TWENTY-SEVEN
OTTO
Tumult ravaged me,my entire being snared in this lawlessness.
In this sin that I knew was going to rack up the greatest penalty. But staring down at Raven right then? Laid out on my bed, thrashing as I fucked my fingers into her sweet, untouched pussy?
Any punishment I had coming to me would be worth it.
Her hypnotizing scent was all around, though tonight, it was coated in her arousal. The girl soaking my hand as I fucked my fingers into the heat of her cunt.
This beautiful, vibrant soul who I’d vowed to protect but instead was doing my best to corrupt.
Tainting her with each stroke of my hand.
Still couldn’t fully process what she’d confessed. That she’d never been with a man. All the nights I’d spent stewing, tossing in this very bed thinking of some dirty motherfucker getting to lie with her, taking this body when some warped part of my psyche had always believed her mine.
There’d been no chance I could shun the petition she had made. No chance I could reject her when she’d confessed her fears and given me herdesires.
Not when she wanted it to be me.
I wouldn’t deny her that.
Problem was how fuckin’ far I wanted to take it. The way I wanted to sink all the way in. Write myself on her in a way that could never be erased.
Possess and consume.
I couldn’t go there. Couldn’t.
So instead, I focused on pleasing her where she was laid out in the middle of my bed, long black locks splayed out over my pillow.
Her lips parted and those inky eyes raved with desire and need. Short gasps raked from her lungs as she kept whimpering my name.
A motherfuckin’ goddess.
I pulled away for a beat, just staring down at her, the praise riding up my throat and dripping from my tongue. “So fuckin’ beautiful, Raven. So fuckin’ beautiful in every way.”
Bucking up, she arched her back. “Please.”
I planted one hand on the mattress up high near her head, and I slipped my other back through the crotch of her shorts.
Finding her slick, throbbing pussy still dripping for me.
I nearly came at the feel of it, my cock so heavy and hard I was afraid I was going to blow.
I drove my fingers back in, and Raven nearly levitated from the bed. “Yes, don’t stop. I need…I need…”
I could feel every cell in the woman quicken as I began to pump her, driving her higher.
“Look at you. Coming alive. Glowing like I knew you would.”
She was nothing but a light where the rays of the moonlight sheared in through the expanse of windows that rose behind her, illuminating her in a milky glow.
A beacon.
A sanctuary I couldn’t seek.
Her mouth slack and those moonlit eyes fully focused on me.