.”
I move my palms to either side of her head, caging her in and not giving her an escape. I want her to know how serious I am about this. I would let her go if I saw even a hint of fear, but there’s none in her eyes. There is only desire filling the depths, and there is no way she doesn’t feel this attraction. It is so thick I can feel it roll between us and bind our souls together.
“But you’re…you. And I’m, well, I’m me.” She shrugs as if that’s some sort of explanation I should understand. Maybe she is right. She is her—all sweet and soft—and I’m a man who works too much and doesn’t know the first thing about having a woman of his own. She’s out of my league, but I’m not a big enough man to step aside. She’s mine and I’m okay with being a selfish bastard to have her.
She dips her chin, and I place my hand gently on her neck, using my thumb to push her chin up. I want her eyes on me when I tell her this.
“Exactly.” I see the glimmer of defeat in her eyes, and I can’t possibly imagine why she’s sad. “Raven, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. I can’t go more than two seconds without thinking about you and wanting to know every single detail of your day. And your life. You’re you, and it not only fascinates me, but calls to me like a siren in the night. Any man would be lucky to lick the ground you walk on. But they’ll have to do with disappointment, because you’re mine.”
“Jack, we don’t even know one another. This is insane.” She’s looking around, but there’s nothing else to see and nowhere else to go. “You can’t come in here and claim me like I’m a prize.”
I smile and brush a curl out of her face. “Oh, but you are, my sweet Raven. And I believe I’ve done just that.”
I lean forward slowly so she knows my intention. I brush my lips gently across hers, a whisper of what’s to come. For three heartbeats, that’s all I do, holding myself still, gently touching my lips to hers. And then a spark ignites, and we cling to each other, kissing like I’ve been away at war for the past ten years and she’s been waiting for me this whole time to come home. I don’t know who moved first, but her body is pressed as tightly to mine as mine is to hers. I push her back against the wall harder, and her legs go around my waist.
She tastes like sweet caramel, and I moan as her tongue comes out to taste mine. I wondered and worried for so long if this connection between us was one-sided, but now I know for sure that it isn’t.
I move my hands down her back to her round ass. I grip each cheek tight and rock her against me. A little moan leaves her this time, and I stop what we’re doing, pressing my forehead to hers, getting myself under control. I don’t want her cumming here.
“Not here. Not like this. I’ve waited for so long to have you in my arms, Raven.”
I take a breath and give her one last kiss before I lower her back to the ground and take her hand, locking her fingers with mine. I pull her from the back of the structure and spot an exit door close by. I walk towards it. Getting her out of here is the only thing on my mind. Teachers turn to look at us, but I ignore them and keep walking.
“Wait, Jack. Where are we going? I can’t leave,” she says, but there’s no real force behind her words. She’s keeping up with every step I take, not even tugging at her hand from mine.
“I told you I was taking you to dinner. I didn’t specify where. I’ve got food at my house. Let’s get out of here.”
Before I give her any time to explain, I’ve pulled her into the back of my waiting car and shut the door behind us. The driver pulls away from the curb, and I drag Raven onto my lap.
“Now. Where were we?”
Chapter Five
Raven
My mouth lands on his, and this time I know for sure who begins it. I lost control earlier in the gym and I can’t stand it anymore. I am tired of fighting this overwhelming desire for Jack. Sure, I don’t know much about him, but Jesus, I’ve never had this kind of chemistry with anyone before.
There is something here that’s so hot and urgent that I have no way of controlling it. And to be honest, I don’t know if I want to.
I’d been worried about tonight, wondering what might happen. And wondering what might not happen. But as soon as he touched me, I was gone. All the fears and worries washed away and I was left in a puddle of need. I started to protest when we left, but it was all so feeble. I didn’t even believe the words I was saying. I wanted more than anything to go with him, so I threw caution to the wind. This may be a one-night thing for him, and if it is, then it will really suck, but I’m living in the moment.
I straddle Jack. I’ve never done anything like this, so the bold move has to come from somewhere deep inside me. It’s a part of my body I’ve never tapped into before, and I’m giving it the keys to drive.
“Raven. My God, you taste so fucking sweet. You’re like a drug.”
He licks my bottom lip, and I feel everything south of my bellybutton clench with desire. The warm, wet heat between my legs dampens my panties, and I grind against him. The pressure building in me is growing, and I’m not sure I can control it. My pleasure feels like I’m climbing to the top of a roller coaster, only I have no idea how it’s going to go. The fear of the fall is crippling, but I just keep going up, up, up.
“Jack. Oh God, I’m—” My words are cut off when his mouth goes to my neck and I feel his teeth graze the sensitive skin.
“You’re what?” he asks, gripping my hips so tightly that pleasure and pain bleed into each other.
“Close,” I breathe as I close my eyes.
I rock up and down against the hard ridge of his cock. It’s nestled between us, but it’s thick and hot. I can feel his heat through his slacks and my costume, and all I want to do is rip away the fabric separating us.
“We’re alone, little monster. You can take whatever you want from me.”
My breath hitches, and I spread my legs impossibly wider, needing as much friction as I can get. I’m a stroke away from having the most intense orgasm of my life, and I’m terrified it’s going to rip me apart.
“I’ll hold you together,” Jack says, as if reading my mind.
The surety and safety of his words calm all of my fears, and I give my orgasm over to him. I lay my head back and scream out my pleasure as the waves of heat flow through me. My sex clenches and my breasts ache as he rolls against my hips, dragging out my release. Heat sears my veins, and it’s the greatest orgasm I’ve ever had.
I’m trying to catch my breath as I feel weak and dizzy. It’s like I’ve hyperventilated, only it’s euphoric and wonderful. I suddenly recall his words about this being a drug. I’ve never felt so high and so blissful in all my life. It’s like he shot me full of heroin, but my mind has never been more clear. Opening my eyes, I look into his, and for a second I think I should feel shy. But the look on his face is one of pure pleasure. His eyes are hooded, and I can feel his heartbeat against my breasts. But there is a serene quality to it. Like he could sit here and watch me get off a thousand times and never tire of it.