“Fuck,” I groaned, bringing the edges of the hood down around her face so she was in the darkness with me. Moving her hand back between her legs, I pulled back slightly to see her face. I wanted to watch her just as much as I wanted to hear her.
“Make yourself come for me,” I said as I let go of her wrist.
“Fuck, Zander. Fuck, I’m going to…oh fuck, I’m coming.”
As I watched her lose herself to pleasure, I desperately wanted my hands on her. The orgasm spurred a melody of moans and whimpers that took every ounce of restraint I had. As she quieted, I gripped her chair to try to steady my breathing, but her hard breaths snapped my control.
Bringing my gloved hand to her mouth, I tapped her lips with my fingers. When she opened on instinct I slid the leather in, my voice charged with supremacy. “Suck.”
Moaning around the material, her tongue worked through the glove and fuck, this woman’s mouth. I couldn’t wait to shove my cock into it.
A pop met my ears as I pulled my fingers from her mouth and dropped my hand between her thighs. Raven watched with her beautiful emerald eyes as I pressed the leather into her, drenching it in her need before caressing her sensitive clit.Eyes rolling back, she was lost to me, mine to command, but I only wanted her release all over my glove.
“One more, baby. Give me one more.”
As she groaned at my words, I picked up the pace before sliding my first finger down to her entrance and pushed it in. She wailed at the intrusion, and her walls clenched around me. Bringing my thumb to her clit, I massaged while curling my finger deep inside her.
”Come on my hand, baby,” I said.
In seconds she screamed and fell apart for me, her pussy fluttering as she came again. When I finally fucked her, I was in for it. She was a goddess, and I was going to give her endless orgasms.
Opening her eyes after she came back to herself, I left my hand where it was. Her gaze was questioning, but I didn’t care. Savoring the feel of her for a few more moments, I reluctantly pulled my hand away and a hiss left her lips at the withdrawal. I drew my mask down, knowing she couldn’t see inside the hood, and brought my fingers to my mouth.
She gasped as I licked and sucked every drop of her off them before pulling the mask down and moving my head close to hers. Positioning the hood around her face again, I took her breath into my lungs. Without warning, I crashed my mouth to hers, relishing her sweet lips and making sure she tasted herself on my tongue. Soft and hungry, she completely surrendered, trembling beneath my touch.
I devoured her thoroughly before I drew back and repositioned my mask over my mouth and nose just in case, pulling my hood low again. She stared at me open-mouthed, like she’d forgotten how to move.
“Until next time, gorgeous,” I said, rounding the desk and walking to the door. The chair swiveled and she peered at mefrom behind her monitors, legs still wide open. Smiling under the mask, I slipped out the door, leaving her ruined behind me.
As soon as I got in my car I took my dick out and came in about thirty seconds into tissues I kept in the glove compartment. Double checking there were no other cars on this level, I had half a mind to drive around the garage until I found Raven’s car. I would have waited until she came out and then bent her over the hood and fucked her raw like I wanted to in her office. It wouldn’t matter if anyone saw us with her skirt hiked up around her waist and me drilling her from behind.
Fuck. I shook my head and tossed the tissues into a plastic shopping bag on the floor in front of the passenger seat. An idea clicked into my mind at the fantasy of finding Raven’s car, and I smiled at the opportunity to fuck with her a bit more. Shifting into drive, I backed out of the spot, slowly circling downward until “Level 2” appeared. Spying the door to the building, I noted the cars near it.
I assumed Raven would park near the building entrance and would’ve laid every cent I had on her being the first to park in the garage each morning. Three cars were parked in the vicinity of the door, two black and one gray. A better stalker would have known what type of car she drove.
As I pulled into a space a few spots down, I was thankful for my tinted windows. With all the spaces on the opposite side empty, I knew I would look suspicious if I backed into one facing the door. Twenty minutes passed on the dashboard clock, and I was wary Raven had left while I was up two levels beating off.
The door opened as I was about to back out, and Raven walked into view looking completely put together. It was like I hadn’t made a mess out of her forty-five minutes ago. Even in the terrible garage lighting, she was beautiful. The pencil skirt she wore hugged her delicious curves, and I berated myself fornot making her bend over her desk earlier. The urge to see her ass walking in those heels and nothing else had me ready to go again.
She was relaxed, unlike she had been the day I’d followed her from her apartment. That thought lingered in the back of my mind, and I hoped I heard from Rick soon. Something had set my girl on edge, and I was going to find out what it was. I doubted Raven needed to be protected, but maybe she could use someone to help sharpen her claws.
The black Lexus sedan backed out of her spot and turned the corner. I knew the way to her apartment so I let her get a good start. Exiting the garage and turning onto the downtown street, I looked for the silver emblem on the back of her car.
Weaving through traffic until I spotted her, I eased my car into the lane behind her. When she noticed she was being followed, her driving morphed into caution. I tailgated her onto the quiet street she took to throw me off. Detour after detour, she eventually headed the opposite direction of her apartment.
After following her deep into the urban outskirts for thirty minutes, I laughed when she took us into the area of town I lived in. We crept down a dozen side streets before getting back onto the main road again, Raven trying to lose me without luck. Finally, when we were one neighborhood over from mine, she went left and I went right toward my apartment. Deep down, I knew she had discerned I was the one following her, but maybe she still had a hint of fear that a guy—even one who had made her come without knowing what he looked like—was following her. Hopefully, I was getting under her skin, and I smiled at the notion.
“Hey man, what’s up?”I asked when the voice answered the phone on the fifth ring the next afternoon.
“Ryan? What the hell, dude?” Aaron’s tone was definitely an annoyed one. “I haven’t heard from you in how many fucking years? Nice of you to finally call.”
I winced. “Sorry, man. Life, ya know. What’s new with you?”
“Not much. Got married, bought a house, got a job, not in that order. The usual. What have you been up to since college?”
I ran my hand through my hair as I paced the apartment. “Nothing eventful,” I lied. I had no interest in jumping into the shit that went down after college—rebuilding myself from the drinking only to be torn back down by my asshole father. I definitely didn’t want to divulge what I did for a living. Not that I was ashamed of it, I just knew Aaron wouldn’t understand.
Aaron and I weren’t necessarily friends. We were college roommates before my grades dropped, and l left. The school we had attended was elite, one that had requirements to remain a student. I didn’t meet the requirements and only went there because my parents forced me while also paying for it. Aaron also had rich parents, but he didn’t lean on them as much as I had. He made a lot of money on the side.
