Marriage of Convenience (The Raven Brothers 1)

“I so fucking need you,” he said on a hoarse groan as his lips consumed mine. Our hands were everywhere, wanting to touch and taste as the limo made its way through the traffic.

He unzipped my dress, yanking it down and freeing my breasts. “Jesus, I love your tits.” He sucked one in his mouth, causing me to cry out.

His fingers snaked up my thigh under my dress, until he rubbed my clit over my panties.

“Chase,” I gasped as need shot through my body. I whimpered, needing him to touch me and make me feel good.

His tugged my panties down my legs and pushed my skirt up.

“Open your pussy for me, baby.”

I widened my thighs.

His fingers stroked my pussy lips. “You’re so wet. All for me.”

“Only for you,” I gasped wanting him to know for sure that he was the only one who ever touched me. Who I ever wanted to touch me.

“I’m going to make you come,” he insisted. “I’m going to watch you.”

I could only hope I didn’t look like an idiot when the big O hit.

“Yes, please.” I rocked my hips, urging him to touch me more, harder, faster.

One finger sank inside me.

“Yes,” I hissed.

He pulled it out and then inserted two fingers.

I was moaning and writhing.

“Come on my fingers, Sara.” He sucked on my nipple hard, and flicked his thumb over my clit as he thrust in again. My world exploded into a million pieces.

“Chase!” I screamed out his name.

“That’s right baby. Chase is your man. The one that gets to touch you.”

He drew out my orgasm until I collapsed in his arms. He held me, not saying anything for a long time.

“We’re about home.” He helped me zip up my dress, then he twirled my panties on his finger. “We can keep these off, right?”

His dick was long and hard under my ass. “It will save time if I don’t put them back on.”

He grinned. “My thoughts exactly. I just hope I can get you into the apartment. I might have to fuck you in the elevator.”

“It’s private, right?”

He groaned. “I think I might have just come thinking about it.”

23

Chase

It was clear to me that something was different about Sara from other women I’d been with and it both excited and scared the shit out of me. Hearing another man say she was willing to give herself to him in exchange for an internship made my brain short circuit. She was right, she had a body that made men not think straight, including me. So once again, I let the idea that she’d use it to get ahead stick in my brain, when everything I knew about her suggested the opposite.

But she stood up for herself. Not just against that asshole professor, who if my father didn’t ruin, I would. But also, to me. I hated that she compared me to these other men, and yet, even I could see that at times I let my lust cloud judgement. Fortunately, I was evolved enough to get over that. But I’d need to remember that she’d been innocent until me. That she didn’t have an agenda any more than I did in this marriage. In the end, I’d need to trust her, and that terrified me. I’d never trusted a woman before. Not fully.

But right now, with her in my arms, I wanted to give her every piece of me. I’d never felt like this before, which also scared me. Right now, I wasn’t going to fight it because I had to prove that I was on her side. That I respected her.

Sex wasn’t the solution to relationship problems, but it was the one area she and I were completely in sync. Watching her beautiful face as pleasure washed through her body and she cried out my name made me feel powerful. And in awe of the trust she put in me. She not only surrendered her body sexually but also to bear me a child. I needed to do better to honor her and what she was giving me.

When we pulled up to my building, my cock was hard as a rock and desperate with the need to be inside her. I wasn’t joking that I probably couldn’t wait. Fortunately, as I loaded us into the private elevator and pressed her against the wall, she was with me. Her hands quickly undid my pants as I pulled her dress up. Thank fuck she hadn’t put her panties on because the minute I wrapped her thigh around my waist and sank into her hot wet pussy, I started coming.

I pumped and pumped inside her, loving the sweet sounds she made with each thrust. I wanted her to come again, but I was too lost in my own release to do anything but let myself go. I was at her mercy.