“Fuck, you’re always so ready for me,” I growl against her breast.
She laughs, the sound catching on a moan when I circle her clit with my thumb. “Maybe I was having a great dream.”
I bite her nipple harder in response, making her yelp and then laugh again. “What were you dreaming about?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“You,” she admits, gasping when I slide two fingers inside her. “Your mouth.”
“Here?” I ask, kissing her throat. “Or here?” I move to her mouth, catching her lower lip between my teeth.
“Lower,” she breathes against my lips.
I grin, something feral and hungry. “Show me.”
Her hand in my hair tightens, guiding my head down her body. I go willingly, trailing kisses down her sternum, over her ribs, dipping my tongue into her navel. She squirms beneath me, impatient as always, but I take my time. I want her desperate by the time I reach her cunt.
When I finally settle between her thighs, her scent hits me like a drug—musk and sweetness and something uniquely Raven. I press my mouth to her inner thigh, biting hard enough to make her gasp before soothing the spot with my tongue.
“Matteo,” she groans, her hips lifting in invitation. “Stop teasing.”
I look up at her, meeting her gaze over the landscape of her body. “Make me.”
She pulls my face to where she wants me. I allow it, my tongue finding her clit as she guides me. The taste of her floods my mouth, and I groan against her flesh.
Her thighs tense on either side of my head as I lick into her, alternating between broad strokes and pointed flicks of my tongue.
“Oh God,” she moans throatily. “Just like that.”
I slide my hands under her ass, lifting her slightly for a better angle. The new position lets me push my tongue deeper, and her whole body jerks in response.
Her grip in my hair tightens to the point of pain, the sting only making me harder. I work her with relentless precision, reading every twitch and gasp until I find the rhythm that has her trembling.
Then her thighs begin to shake, her breathing turning ragged. I can feel her getting closer, her body tensing like a bowstring about to snap. I suck her clit between my lips, flicking my tongue across it while sliding two fingers back inside her.
“Fuck, Matteo, I’m going to—”
Her words cut off in a cry as her orgasm hits. Her body arches off the bed, her cunt pulsing around my fingers. Then something new happens—a rush of warmth floods my mouth as she comes harder than before, a gush of arousal that soaks my chin and the sheets beneath us.
Raven’s eyes fly open, shock and embarrassment warring with pleasure on her face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t—”
I cut her off by licking my lips, making a show of tasting what she’s given me. “Don’t you fucking dare apologize,” I growl. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Relief flashes across her face, followed by something wilder. “Do it again,” she demands, pulling me back down to her.
I laugh against her sensitive flesh, making her shiver. “Greedy.”
But I obey, working her with renewed enthusiasm. When she comes a second time, another flood wets my face and throat,and I’m so hard I could shatter. I crawl up her body, positioning myself between her thighs.
“My turn,” she says, trying to flip our positions.
I catch her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand. “Not today,” I tell her, guiding my cock to her entrance with the other. “I’m not done with you.”
She struggles halfheartedly, a grin playing at her lips. “Control freak.”
“You like it,” I remind her, pushing inside in one smooth thrust that has us both gasping.
I set a ruthless pace, driving into her with enough force to rock the bed against the wall. Her legs wrap around my waist, heels digging into my lower back as she meets each thrust. I keep her wrists pinned, maintaining control even when she bucks beneath me.
“Mine,” I growl against her ear, biting the lobe hard enough to make her gasp. “Say it.”
