Hallowen Bites

by Alexa Riley

  “Wait, Jack. Where are we going? I can’t leave,” she says, but there’s no real force behind her words. She’s keeping up with every step I take, not even tugging at her hand from mine.

  “I told you I was taking you to dinner. I didn’t specify where. I’ve got food at my house. Let’s get out of here.”

  Before I give her any time to explain, I’ve pulled her into the back of my waiting car and shut the door behind us. The driver pulls away from the curb, and I drag Raven onto my lap.

  “Now. Where were we?”

  Chapter Five

  Raven

  My mouth lands on his, and this time I know for sure who begins it. I lost control earlier in the gym and I can’t stand it anymore. I am tired of fighting this overwhelming desire for Jack. Sure, I don’t know much about him, but Jesus, I’ve never had this kind of chemistry with anyone before.

  There is something here that’s so hot and urgent that I have no way of controlling it. And to be honest, I don’t know if I want to.

  I’d been worried about tonight, wondering what might happen. And wondering what might not happen. But as soon as he touched me, I was gone. All the fears and worries washed away and I was left in a puddle of need. I started to protest when we left, but it was all so feeble. I didn’t even believe the words I was saying. I wanted more than anything to go with him, so I threw caution to the wind. This may be a one-night thing for him, and if it is, then it will really suck, but I’m living in the moment.

  I straddle Jack. I’ve never done anything like this, so the bold move has to come from somewhere deep inside me. It’s a part of my body I’ve never tapped into before, and I’m giving it the keys to drive.

  “Raven. My God, you taste so fucking sweet. You’re like a drug.”

  He licks my bottom lip, and I feel everything south of my bellybutton clench with desire. The warm, wet heat between my legs dampens my panties, and I grind against him. The pressure building in me is growing, and I’m not sure I can control it. My pleasure feels like I’m climbing to the top of a roller coaster, only I have no idea how it’s going to go. The fear of the fall is crippling, but I just keep going up, up, up.

  “Jack. Oh God, I’m—” My words are cut off when his mouth goes to my neck and I feel his teeth graze the sensitive skin.

  “You’re what?” he asks, gripping my hips so tightly that pleasure and pain bleed into each other.

  “Close,” I breathe as I close my eyes.

  I rock up and down against the hard ridge of his cock. It’s nestled between us, but it’s thick and hot. I can feel his heat through his slacks and my costume, and all I want to do is rip away the fabric separating us.

  “We’re alone, little monster. You can take whatever you want from me.”

  My breath hitches, and I spread my legs impossibly wider, needing as much friction as I can get. I’m a stroke away from having the most intense orgasm of my life, and I’m terrified it’s going to rip me apart.

  “I’ll hold you together,” Jack says, as if reading my mind.

  The surety and safety of his words calm all of my fears, and I give my orgasm over to him. I lay my head back and scream out my pleasure as the waves of heat flow through me. My sex clenches and my breasts ache as he rolls against my hips, dragging out my release. Heat sears my veins, and it’s the greatest orgasm I’ve ever had.

  I’m trying to catch my breath as I feel weak and dizzy. It’s like I’ve hyperventilated, only it’s euphoric and wonderful. I suddenly recall his words about this being a drug. I’ve never felt so high and so blissful in all my life. It’s like he shot me full of heroin, but my mind has never been more clear. Opening my eyes, I look into his, and for a second I think I should feel shy. But the look on his face is one of pure pleasure. His eyes are hooded, and I can feel his heartbeat against my breasts. But there is a serene quality to it. Like he could sit here and watch me get off a thousand times and never tire of it.

  “Thank you,” Jack says, and feel my face redden.

  “I should be thanking you,” I say.

  He leans forward and slowly brushes his lips against mine. Then his tongue comes out and traces my bottom lip, and a shiver of pleasure snakes through me again. How can I possibly be getting turned on this soon? Shouldn’t that kind of orgasm last a woman years?

  Suddenly the car stops and I see we are outside my building. Confusion hits me, and then I look to Jack.

  “We’re neighbors,” he says, tucking a strand of hair behind my ears. There should be all kinds of alarms going off in my head, but he presses a finger to my lips. “I’ll explain when we’re upstairs.”

  With that, he picks me up and carries me into the building and onto the elevator. I should probably protest, seeing how the evening security guard just watches this happen, but it feels so nice to be in Jack’s arms, I don’t think about it too much.

  If he was planning on giving me the best and hardest orgasm of my life and then kidnapping me, mission accomplished. I have no desire to go anywhere that’s far from his reach.

  Chapter Six

  Raven

  “I still can’t believe we live in the same building. It’s—”

  Jack pushes me back against his front door.

  I gasp as he drops to his knees in front of me. He reaches up between my breasts and unzips my costume all the way down to my ankles. I wanted to go as the traditional Harley Quinn, so I wore a black and red jumpsuit that looks like a court jester’s costume. But instead of the hat, I let my dark curls run wild. I got the suit a few years ago when I was a little thinner, so it’s snug all over me and not just in certain places. It feels like a second skin, but it actually gave me some extra confidence tonight. Enough that I’ve been far bolder than I ever have with anyone before.

  He waits, and I step out of the costume, letting it fall to the floor. I’m standing in front of him completely naked. Nervous excitement courses through me.

  “All I could think when you came in the car was that I didn’t get to taste it.” He leans forward, his nose brushing against my naked sex. I hear him breathe me in, and it’s erotic as hell. My own breathing picks up, and I can’t bring myself to say anything. My heart is racing.

  “Tell me I can taste you,” he says against my damp skin. He’s so close, but he’s asking, waiting for me to tell him he can do what he’s so desperate to do.

  Reaching down, I run my fingers through his hair, encouraging him. Wanting this.

  “Please.” I whisper the word, and he buries his face between my legs. I cry out his name as his big hands grip both my thighs. His fingers dig into me as he spreads me wider for his mouth. I lean back a little, one hand going to the door knob, the other sinking deeper into his hair, holding on to him.

  He sucks my clit into his mouth, and I moan, feeling myself get closer and closer to orgasm. It’s happening so quickly it’s almost embarrassing. I didn’t know I could cum again so quickly, but I’m about to because I can feel it building. My hips start to move, and I try to push into him as I reach the edge of my pleasure. He growls against me as his hands go to my hips, holding me in place as the orgasm shoots through my body. I chant out his name over and over as the orgasm rolls over me.

  Slowly and softly, he licks me as I come down from my high. He rubs my legs, being gentle with my body. His tongue slides up my thigh like he’s trying to get every drop of my pleasure. I let my head fall forward, not realizing I’d thrown it back when he’d made me cum. I look down at him, this big man on his knees in front of me giving me the best orgasm of my life, even beating the one from before. I didn’t think it could get any better. I was wrong.

  His eyes meet mine, and I feel myself blush. I let go of the door handle and bring my hand to my mouth. He smiles up at me before kissing each of my thighs and placing a soft kiss between my legs.

  “Don’t be shy, little monster. That was the second-most wonderful moment of my life,” he tells me, pulling my hand from my mouth and replacing it with his lips. He kiss
es me deeply, as if he’s trying to mark my mouth with his. He grabs my fingers, locking them with his as he pulls his mouth from mine.

  He drops my hand and reaches for the buttons of his shirt. I wait with bated breath as he slowly undoes them and reveals himself. His bare chest is chiseled, with a light covering of hair over his muscles. Dear God, could the man be any more perfect?

  He takes the shirt and holds it out for me, and I turn, putting my arms through the holes. When it’s on, I turn back around and he buttons it up for me. His eyes roam my body, and there’s satisfaction there, like he’s happy I’m in something of his. The move is possessive, and I can’t help but snuggle into the shirt a little, loving the feel of it.

  “There. Now I can think straight. Allow me to feed you.”

  He pulls me from the door, and it’s the first time I get a look at his apartment.

  “Wow,” I say, making him look over his shoulder at me as he leads me into the living room.

  “You like it?” he asks.

  “It’s breathtaking,” I tell him, unable to take my eyes from the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook the city. The building is tall, allowing me to see past the city and to the mountains, behind which the sun disappears.

  “I’m glad you like it,” he responds, pulling me down to sit next to him on the sofa. The coffee table in front of us is covered in plates with all kinds of foods. He leans forward, grabbing a plate. His other hand lets go of mine and moves to my thigh. He digs his fingers into me a little. His hold is possessive as his thumb starts to stroke me.

  He brings a piece of cheese to my mouth, and I take a bite. I don’t think anyone has ever fed me before. He watches me as I take the bite and swallow, his eyes never leaving me.

  “So what was the first?” I ask, shifting a little and making his fingers dig into my thigh a bit more. I stop wiggling.

  “First what?” he asks, feeding me another bite.

  “Most wonderful moment of your life.”

  He smiles, showing off his perfect white teeth and making my heart flutter. Not only because of how handsome he is, but because I know where that mouth just was. Somewhere a mouth has never been before.

  “When I saw you.”

  I blush again.

  “God, I love that. I didn’t even know women could blush anymore.” He leans in, his lips brushing my cheeks. Yeah, probably because women my age aren’t this inexperienced.

  Though with him, I don't think that’s going to be a problem. When he touches me, my body reacts. Like when I climbed him like a tree at the dance. I kissed him like I might die if I didn't. Not only that, but Jack takes over and I don't have to worry if I'm doing something wrong. He does it for me.

  “Are you always this charming?” I ask, wondering if everything he says is a line. I heard a lot of bullshit in college and know men will say anything to get in your pants. But that doesn’t seem to add up with Jack.

  I don’t think he has to work at getting into a girl’s pants. They probably just throw their pants at him. Except me. I kept running away. Maybe that’s why he finds me so desirable, because I’m a challenge.

  “No. I’m not trying to be charming. I’m just being honest.” He moves in a little closer to me, finishing off the piece of cheese. “I’m not feeding you a line, sweetheart. The first day I saw you, you had your thick-framed glasses perched on your button nose as you studied some paper in your hand. You had me in that moment. Then you laughed. Full-on out there with your head back. It was something one of the kids said to you, and you felt it with your whole heart. Right then, I knew it was over. I knew I’d find a way to have you. To make you mine. To feel that laugh against me as I held you. Giving you a reasons to do it.”

  My breath hitches and my eyes are trained on his. I know in this moment I’ll be his for however long he wants me. I don’t care anymore.

  “Getting it, little monster?”

  I nod.

  “Finally,” he murmurs as his mouth lands on mine.

  Chapter Seven

  Jack

  I reach out and brush my finger across her cheek and then her jaw. Her skin is soft and delicate, and her blush makes me hard as a rock.

  “I’ve known from the moment I saw you that you were it for me, Raven. Love at first sight might seem ridiculous and people might roll their eyes at it, but for me it’s real. I fell in love with your smile, your laugh, and the way you looked when you spoke to your students. I fell hard and fast for you even before you said a word to me.” Her eyes light up, but I don’t see a trace of fear in them. Only hope. “I love you, Raven. You’re the other half I’ve been missing my entire life, and I’ve waited for you for long enough. Don’t make me wait anymore.”

  “Jack, I don’t know what to say. This is all happening so fast.” Her eyes dart around the room and then back to me.

  “My mom used to tell me that good things take time, but great things happen all at once. It was an old saying she loved to remind me of when I’d get discouraged about anything. And the day I saw you, her words rang in my ears. You are my greatness, Raven.”

  She brings her hands to her mouth and then reaches out, touching my lips. It’s as if she can’t believe my words are real, but they are.

  “You’re moving in with me, we’re getting married, and I’m going to love you for the rest of my life. It may take you some time to get on the same page as me, but you can do it from our home and with my ring on your finger.”

  She lets out a laugh and before I know what’s happening, she’s tackled me to my back on the couch. I grab her naked ass with both hands as her lips land on mine in a kiss that’s full of fire. She moans into my mouth as I roll us over and pin her under me.

  Her legs are around my waist, and I sit up, gripping the front of my dress shirt covering her body and rip it open. Buttons go flying, but I couldn’t care less as I lean down and open my mouth over her nipple, sucking it hard. Her fingers go to my hair, and her grip is tight as I move to her other breast while undoing my slacks. If I don’t get inside her soon, I’ll die, and then my ghost will spend eternity haunting her and trying to ghost-fuck her.

  “Please,” Raven says as she bows off the couch and holds my mouth tighter to her. “Jack, I need you.”

  “I want you bare,” I whisper against the soft skin between her breasts. “I want nothing but our skin to touch, and I want your pussy to mold to every ridge of my cock.”

  “Yes,” she breathes, and opens her legs wider. “I’m yours. Just be gentle.”

  I look up into her eyes and see the plea there. It’s a look I wasn’t expecting, but the beast inside me growls with excitement.

  “Am I the only one you’ve let touch you?” She nods, and I have to close my eyes to control myself. “You’re going to let me be your first and last, right, Raven?”

  She nods, but I want the words.

  “Say it, little monster. Tell me I can have you until the end of time.”

  “I’m yours, Jack. Forever.”

  I push the tip of my naked cock against her opening, slowly letting him sink into her heat. The tightness doesn’t give easily, and I have to use all the control I can muster to keep from thrusting into her as fast as I want. Soon I’ll be able to take her as fast and hard as she begs me to. But this first time, I need to go slow. I want to savor every inch of her virgin pussy before I take her cherry.

  I run my hand up her arms and then hold her wrists down. I look into her eyes and don’t break contact as I ever-so-slowly penetrate her.

  “I love you, Raven,” I breathe as I feel her innocence break, binding me to her in every way possible.

  She tenses under me at the sensation, and I lean down, taking her lips. I kiss her and hold myself still as her body takes its time to adjust to my intrusion. I wish I could keep this pain from her, but it’s the only way to give us what we both want. She opens for me, and I sweep my tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweetness. After a moment, her tongue touches mine, and she relaxes under me. I k
iss down her chin and neck, and lick the hollow under her ear. She tries to move under me, but I’m not ready yet. I want her not only relaxed, but begging me to take her. I want her to need my cock fucking her more than she needs her next breath.

  “Jack,” she whimpers, raising her hips.

  “Not yet. Let me enjoy this. I’ve waited so long for you.”

  I feel her tremble under me as I slide my cock the rest of the way inside her, sheathing it in her warmth. Holding myself fully inside her is the single greatest feeling I’ve ever experienced, and I am in no hurry to have it end.

  I don’t move the lower half of my body as my mouth kisses every inch of skin I can reach. I move to her breasts and give them more of the attention I was giving them earlier. She’s writhing under me by the time I make my way back to her mouth, and her fingernails are digging into my hands, still holding her down.

  “If you don’t make love to me, I’m going to murder you,” she breathes dramatically, and I smile at her.

  “Well, we can’t have that now, can we?”

  I pull out slowly, loving the sweet drag. My cock is as hard as stone, but she’s completely soaked and my entry is easy. When I thrust back in, I can’t tell which of us moans louder. It’s pure heaven making love to her, and I take my time with it. I move unhurriedly in and out, creating a soft tempo. But after a few moments, it’s not enough for her anymore.

  “I’m going to combust if you don’t speed it up. More, Jack. I need more.”

  “I think combusting is the fun of it.” I give her a wicked smile, but she squeezes her pussy right when I thrust in, and my smile falls.

  Grunting, I bury my face in her neck and give her exactly what she wants. I let go of her wrists, and her hands go to my back, her nails scoring my skin. I thrust faster and harder as her thighs grip my hips and I start to lose control. I wanted to slow down, but my body has other ideas. I’m trying to fit as much of my body inside her as I can.