Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
In one abrupt move, I push into her. A groan escapes.
Gazes locked, I give her a second to adjust, and once she exhales a small breath, I then slide in the rest of the way.
Her muscles clamp around me.
She’s so tight.
So wet.
Too perfect.
I push in at a steady pace, and she meets my thrusts every time. We’re creating a symphony with our bodies.
“Raven,” I groan, thrusting harder. Deeper.
Her fingers dig into my arms, and it only undoes me. I’m a possessed man, slamming my cock so deep inside her, I don’t know where I end and she begins.
I slam into her without mercy, and she continues to beg for more. I know it won’t be long.
A primal moan escapes her lips as she tips over the edge.
Something like a growl bursts through my chest as she contracts around me. Thrusting a few more times, I pour into her, coming harder than I ever have before.
Afterward, we lie side by side, and I turn to face her.
She smiles up at me and yawns. “Sleep. We have all the time in the world.”
Days have passed, and things are now different between Raven and I. We have unlocked something precious, but we aren’t naming it. Aren’t calling it out. Not standing on ceremony, needing to claim a relationship status.
A hollow feeling weighs in my gut.
Wasn’t that what you wanted?
Yes. That’s what I wanted. To not put labels on things.
But clear definitions can be nice.
Despite that need for labels niggling through my mind, I try to keep focused on work.
We have accomplished a lot.
We went up to Lake Como and captured pictures on a boat while cruising around. The sportswear images ended up perfect.
Then we traveled through the ancient streets of Venice, finding lots of shops with colorful windows. The perfect backdrop to promote the ICON line.
We’ve become inseparable and insatiable.
To the point I don’t want to see the trip end.
Now in Rome and done with the Diosa shoot, I had hoped that we could spend a bit of time sightseeing together, enjoying the city, but unfortunately, my father’s legal team has rang. I have to head to London. Raven will return to New York alone.
I don’t like the idea of separating from her. I feel lost knowing that tomorrow we’ll no longer be together.
A heavy feeling weighs on my chest.
When Raven is around, she’s the light.
As if summoned by my thoughts, I hear a knock on my door. I know it’s her. Opening the door, I pull her inside and then shut the door behind her.
Still in the foyer, I don’t even say hello; instead, I kiss her soft lips.
“Charles,” she breathes in between licks and nips.
“Yes, Rae?”
“You don’t want dinner?” She pulls her mouth from mine, and I groan at the loss.
“Not tonight. I’ve got room service on the way later. I want you all to myself one last time.”
“Last . . .”
“Well, for a night or two at most.”
“Oh, yeah. Of course. You need time alone when you get back to the city. I get that.”
I place a finger on her lips, stopping her rush of words. “Rae. It’s not that, love. I have to go to London in the morning. It just makes more sense to send you home.”
“Oh. Oh. Okay.” She nods. “You don’t want me with you in London,” she whispers, and the tone of her voice feels like a knife in my chest.
Cupping her cheeks in my hands, I smile down at her. “I want you in London with me. I’d love to show you around my hometown. But we have work to do to finish this campaign. I need you back in New York, but tonight, I need you here. With me. I need to fuck you.”
“Okay.”
Slowly, I back away and move us toward the bedroom suite. I stand her next to the footboard of the massive mahogany frame.
“Turn around. Let me help with this zipper.”
She gasps as my warm fingers touch her skin, then I remove her dress, slowly.
I work the thin material off her body until she’s left in just her knickers and lace corset.
She’s a goddess.
Sliding the lace off her, I lean in to where I know she’s desperate for me, and swipe my tongue against her skin. “You taste intoxicating. I cannot get enough of you.”
“Charles.” My name on her lips sets me ablaze.
I need her.
Her intelligence. Strength. Humor.
I need each piece of her. I tell her that with my ministrations. Making her squirm and push until I break her control. Raven falls apart as she comes on my mouth with unbridled restraint.
Once she comes down from her high, she unties her corset and gets on the bed. Without any more delay, I remove my clothes, move onto the bed, and cover her with my body.
Raven reaches up and touches my cheek. The caress breaks down any of the last barriers I may have had left. A feeling I’ve never felt weaves its way through me.