After quick hugs and promises to get together soon, Avery ushered her little tribe out the door, which Collin locked after her. Then he turned back to Raevynn, his gaze riveted on her face and hair, his expression now filled with awe and admiration as he approached her again.
“You are gorgeous, no matter the length of your hair, but this new style makes you even more stunning,” he said, not hesitating to slide his hands into her hair, fisting his fingers around the strands so he could tip her head back and their gazes locked. “You look fucking fearless.”
His words elevated her confidence even more, and she grinned. “I am fucking fearless,” she agreed, right before he sealed his lips over hers and kissed her, releasing a rush of desire and passion that she matched on every level.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The kiss started in the kitchen and ended in the bedroom. Collin didn’t mind sharing Raevynn with his sister today, but tonight, she was all his.
Their mouths separated on a panting breath, and Collin yanked off all his clothes and watched Raevynn do the same, his gaze captivated as she peeled away each layer until she was completely naked.
His cock stiffened as his gaze moved up her long, slender legs, toned from all her performing. The enticing V at her thighs. Her flat stomach and full, firm breasts that made his mouth water to taste her nipples and suck them hard and deep until she went wild and begged him to fuck her. When he reached her face, now framed by her shorter, sassier hairstyle, a slow, sensual smile curved her pink lips.
Beautiful, brave, daring Raevynn, who now possessed a new self-assurance he found sexy as fuck. The change in her was palpable, all because she’d defied one of the many rules and expectations that had been mandated by the team of people dictating her life and decisions. He was so proud of her and knew this was just the beginning of her shedding the cocoon everyone else had wrapped her up in. She was well on her way to spreading her wings and becoming the exquisite butterfly she was meant to be.
She stepped toward him, closing the short distance between them, her eyes alight with desire and need as she placed her hands on his bare chest and lightly pushed him back. “Sit down on the bed,” she said, her husky request going straight to his already pulsing dick.
He lowered himself to the mattress, settling on the edge with his feet braced apart on the floor. He swallowed hard as Raevynn descended to her knees in front of him, her sultry dark blue eyes locking on his as she skimmed her soft palms up the insides of his widened thighs until she reached his thick, throbbing erection.
Her tongue skimmed over her lower lip, dampening the plump flesh, her face a pretty shade of pink. “I want to lick you and taste you and feel you in my mouth,” she said, circling her fingers much too lightly around his shaft.
He tipped his head, giving her a playful smile. “You don’t ever need to ask permission to suck my cock,” he said, using more blatant words than her couched ones. “That’s something I’ll never say no to when it comes to you.”
She leaned forward and slowly stroked her tongue along the underside of his shaft until she reached the flared head, exploring his length for the first time and teasing him with her guileless ministrations. She treated him like a breakable object, like she was going to hurt him, when there was nothing about his dick that was fragile right now.
He groaned as she tentatively flicked her tongue over the tip. “You’re killing me, Rae.”
She sat back on her heels and met his gaze. “Tell me what you like,” she asked, clearly eager to learn what turned him on. “Tell me how to please you.”
Collin realized that her demure disposition with him when it came to sex wasn’t because she lacked confidence but rather seemed to be a result of a lack of experience. It was as though she’d never given a man a blow job before, and he was once again baffled by her relationship with Zane.
But hell if he was going to talk about that now, not when she was so intent on being taught his sexual preferences. “Squeeze me harder in your fist,” he told her, and the muscles in his stomach clenched as her grip tightened. “Now put your lips nice and snug around my cock and slide your mouth all the way down, as far as you can go, and suck hard on my dick on the way up.”
She lowered her head and followed his instructions, a model student as she took him all the way back to her throat, making his toes curl as she instinctively swallowed around him. When she withdrew, her wet mouth left his shaft good and slick, allowing her hand to glide smoothly along his cock as she continued to bob her head up and down. Every time she reached the tip, she swirled her tongue over the head before taking him deep again.
A heady groan rumbled up from his chest as he watched her. Just like he’d fantasized, having her kneeling in fron
t of him, her mouth full of his cock, was sensory overload. And when she cast her eyes up at him in the sweetest supplication, he had to grit his teeth against the urge to defile her sweet mouth by coming down her throat.
“That’s it, sweet girl,” he praised her, fisting his hands in her hair at the back of her head so that he had some semblance of control, because it was quickly spiraling to a point of no return. “Your mouth feels so fucking good.”
The sultry look in her eyes was pure female empowerment as she continued to suck him off, each downward slide of her lips, each stroke of her hand along his erection only perfecting her technique. Heated lust shot down his spine and pooled in his groin. His balls drew up tight, warning him of his imminent release if he didn’t end this.
“You need to stop before it’s too late.” He rasped out the warning, which she didn’t seem to hear or just didn’t heed.
Swearing beneath his breath, he used his hold on her hair to pull her mouth from his cock. She finally released him with a soft pop of sound and glanced up at him in surprise for ending the pleasure.
She licked her bottom lip, swollen from rubbing and stretching around his dick. “You could have . . . you know.”
He smirked down at her. “Come in your mouth?” he said, just to see the sweep of color appear on her cheeks at his explicit words.
She blushed, just as he’d anticipated. “Yes.”
“Next time,” he said, helping her back to a standing position. “I want to come inside you, with you.”
He quickly grabbed a condom from the nightstand before positioning himself on his back on the bed and sheathing his raging erection. “Come here,” he murmured. “I want you on top of me, straddling my cock so I can watch you when you come.”
She moved over him, her knees on either side of his hips, and with the tip of his shaft nudging her core, she slowly, gradually lowered herself, until he’d impaled her completely. She shuddered, her fingers dug into his stomach, and her head dropped back as a blissful moan escaped her lips. Before he could even order her to do so, she was instinctively gyrating on top of him, against him, creating all the friction and pressure she needed against her clit to reach her own orgasm.