~Raiden~
She’s so fucking beautiful. I don’t even know how she’s under me right now. I don’t even know how we got here.
She’s looking up at me with those baby blue eyes and I am so pussy whipped I can’t even see straight. We’re just locked in this moment, neither of us blinking, breathing, moving.
But of course, her friend decides right now is the time to interrupt. Three bangs on the door and it’s open.
“Uhh…I see now that I should have waited until you answered me to come in…”
I look behind me at the doorway and there is Elli’s best friend. Her mouth is fully open and it makes me chuckle. I roll off of my girl and she sits up, her hair looking wild and disheveled, her lips still noticeably puffy.
“Jennifer Irene. What the fuck!”
At that outburst, I fall back laughing.
Eli looks so pissed off and it’s without a doubt the cutest thing I have ever witnessed. Jen just closes her mouth and backs out slowly, closing the door.
Face now in her hands. “Oh my goodness. I am so sorry, Raid.” Elli’s voice is a bit muffled but I still think it’s funny.
I take her hands away from her face and kiss them.
“Let’s go make some breakfast. I feel like it’ll be less awkward if we at least go out there.”
I get up and she just watches me. Almost as if she has a hard time looking away. I don’t mind it, it gives my ego a huge boost knowing she likes what she’s seeing. I grab my shirt and slip it over my head, then readjust the rock hard issue in my shorts.
Yes, that is twice I’ve gotten her off.
Yes, I am still excruciatingly hard.
And yes, I want to fuck her brains out…but that time will come.
When we finally get to the kitchen, I have myself under control. Jen is sitting at the counter with Dahlia by her feet and she’s drinking coffee, a bottle of Advil already out on the counter next to her. She turns around when she hears us.
“So…what exactly did I just walk in on Elli?” She doesn’t sound accusatory, but actually happy and curious.
I can see her eyebrows creeping up into her hairline and it’s pretty funny honestly.
“I mean, I think the situation kind of explains itself, Jen.” Elli is blushing so hard I can practically feel it radiating from her.
I love it, she’s so fucking beautiful. I can’t get over it. She walks over and grabs two cups from a tall cupboard, going up on her tiptoes, her shirt raising up to expose the soft supple skin at her waist. I can’t help but just stand there like a dolt staring at her skin, knowing how it feels against my skin, like cream and sugar and everything sweet. I could eat her up. I need to taste her. The need to feel her body against mine again is borderline overwhelming.
She glances up at me and I swear she can read my thoughts. She pulls her lip in between her teeth while she’s staring back at me and it takes every ounce of strength I have not to grab her and take her across the counter.
Jen needs to leave. Or I need a cold shower. Either way, something has to be done about this.
“Actually, I think I better head home and tend to a much-needed hangover rest day,” Jen chirps, sliding off of her stool.
“You sure Jen? You’re good to stay you know.”
Elli and Jen catch each other’s eyes briefly as if to ask if they’re okay.
“Love you, girlfriend…Nice to meet you, Raiden.”
She waves at me as she’s backing out of the kitchen so I nod my head and reply, “You too, Jen.”
As soon as the front door closes, I sigh a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. It truly is just Eli and I now.
“Raid,” she says it so softly I almost don’t hear her.
I turn around and she’s so close, close enough to smell her. She smells like my mama’s garden, wild and earthy, yet so feminine and fragrant.
“I just…I wanted to thank you for coming over last night and for staying with me.” She hangs her head like she’s ashamed.
I put a finger under her chin to force her to meet my gaze. “Baby, you don’t have to thank me. I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else.”
Her eyes are like light pools of water, so crisp and clear, I want to dive right in them. I slide my finger across her jaw just as she’s closing her eyes I make my way to the back of her neck under her hair. Her eyes are now fully closed so I take my time and move in slow, my big hand cupping her slight neck. I run my nose down her cheek to her neck and then to trace her collarbone, just breathing her in and relishing the fact that this is all new. This is all happening now, I can explore her body the way I’ve been craving to.
She’s barely breathing, anticipating what I’ll do next. I slip my tongue out and take her right at the base of her neck where I can feel her pulse rapid fire under her soft skin. She sucks in a sharp breath. This slow game is eating me alive when all I want to do is eat her.
I move slowly up to her ear and whisper, “Tell me what you want, baby.” I don’t even notice her gripping my waist until her hands flex in my shirt. The most seductive whisper I’ve ever heard hits me like a freight train.
“You.”
That’s it, exactly what I wanted.
With no further hesitation, I pick her up so her legs go around my waist and carry her back to her bedroom and kick the door shut behind me. Last night was to show her I won’t push her if she isn’t ready. This was the green light and fuck, I am already outta the gate heading toward the first quarter mile turn.
I throw her onto the bed then rip my shirt over my head, sending it sailing across the room. Her breathing gets progressively shallow as she takes in all my ink over my defined and well-used muscles. I climb up the bed, so I’m on top of her thinking to myself the whole way that she is wearing entirely too many clothes.
As I’m moving north I take my hands and catch the hem of her T-shirt raising it up her toned stomach, kissing the swell of her tits and oh fuck, I’m in heaven just seeing those perfect rose colored nipples puckered and just waiting for my mouth to be on them.
Who am I to deny such a request?
I bend my head down, catching her eyes briefly, and suck a tight rose bud into my mouth, shit she tastes like whipped cream. I lightly bite and tease her with my teeth, just enough to get her to start grinding underneath me and panting. She goes to put her hands in my hair, but this is my time. I grab her wrists and put them above her head, a sexy gasp escaping her lips at my roughness. I move up to her neck and place a possessive claiming bite there at the base of her throat.
Mine.
She might not get it yet, but I can’t leave her alone now, I’ve tasted her and I need to have her.
Keep her.
Make her mine.
She starts to writhe under me and I almost shoot my load right there in my shorts.
Nu uh baby, not yet.
I keep her hands above her head, locked there with just one of my big hands holding both of hers and use my other to softly skim over her skin down to her shorts. I tug them down working one side down then the other and when she’s bare I can smell how wet she is for me, it ratchets up my desire for her tenfold.
I can’t take it. I’m an animal and she’s my prey.
My lips touch her collarbone gently, contrasting what I’m about to do next. I let the pads of my fingers trail up her thighs, my kisses becoming more urgent, turning to biting and sucking then I move my fingers through her drenched pussy lips and I lose myself in how slick she is. It’s driving me wild. I press my thumb against her clit and I swear she almost comes undone right there.
She’s panting and grinding against my hand so I withdraw it and look into her eyes.
I growl out, “No baby, that orgasm is mine and you can have it only when I give it to you.”