I’m rescued from my ‘naked in the full light’ fear by knocking.We break apart, and I get up.An idea crosses my mind.“I’ll get this and meet you upstairs?”
He nods as he rises from the lounge.“Okay.”And takes off up the stairs.
Passing the dining table, I see Louie’s phone sitting there and know it’s him.The knocking starts again and has turned urgent.Grabbing the phone, I swiftly head to the door, opening it to see Louie about to knock again.
“Sorry, Mum!I forgot my…”
I lift his phone, his face awash with relief.
“Yes!Thank you.Sorry.I have to make my flight.”He leans over to kiss my cheek and hightails it to the waiting cab parked in the narrow street.
I hang there, waiting for the cab to leave, before stepping back into the house and closing the door.Pausing as I look at the closed door.The deadbolt in my line of sight, firmly engaged.Hand still resting on the door, trying to steady my breath.
Turning and walking back into the lounge room, the house eerily quiet.The late afternoon sun highlights the kitchen in bright orange.Taking the stairs at a slow pace, the warm light from Koby’s room shines like a beacon as I make the last few steps.He sits on the edge of the mattress, waiting for me.The lamp’s warm, low light flattering.He looks so sexy.
He locks eyes with me as I clear the final step and inhales.Smiling, he pats the bed next to him, and I feel like I float towards him, taking my seat next to him.
Taking my hands, he asks, “You’ve had a few more moments.Are you sure you want to continue?”
His directness, and caring actions sets me ablaze, and I nod.
He leans and my courage pipes up.“And can you…not hold back?”
“Hold back?”
“Don’t restrict yourself because you are worried about what I might think?You said you were a take charge guy.So…take charge of me.”
He meets my neck and runs his tongue to my ear.“If you want me to stop.You just say stop, okay?And I’ll stop.I’m not into anything extreme, but if it’s too much for you, just say so?”
His warm breath against my skin causes goosebumps to rise down my arms.His hand grips my jaw and moves it so we are face-to-face.“You’ll tell me to stop if you need to, yes?”
I reply with “yes” on a breath, before he is devouring my mouth.Claiming it as his own.His grip on my jaw slips to my neck.Fingers drag across the delicate skin.He breaks his lips away from mine suddenly and moves to crouch in front of me.His hands meet the top button of my linen shirt.The light, the position I’m in, I’m going to be exposed, found out, I open my mouth to say stop.To turn the light off to hide myself.
“You are beautiful, Raven,” Koby says, looking me straight in the eyes.The sincere and lustful look on his face shows me he is speaking truthfully, and my stomach flutters.And I believe him.
He continues to unbutton each one, leaning in to kiss down the middle of my chest and stomach, until he can shuck off my shirt.My eyes are drawn to his deliberate movements.Worshipping each centimetre of my skin.He stalks up my body, causing me to lie down.His face inline with mine again, he dips down, skipping my lips and kissing down my jaw, my neck, my shoulders.His teeth bite down and pull at my bra strap until it’s down my shoulder.As he moves to the next shoulder, his hand slips underneath me and unclasps my bra, stripping it down my arms.His mouth kisses down and takes a nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around and sucking.My back arches into him when he moves to the other one, his hand squeezing and pinching the freed nipple.
Moaning in approval only spurs him on to grip and suck harder.My hands glide up his arms and grip the back of his shirt to yank it off.I want to feel his skin against mine.He releases my nipple to allow me to slip it over his chest, his skin brushing my stomach as he returns to suck and grasp my nipples again.His hands drop down to my waistband to help me wiggle them off as I attempt to push his down too, which he takes over for me.I don’t give myself time to marvel at his body as I reach my arms around his torso.Drawing him close to me.Revelling in his skin against mine.The warmth, the weight.His arms propped up around me.
Caging me in.
Capturing me.
His cock presses against my pussy.He rubs it against my wetness, coating him.Hitting my clit as his flicks his hips up.I moan on the third clit hit and my hips rise to him.
He rises slightly, “I just have to grab a condom.”
“I’ve been tested recently,” I blurt out.“And I had my tubes removed a few years ago.”
“My last tests came back clear,” he replies, capturing my mouth.Kissing me over and over.
My patience, running thin.Desperate for his attention where I need it the most.Another moan escapes my lips as hips roll again.
He raises himself off me.Breaking all contact with me.My eyes fly open to see him kneel between my legs.The light highlighting his muscles on his heavily tattooed arms.
His hands rest on my knees, digging his fingertips in.
He goes back to slowly rolling his hips, pushing his cock through my folds.Ignoring my bundle of nerves.My eyes flutter closed.The movement stops.
