The Day He Came Back

by Ward, Penelope

  She wrapped her arms around my neck. “I actually have a pretty clear fantasy when it comes to you—one that’s recurring.”

  My dick twitched. “Tell me.”

  “It’s very basic. I sneak into your bedroom while everyone is here. Your mother is right down the hall. And you hide me in there while we do stuff.”

  She’s so freaking cute. My brow lifted. “Stuff…”

  “Yeah.” She laughed. “Stuff.”

  “I think what you mean to say is, we’re fucking in my room while everyone is home.”

  She blushed. “Yes.”

  I kissed her neck as I pressed my body against her. I knew she could feel how damn hard I was. “I’m kind of dying to play out your fantasy right now. I’m definitely looking forward to playing after dinner. Did I tell you I’m cooking for us?”

  “Ramen?”

  “No, wiseass, although you know you loved my ramen.”

  “I did.”

  “I’m actually making you this chicken dish. I got the recipe off Food Network.”

  She pulled me closer. “That’s so cute.”

  Cute wasn’t exactly what I was going for, but whatever.

  ***

  Later, Raven and I ended up cooking the chicken cacciatore together.

  As we finished our meal, she wiped her mouth and said, “It feels so good not to be focused on the cancer for a while. Thank you for helping get my mind off of things.”

  “The pleasure is all mine. It has been from the moment I met you.”

  Our eyes locked, but our moment was interrupted when a gust of wind blew the side door in the kitchen open. The shock nearly knocked Raven out of her seat. She held her hand over her chest. When I turned back from closing the door, her skin had turned white as a ghost.

  My own heart was pounding pretty fast.

  “It’s okay. It was just the wind.” I came around to her side of the table. “Jesus, you’re trembling.”

  “That scared me.” Catching her breath, she said, “I thought someone came home.”

  It hurt to see her so shaken. She was absolutely terrified at the prospect of getting caught here. This made me doubt whether I really understood what I was doing. What if it had been someone? What, then?

  “It’s okay. It’s just us,” I soothed.

  She eventually calmed down, and we worked together to clean up the mess we’d made.

  The mood lightened significantly as we made our way downstairs to the theater.

  We still hadn’t decided on a movie to watch when she said, “Sneak up behind me and try to attack me.”

  “Are you serious?”

  “You said you wanted me to use my moves on you, right?”

  “Yeah, but I didn’t think you wanted me to do that.”

  “It’s no fun otherwise.” She walked to the corner of the room where we kept some old movies on a shelf. “I’m going to pretend I’m browsing through these DVDs. I’ll be the unsuspecting victim.”

  I didn’t even know where to start. After several seconds, I forced myself to pull the trigger. Adrenaline pumped through me as I rushed toward her and grabbed her from behind, looping my arms under hers.

  Raven stepped back toward me and twisted her body around. Before I knew it, she had me pinned down. She straddled me and locked my legs in.

  Okay, so I wasn’t exactly fighting it. But she’d rendered me completely immobile. My dick swelled. I’d never been so turned on in my life.

  She’d knocked me on my ass both literally and figuratively, and I never wanted to get up. Ever.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  * * *

  RAVEN

  Later that night, I retreated to the guest room. Well, I should say, Gavin ordered me to the guest room, announcing that he couldn’t keep his hands off me any longer. He’d reached the end of the line when it came to resistance for the night.

  Some time after we separated, I broke out into giddy laughter as “(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction” by the Rolling Stones blasted from his room.

  Long after the music stopped, as I lay alone in bed, I wondered what I was trying to prove. Did I want to keep being good? For what?

  What am I doing?

  The guy of my dreams was horny and ready for me, and I’d locked myself away in the next room. Why? Because I was scared to get hurt. At this point, wasn’t it too late to protect my heart? I was already in so deep with him, whether we ended up having sex or not.

  I wanted him so badly. All of the touching and kissing today had done me in. At the very least, I wanted to lie next to him tonight.

  Shoving my zillion-thread-count sheets to the side, I hopped up and walked down the hall to Gavin’s room.

  Maybe he’d fallen asleep. I knocked lightly on the door.

  A few seconds later, he opened, looking surprised to see me.

  He’d never looked hotter. His hair was rustled into a beautiful mess, and his chest was bare. My eyes took a little trip down the thin line of hair at the base of his abs. His gray sweatpants hung low on his waist, displaying his carved V. He was hard.

  Clearing my throat, I said, “I don’t think I want to be alone tonight.”

  He looked beyond my shoulders, then down the hall, before he whispered, “You can’t be here.”

  My heart fell. “Why not?”

  “My mother is sleeping in the next room. If she finds out, she’ll kill us both.”

  My eyes widened as it hit me what he was doing. I decided to play along.

  “You know what? You’re right. I was thinking we could risk it, but it’s a bad idea. I’ll go back to my room.” I turned and began to walk away.

  “Wait,” he whispered, as if someone could potentially hear us.

  “We just have to be really quiet. Can you do that, Raven?”

  “I don’t want to get you in trouble. I’d better go back to my room.”

  “Don’t,” he said loudly

  He definitely would’ve woken up his fictional mother.

  “I want to risk it,” he added.

  Looking down the hall for effect, I spoke under my breath. “Okay. Like you said, we’ll just have to be quiet.”

  He gestured for me to enter. “Come in.”

  My heart raced. I’d been in his room countless times before, mostly to change the sheets or put clean laundry in the drawers. It felt surreal to be here in a different capacity—as his girl.

  Gavin got into bed and pulled back the blanket to make room for me. He patted the mattress. “I promise I won’t bite. We’ll just lie here.”

  We lay facing each other. When I looked into his eyes, there was a hint of vulnerability there; I wasn’t alone in my trepidation. That helped calm me down just a little.

  He rested his cheek on his hand. “I can’t believe you’re in my bed.”

  “You and me both.”

  “You were scared to come in here, weren’t you?”

  I nodded. “Not so much anymore, though.”

  “You know I’d never pressure you to do anything you don’t want to do, right?”

  “Our night at the beach was so amazing. I’ve replayed it in my head so many times. I wanted more that night, too. I’m just scared.”

  He placed a piece of my hair behind my ear. “I know. I’m a little scared, too.”

  “I can tell.”

  “I’ve never felt this way before, and I’m not sure how to handle it.”

  Rubbing my finger along his beautiful, full lips, I said, “I assumed you knew exactly how to handle a girl in your bed.”

  “You’re not just some girl, Raven. And for the record, you’re the first girl I’ve ever brought to this bed.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I’ve never brought a girl in here.”

  What? “You never snuck in your high school girlfriend?”

  He shook his head. “Nope. My mother was always freaking home.”

  “Wow.”

  “You’re my first here, and I like that.” His smile faded when h
e caught the worry in my expression. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

  “I just have this feeling I can’t seem to shake—that you’re gonna break my heart, whether you intend to or not.”

  He blew out a breath. “How do I take that away?”

  “You really can’t.” I moved in closer, tracing my finger over his cleft chin. “But here’s the thing. No matter what happens between us, I want to know what it’s like to be with you, to make love to you. I want that experience. I want my first time to be with someone I trust. And I do trust you.”

  He pushed back a little. “But you just told me you think I’m gonna hurt you.”

  “I don’t think you’ll intentionally hurt me. I’m just scared about what life might throw our way. We may end up getting hurt even if we don’t mean to hurt each other.”

  “It’s interesting, because you’ve always reminded me of porcelain—first because of your skin, but also because porcelain is somehow tempting to touch, even though we know we can destroy it very easily. You never mean to break it, but sometimes it slips and breaks anyway. I’m afraid to break you. And I don’t ever want you to do anything you’ll regret. You mean more to me than my dick.”

  “That’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me,” I teased.

  He wasn’t laughing. “What I mean is...I care about you more than I want you. And that’s new for me. The last thing I ever want to do is hurt you.”

  I could see in his eyes that every word of that was true.

  We had one opportunity together in this house, and I wanted to experience everything with him. We would never have a hundred-percent certainty about anything.

  “You’re afraid to hurt me, but you do want me right now, right?”

  His eyes were glassy. “Of course. More than I’ve ever wanted anything.”

  “Don’t worry about hurting me.”

  He placed his hand on my waist and squeezed. “What are you saying?”

  “Give me everything. I want this. I want you.”

  He took a long time to process my words. “You’re sure?”

  “Yes.”

  “I hope you mean it, because I’m too damn weak to turn you down right now.”

  Those were his last words before I felt his body against me, his lips on mine, the heat of his erection against my stomach. My heart pounded out of my chest. I’d officially made the decision to sleep with him. There was no turning back. He already had my heart, but I was going to give him every other part of me. And it couldn’t happen fast enough.

  Gavin growled into my mouth as our kiss grew more intense. Unable to get enough of his sweetness, I flicked my tongue faster. I raked my fingers through his hair as the muscles between my legs throbbed. Needing to feel his heat, I slipped my hand down the waistband of his pants and wrapped my fingers around his cock. Gavin’s dick was thick and long. It felt so silky smooth. When I began to pump it in my hand, his breath hitched and his heart beat faster against my chest.

  “Fuck.” He spoke over my lips. “Slow down.”

  “Sorry.”

  “Shit. Don’t apologize. It feels so good, but too good.”

  “You want me to stop?”

  He pressed himself against me. “Fuck no.”

  Continuing to stroke him, I said, “I want to feel this inside of me.”

  “It’s probably gonna hurt.” He paused. “Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?”

  “Yes. I just don’t want to suck at it.”

  He laughed a little. “Trust me, Raven. I want to come right now from just looking at you. There is absolutely nothing you can do or not do that would make getting to have you anything less than the best experience of my life. Take my word on that. There’s no wrong way to do this. Just be with me.”

  I took a deep breath. “I do want this.”

  “Then I need to make you really wet first.”

  My mouth curved into a smile. “I can live with that.”

  He lifted the shirt over my head and unsnapped my bra before lowering his mouth to my breasts. He slowly circled his tongue over my nipple, alternating between that and gentle bites. The feel of his wet tongue, combined with the heat of his breath, sent currents of desire through my body. He took his sweet time, worshipping me. I loved feeling how hard he was through his underwear as he sucked my breasts, making me wetter with each second that passed.

  I began to grind against his erection. He moved in sync with me, rubbing his cock against my clit. The need for more grew excruciating.

  “Fuck me, Gavin,” I breathed. “Please.”

  He examined my face for a few seconds before kissing me harder and nudging my panties down. I worked to slide them off. Gripping the waistband of his boxer briefs, I pushed them down as well. His thick cock pressed against my abdomen.

  My body quivered in anticipation. He leaned across the bed to reach into his bedside table for a condom. Even the sound of him unwrapping it was arousing.

  I watched as he rolled the rubber onto his shaft. He then got on all fours and pinned me under him. Lowering his mouth to mine, he kissed me more gently than before.

  Whispering over my lips, he said, “I’ve never done this before, so I’m gonna take it really slow.”

  That surprised me. “You’ve never been with a virgin?”

  “No, I haven’t.”

  “I didn’t know that. Well, don’t do anything differently. Treat me the way you’d treat anyone.”

  “No way. You’re not just anyone, Raven. From the moment I met you, I knew that was the truth.”

  He placed his crown at my opening and moved it slowly around my wetness. At one point he pushed in ever so slightly, and I immediately felt the burn. But I didn’t care. I wanted him inside of me, regardless of how painful it was.

  “I’m going in, okay?”

  “Yes.”

  “Please tell me if I’m hurting you.”

  Spreading my knees wider, I relaxed my muscles as he slowly entered me.

  He stopped halfway. “Everything okay?”

  “Yes.”

  It really was okay. It hurt somewhat, but it didn’t matter.

  Gavin pushed himself in deeper and began moving in and out ever so slowly. I wrapped my hands around the hard muscles of his ass.

  He bent his head back. “You’re so tight. I have to stop for a second. It feels…amazing.” After a brief pause, he closed his eyes and resumed the motion. “Fuck, Raven.” He stopped again. “This is incredible. I may not last very long.”

  I took a deep breath and began to buck my hips. He fucked me slowly, meeting each of my movements. Then he began to move much faster, seemingly unable to hold back.

  As he picked up the pace, he asked, “You okay with this?”

  The pain began to lessen as he stretched me. “Yes,” I panted.

  Gavin gyrated his hips, filling me with everything he had as my legs wrapped around his back.

  “I can’t believe how deep inside of you I am right now.” He smiled down at me. “You’re mine, Raven. All fucking mine.”

  I was too wrapped up in him to even respond.

  “I’m going to lose it.” He grunted. “I swear to God, I’m never gonna be able to leave you now.”

  In that moment I didn’t know where I began and he ended. We were one, and I knew as long as I lived I would never forget this moment, never forget how it felt to have this incredible guy inside of me.

  The thought of him doing this with anyone else was completely unbearable. I grasped him tighter, not wanting this to end, though I knew he was close.

  Sure enough, he started to quake. “I’m coming, Raven. I can’t hold back anymore.” He repeated into my neck, “I’m coming, baby.”

  He let out a loud groan, and I started to feel my own orgasm pulsating through me. We came together, and I saw stars. No—I saw fireworks. My entire body surrendered to a feeling I never thought possible. All I could think about was when we’d get to do it again. I was already that addicted t
o him.

  He collapsed on top of me, and we lay there for a while in bliss.

  Gavin cradled my face and said, “Can I tell you a secret?”

  “Yeah.”

  “You’re the most beautiful girl in the world.”

  Threading my fingers through his messed-up hair, I grinned. “I think you’re biased right now.”

  “No. I’ve thought it from the moment I saw you. That was the first thought I had: this is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.”

  “Thank you.”

  He kissed me softly. “The most beautiful girl in the world just gave herself to me.”

  “No one can take tonight away from us. You’ll always be my first.”

  His lips grazed mine as he said, “Thank you for choosing me.”

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  * * *

  GAVIN

  Did last night really happen? It felt like a dream. I couldn’t believe we’d taken things that far. Raven was no longer a virgin—and that was my doing. She’d given her body to me. She was mine. Holy crap. I’d fucked Raven, and I was fucked, too.

  The girl totally owned me. How the hell was I supposed to leave her now? I didn’t even want to leave this bed, never mind moving to Connecticut.

  I watched her sleep. I’d never taken so much pleasure in just watching someone like this before. I wasn’t sure if this was love, but I was pretty certain this was the closest I’d ever come to it in my life.

  My body finally gave in, and at some point, I dozed off.

  I expected to wake up to the sight of her beautiful face staring down at me. Never in a million years did I expect to wake up to the sound of my father’s voice.

  “Gavin.”

  My eyes were groggy, and my heart pounded out of my chest. My father stood in the doorway, looking shocked to have walked in on Raven in my bed.

  Raven panicked as she covered her body with my blankets, unable to move from the bed because she was completely naked.

  She stammered, “I’m...I’m so sorry, Mr. Masterson. I...I’m just leaving.”

  I held my arm in front of her. “Is Mother here?”