Page 15 of Raven's Hacker
Hacker’s POV
It was the middle of the night when there was a persistent knocking at my door that was getting louder the longer it went on. I looked at my clock. Four in the morning. The fuck? Groggy and now worried something bad had happened, I got out of bed in my boxers. I opened the door, took one look at who was on the other side, and shut the door as quickly as possible. This was not what I wanted them to see. I was a wreck, and they weren’t supposed to be here for another couple of days.
“Shit! Ryder! Raven! Give me just a second! I need pants.” Fuck! What was going on?! I could feel the panic rising in my chest. I didn’t have everything moved into the house yet!Fuck me! With pants now on, I opened the door again and let in a giggling Raven and Ryder. I was not fully awake, and these two thought they were stand-up comedians.
“You two. Just come in. I’m not awake. You guys ruined your surprise, too.” I grumbled, making my way to pull out the couch for Ryder.
“Oh crap! I totally forgot! In all our excitement of being free, we just wanted to get here.” She cooed at me, damn it. It was working. And giving more than a semi. Fuck. Heading back to bed. I crawl under the covers, holding them up for her. She set her stuff down while Ryder curled up on the pull-out couch.
I fell asleep wrapped around my girl, thinking about how it was our last night in this small, single room. Tomorrow, we would finally have a separate room from Ryder.
Thank.
Fuck.
**Raven’s POV
We slept in well past breakfast that day. Getting here at four am, thankfully, falling asleep not long after, and waking up at two in the afternoon was fabulous, but we were starving. I was fully prepared for a lazy day in bed. Ordering food, not doing anything. But when I rolled over, Beckam’s side of the bed was empty and cold. I turned, looking for Ryder. He was still on the couch.
Where’d he go?
I grabbed my phone and clicked on his name. It rang continuously, eventually sending me to voicemail. I called again, and it went to voicemail. Again. Getting out of bed, I decided to just start my day because, fuck it. I knew I would hear from him eventually. I needed to wash the airport off of me and the sheets. I stripped the bed, took the linens to the laundry, and then came back into the room and took a nice, long, hot shower. There was a knock at the door just before it opened, and I was suddenly aware that I wasn’t the only one in the bathroom anymore.
“Hello?” I called out, swiping my arm across the glass shower door to see who it was. Beckam stood there in the bathroom, watching me like I was an oasis in a desert.
“Hi,” I breathed out. He looked at me lustfully, hungrily. Like I was his last meal, and he was ready to feast. He locked the bathroom door before getting in the shower with me. He staredat me for a minute or two without saying a word. I began to feel a little nervous and shy under his gaze as I moved to cover myself. He grabbed my arms, stopping me. He took a step towards me, and that was the moment I realized he was naked. His dick hit me in the belly button. He was so hard that his dick could probably cut a diamond. He kept eye contact with me as he got down on his knees. He picked up my left leg, kissing every inch, as he moved closer to my center.
He looked up at me, silently asking for permission. I felt my head nodding. Did I say yes? No sooner did my head make the first nod than he connected with my core. I was seeingstars! This man was sucking, licking, nipping, and quietly moaning all over my lower lips. I was struggling to keep my voice down as I had never had someone make out withherlikethis! I was cumming before I knew what was happening! My fingers weaved through his hair, pulling his face deeper into me. He moaned on my clit and the vibrations caused me to cum again, still incredibly sensitive from the first one. Feeling slightly wobbly, I felt hands under my ass, picking me up. My arms shot around his neck as I was pinned against the cool shower wall. Both of us were panting as I searched his eyes for any sign of him wanting to stop, but all I saw was lust, desire, and love.
“I love you,” I panted out, trying to catch my breath. He pulled me closer, pressing every inch of me as close to him as possible. I felt the tip of his dick pressing against my throbbing core. He looked in my eyes, searching for something. I heard his deep, husky voice tell me he loved me too as he kissed me, sinking himself into me. He paused, buried deep inside me, kissing me absolutely senseless.
“You’re the best feeling in the world,” he said as he thrust into me again. I started to moan, and he captured them all withhis mouth. He thrust deeply into me, again and again, leaning down to my ear, “Every single moan is mine. Mine only.”
Fuck! That made my pussy tighten.
“Do you like it when I tell you that you’re mine?” There it was again. That possession, the claiming of it.
“I’ll show you how I’m going to claim you,” he said deeply, speeding up to a punishing pace. I locked my ankles around his waist, keeping my arms wrapped around his shoulders. He started nipping and kissing up and down my neck. He pinned me harder against the wall, grabbing one of my breasts and pinching the nipple, sending me over the edge. He kept fucking me through my orgasm, as I silently came on his cock. He pulled his face back so he could look me in the eye.
“I need you to hear what I’m going to tell you now. Okay?” I nodded.
“Words, baby,” he slowed his pace.
“Yes,” I breathed, barely able to comprehend what was going on after three orgasms. He started to speed up again, but not as hard as he was going.
“I’m going to cum inside you. Because you are mine. I want you to be my old lady,” his hips started to thrust at a frustrated pace, like he was trying to hold back.
“I want to spend forever with you,” I clenched my pussy as hard as I could right as he thrust inside me, “I love you, Raven!” He called out my name as he came deep inside my pussy. I kissed him in response.
“I love you, too, Beckam. I want forever with you, too.” He kissed me back.
“Good. Because I bought us a house. I want to take you guys to see it today. I wanted to have it done before you got here, but you had to show up early. Now you can help decorate. If you want,” I smiled at him. This man knew me so well. He slowly lowered me to the floor, making sure I wasn’t too wobbly.
“I can’t wait! When do we go?” I said, washing myself again.
“Now? If you want?” I nodded excitedly! We finished in the shower, got out, toweled off, and hurried to dress to go see the house.
I couldn’t wait to move here. I think Ryder would approve.
