Page 67 of Raven

It’s a private bathroom, but when I pull the door open, it’s not locked, and I run right into Maddy, who stands with her back to the sink counter, her hands gripping the edge, her gaze on me.

It smells like flowers and soap. Even the bathrooms at this resort are top-notch.

And Maddy doesn’t look all that surprised when she sees me, which makes me even angrier.

She knew I followed her. She is testing my patience.

I lock the door behind me, step up to her, and set my hands on each side of her on the counter.

I bring my face close to hers. “What did I say about other men, Maddy?” I say calmly, though my heart is racing.

She lifts her chin, her pretty lips so dangerously close that I consider disregarding her rule and kissing them.

This is fucking annoying.

“What did you say, Raven? Remind me?”

Her calm demeanor makes me even angrier. I push off the counter and bring my hands to her thighs, slide them up, under her dress, higher yet, until they cup her ass.

“I don’t share, Maddy,” I murmur, squeezing her sweet behind. “We have rules.” I slide my fingers under the hem of her panties. “I told you to behave yourself.”

Her lips part in a little gasp at my invasive touch. “Did you?”

“See?” Her lips part wider in a sharp inhale when I pull her toward me. “You are still messing with me.”

“Am I?”

This fucking girl…

I slide one hand between us, under her panties, and find her clit.

The revelation stuns me. She is wet. By God, she’d better be wet so quickly for me and not someone she talked to minutes ago.

“Now repeat the new rule of this deal,” I say, working my fingers along her slick pussy. “We are not in a relationship, but there are no other men in this equation. Understood?”

She gasps, throwing her head back just a little as she pushes her pussy into my hand.

“I watched you outside with those two,” I say.

“I know,” she says on an exhale with a little roll of her hips. “You never responded to my text,” she says. “Raven,” she adds and licks her lips.

I am hard, so fucking hard I can break a table with my hard-on.

And she’s so cocky it riles me up.

“Okay,” I say.

“Okay what?” she taunts and pushes herself into my hand.

I start nudging my finger in her pussy, slowly, teasing like she does with her words.

She gasps, and there is that mocking smile on her lips. The beautiful witch is messing with me, she knows it, and she’s enjoying it.

“No other men,” I say, drowning my finger in her juices as I thrust it a little deeper inside her. “No other women.”

I step into her with all my weight as I keep fucking her with my finger when she suddenly pushes my hand away.

“There’s just a little problem, Raven,” she says snappily, fixing her skirt in place.

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