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Unable to hold back, I pushed her hand away just as the pressure began to build at the base of my spine. The edging was torture, but I refused to come anywhere except inside her.

Dragging Raven up by her elbows, I led her down the hall to her bedroom. I wanted to bend her over the table and fuck her into oblivion, but the first time I pushed inside her was going to be in a bed where she would be comfortable. We weren’t fucking teenagers, no matter how we were crazy foreach other, and I didn’t want her to be distracted by discomfort. She was going to focus on nothing except my cock stretching her so deliciously.

In her room, I whirled her in front of me and backed her up until her legs met the bed, pushing her down onto the soft mattress. I crawled over her, using my teeth to pull her panties down her thighs. When I moved back up her body, I drank in her mouth like I was dying of thirst. Realizing I had forgotten a very important item in my pants that were still in the dining room, I untangled my tongue from hers, and she whimpered when I pulled away.

“One second, babe. I’ll be right back.”

She dug her nails into my back, the bite of pain deliciously shooting through my skin. “No. I told you before,” she panted. “We’re good. Please fuck me, Ryan.”

Fuck. The thought of pounding her bare unleashed an animal deep inside me. I searched her eyes. “Are you sure? I don’t need?—”

Her eyes bore into me. “If you don’t shut the fuck up, I swear I’m going to tie your ass to the bed and take what I want,” she threatened, her tone no longer playful.

My mouth dropped open at her outburst, and for a moment I had no response. The image of her riding me flitted through my mind and I silently promised she would be doing that before that night was over.

The corner of my mouth turned up into a smile. “You’re so needy for my cock, aren’t you, baby?” The fire left her as she nodded and crumpled beneath me.

I notched myself at her slick entrance and pushed in just an inch before slamming all the way to the hilt. She screamed at the invasion and wound her fingers into my hair as I pulled out painfully slowly. She felt fucking spectacular, her body fitting perfectly with mine. If there was a heaven, she was it.

My hips thrust hard before picking up my pace. I reached between our bodies and circled my thumb over her sensitive clit.

“Oh fuck, Ryan. Fuck.”

Her moans and breaths were music to my ears. I lost myself in her words and cries, the sounds giving pure euphoria. Time didn’t matter in the supernova of our connected bodies. “You’re fucking perfect, Raven,” I whispered into her hair. “So fucking perfect. You take my cock like it was made for you.” I quickened my ministrations with my thumb as my orgasm began to build.

“I’m going to—” she groaned.

“Yes, baby, let it out. Let go with me.”

Her face tensed with pleasure. “Keep talking.”

I smiled, wondering how I got so lucky that my girl had a voice kink.

“That’s it. Come on my cock. Grip me so tight with your sweet pussy that I can’t help but unleash inside you.”

I rocked my hips into her with an upward motion, searching for the spot that would send her over the edge. “You’re mine, Raven. This pussy and all its orgasms belong to me now. Give it to me, baby. Give me all of you. I need your release more than fucking anything.”

“Yes! Fuck, Ryan!” she screamed.

I didn’t know if she was agreeing that she was mine or if she was lost in her lust, but it didn’t matter. Raven was mine, either way. As her pussy fluttered and pulsed around my cock with her release, I spilled into her. All the pent-up emotion from the last month left my body, and I was lightheaded with ecstasy. I marked her with every last drop before sliding free and collapsing on the bed.

I pulled her close, a sudden wave of exhaustion crashing over me. The lack of sleep was finally becoming too much.Raven nuzzled her face into my neck, and I breathed in her honey-scented hair.

“Are you tired?” I asked, fighting the sleep that was desperately clawing at me just like Raven had moments before.

“Yeah, but I need to go shower before I can sleep well. I can’t go to bed with your cum dripping down my thighs.” She giggled.

“You totally could, or I could clean you up with my tongue.” I smirked.

“You look like you’re about to crash,” she threw back.

“All right,” I said, propping up on an elbow. “Let’s go shower.”

She pushed me back down. “No, it’s okay. You had a long night last night. I won’t be long.”

I started to protest, but she put a finger to my lips, which I promptly kissed and took into my mouth to suck. She pulled her hand away and crawled out of bed. When she disappeared into the ensuite I marveled at how she knew I needed sleep without me telling her. As sleep pulled me under, I let myself imagine my life like this all the time. Raven and I doing everyday things together, me having dinner waiting for her when she got home from the office, falling asleep with her in my arms. I let myself dream about that life because I wanted it to be my reality.

Where was I?I swam my way into consciousness, fighting through confusion. I felt like I had been hit by a truck and had slept for days. I couldn’t remember what happened before I went to sleep. Finally, I wrenched one eye open and surveyed the room around me.