Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
I wagged my brows at her.
She giggled, and God, I loved the sound of it. Fingertips swept along my jaw as those dark eyes danced. “I think you might like that too much, Otto Hudson.”
“You can rest assured I like it any time that you’re touchin’ me.”
“Like this?” she asked. She slid her hand down my stomach until she was gripping my cock.
A thunderbolt of pleasure struck me.
“Fuck, Raven,” I groaned, caught off guard, taken by surprise, the girl so fuckin’ bold, I had no idea how we hadn’t ended up here years ago.
But I guessed when she’d claimed she was ready to stretch her wings, she meant it.
“That’s a really good start,” I told her, words going jagged as she began to stroke me.
One touch, and she had me so hard it was painful. Dick thickening in a fit of desire.
Seemed now that I’d had her, I was never going to get enough.
Raven shifted, and she tossed a leg over me to straddle me at the waist.
The woman a vision beneath the hazy rays of light that filled the bathroom. Rivulets of water glided down her flesh, that shock of black hair a tangle, the ends dripping wet as she drove me to madness with that wicked little hand.
My hands flew to her waist. “What do you think you’re doing, darlin’?”
There was no timidity in her when she raked her teeth over her bottom lip. “Taking this fantasy. Seducing you.”
My chuckle was a scrape of greed, and I sat up and took a fistful of her hair, words shifting to a deep, guttural awe. “You can go ahead and tick that box, Little Moonflower. Call me seduced. Never gonna break the spell you have me under.”
Then I stood with her in my arms, stepping out of the bathtub, both of us dripping wet, and I carried her to my bed.
FORTY-SEVEN
RAVEN
EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD
Haddie had Raven by the hand as she hauled her down the sidewalk toward the house that was lit up like a stage.
Lights glowing from the windows and music thrumming from the walls.
People were scattered all over the front lawn and porch, and it was almost impossible to maneuver their way through the crush as they stepped through the front door.
Raven could feel Haddie’s excitement. The exhilaration that buzzed through her as they stepped into the bedlam of the party.
Haddie squeezed her hand as she tossed her a grin. “I’m about to get sloppy drunk tonight.”
Raven rolled her eyes though she couldn’t help but smile. Her best friend was a wild one. Eager to race into every experience.
Raven wished she could be more like her.
Bold and daring.
But it’d taken Haddie three hours to even convince Raven to come tonight and then another two to coerce her into putting on the slinky, short dress.
She felt out of sorts and out of place. Exposed and unprotected.
But she yearned to step out. Find herself. Embrace who she was hungry to become.
That felt almost impossible since her fears had been more intense lately. The nightmares coming more often and leaving her terrified where she’d wake thrashing in the night.
It was painful without Otto there to come to her. To comfort her and remind her that she was strong and brave.
A fighter.
Her spirit flailed as she thought of him. Behind bars. She missed him. God, she missed him so much that she ached.
Haddie dragged her directly to the kitchen. Booze covered the countertop, and Haddie grabbed them both red cups and poured them each a drink. She handed Raven one and tapped the plastic cup against hers. “To all the fun the night will bring.”
“That sounds dangerous,” Raven said as she tapped her cup back, though she smiled as she brought the rim to her lips and took a sip of the vodka Haddie had mixed with cranberry juice.
Haddie giggled over her cup. “You’re always so worried. Time to let go, Raven. Tonight is going to be a blast. I mean, how couldn’t it be when you’re with me?”
A rush of excitement rolled through Raven, and she tipped her cup back, making the choice to let herself get carried away on the vibe.
And she was having a blast. Dancing with Haddie in the living room with some of the girls that Haddie knew from her neighborhood. They were actually really cool and welcoming to her, so Raven let go of some of her insecurities and instead chased down the thrill.
Hours passed like that. Laughing and dancing and having the best time.
Until Raven’s stomach bottomed out when she saw who came striding through the front door.
Gideon and Dusty and the rest of their crew.
Dread crawled down Raven’s spine. She didn’t have all the details, but she was pretty sure from the rumblings she’d heard between River and the rest of the guys that these assholes were responsible for Otto being sent away.