11
RAVEN
“Say it again,”he murmurs.
“I want you…” I say, my voice clearer, absolutely sincere.
It’s lust. It’s this moment. It’s the entire evening converging to this point.
I want him inside me. I want to feel him. The way I felt Kai. And Francisco. I want to get a better feel of him.
Without them watching me. I like our story. It’s convoluted. Twisted. With a lot of ups and downs. I haven’t had enough of him.
I like the way he takes me. And I like when he’s restrained. When he holds back.
When he’s romantic and mysterious and wants to have secret secrets with me. Yes, there are other kinds of secrets too.
But this secret might live a little longer only between us.
I like how he touches me before he retreats and makes me guess.
And right now, I want more of that, although I’m not necessarily enjoying those moments when he, like the rest of them, moves away from me.
But I can live with it.
‘For a price…’ A wicked voice laughs in my head.
“Why are you smiling?” he asks, grinning as well.
“No particular reason,” I say, still smiling, unable to make that voice inside my head shut up.
He searches my eyes.
“It doesn’t have to do with you. I mean, it does… But it’s about me, not you.”
My explanation sucks.
“I’m serious…” I say, finagling my way out of the situation, finally pushing my smile back. “I can’t tell you exactly what’s in my head. But it’s not bad.”
My lips quiver all of a sudden, a bout of sadness surfacing out of nowhere. Holding me in its grip, it brings tears to my eyes.
Fucking emotions.
It’s not only me. It’s also him. Watching me intently, not a trace of a smile on his face. His body heat all around me and inside me. His erection heavy between his legs while he still ponders what to do with me.
After a few more moments, he lines my body with his and kisses me, his hand on my wrists.
He doesn’t free me, and I mind it less now, slipping with him into an abyss. I love when our lips talk. Our breaths are intertwined, and our bodies beam with pleasure.
I love his weight on me.
The same way I loved him smacking my pussy from behind when I sucked his friend off.
They all know how frustrated I get when I set my heart on something and it’s slipping between my fingers.
I didn’t mind his punishment. I wanted Francisco badly.
And now I don’t mind the restraints. I want him badly.