Me–K, in car. Can’t talk now.
Charlie–anything fun going on tonight?
“Declan, are we doing anything tonight?”
“Who wants to know?”
“Charlie.”
“Yeah, you and I are doing something tonight. Not sure about anyone else.” he grins at me, and my stomach drops. It’s been a while since we’ve had a night alone together.
I text Charlie that we are staying in, and I’ll see her and the rest of the girls at The Steamroom tomorrow night.
When we get home, I make an excuse about needing to do a little work and Declan gets ready for a run. After he leaves, I call my mom and then all my girlfriends to talk about the meeting today. My mom encourages me to do it. Kendall, Harper, Abbi and Ella all think it’s a great idea. Kendall and Harper want me to see if Mike can film over my fall break and they will take a few days off to come up. Guess I’m not going to Atlanta anymore.
I make my decision and text Mike before I can change my mind.
I hope that Declan is as thrilled as everyone else.
Chapter 22
No Arguments
Declan
I swear we’re not leaving the house today. I’m so fucking starved for a day with Raven, I’ll tie her to the bed if she tries to pull any shit. Since it’s Sunday, she has no excuses. I had this grand plan for yesterday, but she railroaded me. After spending almost all of Friday night inside of her, she made me get out of bed yesterday for football and yoga. Then she conveniently mentioned I needed a tux for the gala in two weeks. I decided to buy a fucking tux since I know I’ll be wearing it at least once a year for the gala, and she probably wants me to wear one at our wedding. She agreed so then I spent almost the entire afternoon in some men’s specialty store trying on different styles. I refused to wear a bowtie, so she picked out about twenty different ties that were all black for me to try on. By the time we got home, it was time to go to The Steamroom.
Every night we play, the crowds are getting larger. Five times in the last two weeks, the bars have reached maximum capacity. We stuck to The Steamroom on our scheduled nights, but Jay had taken over booking us and we’re playing Tuesdays and Wednesdays usually somewhere around town. On these days, we cut our studio time down so we can rest, but I’m still fucking tired.
Raven sighs against my chest and rolls over with her back to me. The silk of her purple nightie slips up so I can see every bit of her perfect ass. I run my fingertips from her shoulders to her wrists and see the goose bumps rise on her skin. Leaning over her, I kiss a path from her ear to her shoulder and back until her eyes start to flutter.
I’m hard as a fucking rock looking at her and listening to the sound of her light breathing. I ease one hand between her legs and massage her clit hoping to wake her up. I feel the heat and warmth from her center, and I slowly push a finger into her. She’s soaking fucking wet!
“You playing possum, beautiful girl?” I whisper into her ears while I add another finger. “I think you are awake and feel my dick against your back. I want you so bad right now that I may take you from behind.”
She moans quietly and opens her legs while tightening her muscles around my fingers. I hear her start to pant, so I increase the speed trying to push her over the edge. She whimpers and throws her head back into my shoulder. I take her mouth in a deep kiss. Moving my tongue in the same rhythm as my fingers, I apply pressure with my thumb. She screams against my mouth and grinds against my hand.
Removing my fingers slowly, I lean back and she rolls on top of me. Without saying a word, she slides me into her. Then she sits up, straddling me so I am as far as I can go. I throb inside her and my heart races. She doesn’t move but stares down at me. Her face is flushed, and her eyes are glassy. Her dark hair falls down over her shoulders and hits the lace above her tits. I pull the material over her head, so I have the perfect view of her entire body.
I grip her hips trying to get her to move, but she shakes her head and smiles seductively me. Lying down on top of me but keeping our connection, she swivels her hips several times. I feel the sensation of my piercing scraping against her soft flesh everywhere on my body. A few times she squeezes her muscles and her pussy walls pull the skin of my cock tighter.
Sweat breaks out on my forehead as I try not to come. My release is close, but I want this to last all morning. It takes all the strength I have to lift us up, so she wraps her legs around my back. The strain on my abs makes my dick throb inside her.
“Babe, you gotta move. I’m dying here.”
I wrap one arm around her waist and the other in her hair. When our mouths touch, she starts moving slowly. I continue my assault on her mouth and let her control us. The sound of our bodies connecting and our panting fills the room and I grow thicker inside her.
I pull my mouth away from hers and move to her ear.
“Right now you’re gripping me so hard my balls hurt. Your thigh muscles are squeezing my stomach, and it makes me want to roll you on your back and pound into you. When you come, I want the fucking neighbors to know who you belong to.”
I can tell I got to her when she throws her head back and practically arches her nipples into my mouth. I massage one roughly and suck on the other with all my strength. I see the hickey forming when I move away, and I grin to myself.
I move my hands around to massage her ass as I lick at her other nipple with purpose. She starts moving faster and groaning into the air. Fuck if her sounds don’t turn me on. I grip and thrust into her as hard as I can. The third time I do this she screams into the room, and I come violently into her. It keeps coming, and I feel myself leaking out of us.
I hold her tight against me feeling her heartbeat with mine.
“Good morning.” she says hoarsely.