BOOM
Trey
WHEN I PULL up, the cafe is dark and the sign says they’re closed. After parking along the curb, I walk around to the back entrance, assuming that’s where Raven will be. The door is propped open a crack so I kick away the stopper before stepping inside.
Low music plays from the kitchen, alerting me to her location. I watch from the hallway as she dances, unaware of my presence. She’s swinging her hips while pouring something into a bowl. Raven’s long hair is flowing down in a golden cascade. Her ass wiggles as she sways back and forth, hypnotizing me with the tantalizing tempo. She’s wearing tight black leggings that are sprinkled with flour. Sweat dots her forehead and a radiant flush lights up her skin.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous.
She startles when I knock on the wall, but the shock is quickly replaced with a smile.
“Hi, you,” Raven says with a little wave.
I move into the room. “Hey, Princess. Still working?”
She nods. “Yup. Getting started on some items for tomorrow.”
Raven takes a slow, and extremely obvious, perusal of my body. I prowl forward like a hunter with my prey in direct sight. Her sapphires gleam as she catches my want, reflecting her own back at me. Raven doesn’t shy away. She boldly shows her longing for me.
The questions that haunted me this morning settle on the tip of my tongue. They fire out of me in rapid succession as I stalk closer.
“You happy to see me?”
“Uh, huh. I’m glad you’re here,” she says without pause.
My heart pounds faster. “You been thinking about me?”
Raven’s lashes flutter. “Yes.”
I point to her succulent mouth. “You still feeling me?”
A darker blush blooms on her cheeks as she whispers, “Yes.”
“You embarrassed about what happened last night?”
“No,” she says while biting her lip.
“You craving more?”
“So much,” she admits while her feet shuffle in place.
Raven’s sultry signals tell me everything else I need to know. While her thighs clench, the juncture between is calling to me. Her blue eyes are torches, lighting a path to the need buried inside.
I stride closer, studying the way her restless fingers tap the counter. “Finish telling me what else gets you horny, Princess.”
She shoots me a saucy grin. “Stirring batter.”
“Isn’t that a huge part of your job?” I ask while gesturing to her discarded work in progress. My muddled brain finally catches up. “Wait a hot fucking minute. You’re telling me—”
“I’m constantly turned on. Wanna see?”
“That’s a question you’ve never gotta ask,” I manage to choke out while creeping into her personal space. “Need a helping hand?”
Raven shakes her head and takes a step back. She shimmies out of her pants, exposing a pair of hot pink panties. I groan at the sight of the tiny thong, imagining the material between my teeth. Raven’s shirt goes next, leaving her almost naked before me. I’ve never seen a hotter sight, and she’s mine tonight.
She purrs like a sex kitten, “What do you think?”
“Damn, baby. You’re not messing around.” I’m getting dizzy while my dick turns to stone.
“I’ve been very busy stirring, and it’s time for a break,” Raven says while her fingers dance along her collarbone.
I scrub a hand over my mouth and take in the glorious view. It’s more obvious than ever that yesterday was just a tease, a tiny taste to tide me over before the main event. She’s been hiding all these luscious curves, but the bright dome lights are highlighting every seductive line. Raven’s tits are high and perky, concealed by pink satin. Her slender waist leads to flared hips that connect to toned legs, which I want latched around me.
I bite my fist while picturing her ass. “Turn around,” rumbles from my chest. She does, and those ripe globes might be my undoing. When she bends forward slightly, I curse the string of material blocking my show. “Fuck, Raven. Not sure I’ve seen anything sexier.”
“We’ll see about that.” She faces me and unclasps her lacy bra.
I quickly glance over my shoulder. “Aren’t you worried Delilah will show up?”
“Nope. I told her we had plans. She’s out with Addy.”
“That’s good enough for me.”
I kick out of my boots while unbuckling my jeans. In a mad flurry, I’ve got my pants down and tee whipped off. I stumble in my haste, and Raven laughs. My briefs are tenting big time as I stroke up her torso. When she bites her lip and drops her bra, I get a glimpse into heaven. I almost swallow my tongue, but decide on a better purpose for it.
As I lift her against me, our mouths crash together in a tidal wave. Raven wraps her legs around my waist, climbing higher, searching for a deeper connection. Our naked chests press together and static sizzles between us. She smells like sugar and flowers, making me itch for a hit of my addiction. Raven’s scent is the strongest fucking drug, and I’m a willing addict. She moans into me when I grip her hips, grinding her against my cock.
I break away, and my gaze darts around, searching for a spot to nail Raven against. The gleaming surface next to us should do the trick. I set her sexy ass on the table and she practically leaps back into my arms.
“Holy fuck, that’s freezing,” she sputters.
I chuckle. “Hmm, I’ll warm you up real quick. Lay back, Princess.”
Raven allows me to press her down on the metal, and goosebumps break out along her skin. Her nipples pebble into pointy peaks, and my tongue wags at the temptation. I gather the only scrap of fabric still covering her. With a jerk and tear, the panties fall away. She doesn’t seem to care that they’re ruined and swivels her core toward me.
“I want you,” Raven moans while edging closer. Her yearning echoes in my ears before traveling south.
“Oh, yeah? Let’s see,” I say with lust coating my tone.
My fingers swipe through her wet slit, finding proof that stirring is a wicked form of foreplay. She’s already primed and ready to go, which is the biggest fucking turn-on. I’ve barely touched Raven, but she’s already squirming, her thighs trembling in my palms. My cock jolts with need, desperate for a turn, and ready to go off like a rocket.
She reaches for my briefs and snaps the elastic. “Take these off.”
I gladly shove the confining material down, studying Raven’s alluring features. Taking a deep breath, I try to stave off the demand already tightening in my balls. Everywhere I look appears coated in desire, which only makes shit worse.
Fuck it.
With a crinkle of foil and snap of rubber, I’m sheathed and ready. In the next beat, I’m lining up and pushing in. Her mouth hangs open on a soundless scream as I punch forward a few inches.
“Christ, you’re tight. Squeezing me like a fist, Princess,” I mumble. My thumb seeks out her clit and circles quickly, hoping to relax the stranglehold she’s got on my cock.
Raven pants, “It’s, uh, been a while. Oh, my, yes . . . far too long.”
My eyes cross as she clenches tighter around me. I yank her to the end of the counter so she needs me to keep her steady. Having that control over her makes me hungry for more.
“You like being dirty, Princess? Getting fucked at work?”
“Yessss,” she says on an exhale.
“Someone might catch me sliding deep into your pussy. You like that?”
Raven arches into me. “I do. I really do.”
After a few shallow pumps, I’m able to drive in all the way. Even through the condom, her slick heat blazes into me. Her tits bounce in rhythm with my thrusts, captivating me with each upward swing. I lean forward and suck a nipple into my mouth, biting down gently. The new sensation seems to add another level to Raven’s pleasure.
Her fingers spear into my hair as she begs. “Oh, ohhhhh, more. Please, Trey.” While slamming forward forcefully, I pull more of her silky flesh between my lips. I hit a special spot inside her, and she squeals. “You’re so big, it almost hurts.”
I’m being brutal, unable to hold back, as my body slams into hers. Raven doesn’t seem to mind. I nibble and lick across her chest before latching onto the other taut tip. Her nails dig into my triceps, and the sting feels electrifying. I decide she’s being too quiet.
I release Raven’s tender skin with a pop before catching her feverish gaze. “Give me your words, baby. I want to hear all your pleasure.”
A beautiful red hue paints her neck as she bows into my clutches. “It’s never, ah, felt like this. Oh, my Lord, this is incredible. I feel you everywhere. Please keep going. Don’t stop. Ever,” she pleads on a gasp.
“I won’t, Princess. My dick is gonna be stamped here forever. You’ll be feeling me for months,” I say through gritted teeth.
“I better be.”
“You doubting me?”
“Not sure you’re that powerful.” Raven’s taunt zaps straight to my balls, as if she’s teasing them with her mouth.
“Better be careful what you’re asking for,” I growl against her throat.
“Make me,” she replies on a groan.
Challenge accepted.
Pressure floods my groin as I hammer into her. I shove in before dragging out, again and again. Raven’s pussy cinches around me and I almost shout from the pinching pleasure. Her muscles clamp tighter as we barrel toward climax. Tingles prickle my scalp as I plunge in and pull out in a rapid beat. My pelvis rolls into hers and Raven pushes back, creating electric friction.
I toss her leg over my arm to spread her even wider. This position allows me to reach that special place hidden deep within her. She tells me when I hit it.
Raven claws at my chest. “Wh-what are you doing to me? Oh, oh, fuck. I’m gonna come, yeah, almost there,” she says.
“Give me what I want, Princess. Let me see you explode.”
I’m pounding her into the table, threatening to topple the entire thing over. Pots clatter, and one crashes to the floor. The contents splatter over my foot but I hardly notice. Fire licks up my spine as our skin slaps together with my punishing thrusts.
“Co-coming,” she wheezes. “Yes, yes, yes! Ohh, yes!” Her core muscles spasm and quake, triggering my orgasm. My release shoots forward, blasting out like a shotgun. I’m jolting into her as nonsense expletives fall from my mouth. Any ache I’ve ever felt pours out of me as raw satisfaction floods in.
I fold on top of Raven, panting like a marathon runner. “Jesus, that was something.” I can’t seem to catch my breath as ecstasy thrashes within me.
The rapid rise and fall of her chest rocks my body. “I can’t even . . . I mean, wow,” she stutters while combing through my hair. “There isn’t a definition for that.”
My pride swells with her comment. “Couldn’t agree more.” And that’s the truth. I’m committing this fuck to memory under Best Yet.
Peeling away from Raven’s sugary skin feels like a crime, but I’m sweaty as fuck. When I pull out, she whines and tightens her legs around mine. Starting at her stomach, I kiss my way up until reaching her sinful lips.
“Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere,” I murmur against her pout.
Raven’s hands roam along my sides. “Good because I’m not ready to leave yet. Plus, you’ve gotta help with this mess.”
I glance around, assessing the damage, and there’s definite cleaning up to do. Utensils and pans are scattered everywhere, but that’s not what catches my eye. A batch of something gooey managed to survive the assault and looks damn appetizing.
I dip a finger in the mixture before popping it into my mouth. Chocolate bursts on my tongue, and I moan. This goodness would taste even better served off Raven’s tits.
Hmm. That’s not a bad idea.
I glance at her and notice she’s watching my movements. I gather more batter and bring it to her lips. She sucks my coated finger into her mouth, swirling around like a tornado. I choke when my dick hardens so fast it’s got to be some sort of record.
Raven’s gaze gleams with suggestion as she says, “I’m not called the master baker for nothing.”
I smear frosting over her nipple before voicing the obvious. “How ‘bout another round, Princess?”