by Candace Shaw
“Enjoying the scenery?” he asked.
“Yes. It’s very nice out here. The chirping birds have a calming effect. I could almost fall asleep again, except I’m scared to wake up with a group of raccoons going through the picnic basket.”
“That reminds me of the time when my dad took me and my two best friends camping. We were terrified there was a big wolf outside of the tent, but come to find out it was just a lost, stray dog. We fed it and took it back with us the next day. My dad found him a good home with one of his army buddies.”
“You didn’t want to keep it?” Raven, the animal lover, asked. She missed Sahara, but she was in good hands with Shelbi and Justin.
“We wanted to, but my sister is allergic to dog hair.”
“Tell me about your family. I know you’re the big brother to two younger sisters and your family is in St. Louis.”
“Yep. I’m the oldest of three. Military brat. We moved to St. Louis after my parents’ retirement because that’s where my father was raised. I was born on a base in Germany and spent most of my childhood and teen years traveling the world. I thought about going into the military since I was in ROTC in high school, but my parents were adamant about me and my siblings attending college. My plans were to do like them and use the GI Bill for college after serving four years, but I was offered a lot of scholarships. So after graduation, I went to Howard University for undergrad as well as medical school, and you know the rest.”
“Are your sisters in the military?”
“No. Anastasia is a personal trainer, and Halle, she’s the youngest, is a senior at Vanderbilt. I’m hoping to get back to the States for a mini vacation in May for her graduation.”
“How long would you stay?” As soon as she asked the question, she knew the conversation was going to turn a different way. When an arrogant smile slid across his face, her heart skipped a few beats before pounding hard against her chest.
“Why?” he asked in a low, sexy voice. “You want me to come visit you?”
“I didn’t say …” Hearing the rumble of thunder, she paused and gazed up at the dark clouds in the sky. “I don’t remember rain being in the forecast today.”
“Don’t try to change the subject, Raven.” He stopped the golf cart and turned toward her, placing her face in between his hands. His gray eyes became as dark as the clouds in the sky, and she shifted slightly in her seat when the heat of his fingers pierced her skin. “When I come to the States, do you want me to visit you?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
Armand ran one of his hands into her hair, which released a low groan from her throat just as his lips touched hers, muffling the whisper of his name. He pulled her on to his lap to straddle him, and she sunk her tongue deeper into his mouth. Sliding her dress up to her waist, he glided his warm hands along her thighs until he reached her bottom and cupped it, bringing her even closer to him. She could feel the beginnings of an erection through his swim trunks, pressing against her panties, and she became even more aroused; it being so close to where she’d longed for him to be.
Raven decided she didn’t care anymore about her reservations with his age or how long she was going to be in Argentina. Today, she was going to push all of that aside and quench the hunger she’d had since first setting eyes on him at the airport. She craved him. Needed him. The passion and desire coursing hot through her body was all for him, and now there was no holding back.
His lips traveled down her neck as amorous moans flowed from both of them. The sounds she created were completely foreign to her as he continued his splendid kissing journey on her skin. His tongue dove lower to lick between her breasts, and he pulled down the straps of her dress to expose hard nipples that were pointing at him.
“Mmmm … exquisite,” he said, taking one of her breasts into his mouth as her head leaned back toward the steering wheel. “Sweet, juicy peaches.”
Raven opened her eyes to watch him savor her. She’d fantasized about him teasing and taunting her breasts as her hands held his head, guiding him back and forth between her two peaches as he’d called them. Now her dream was a reality, and she was going to revel in it for as long as she could.
“Goodness, I want you,” he stated, raising his head back to hers.
“I want you, too.” She lowered her lips to his ear and tugged on it with a purr. “Like right now.”
“Hold on to me tight.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and continued kissing it seductively. Meanwhile, he locked his left arm securely around her waist, started the golf cart, and drove off of the trail and into the wooded area.
“Goodness, baby, you’re going to make me crash.” He stopped the cart behind a huge sequoia tree.
“That thing is gigantic!” she gasped at the tree in front of them. It was at least twenty stories tall and had the width of a huge room. She could fit her kitchen in it.
Armand grinned at her mischievously. “Thank you, but you haven’t seen it yet.”
She pressed against the bulge pulsating against her. “Well, I hope to do more than just see it.”
“You will definitely feel all of it soon.” Holding her tightly in his arms, he slid out of the golf cart and carried her to the giant tree, pressing her back against it.
He captured her lips once more, deepening the kiss each time their tongues met. His hand slid to her panties and pushed the material that was in his way to the side. She exhaled as he slowly entered one finger into her, stroking it in and out. She buried her head in his chest to muffle a scream she felt erupting out of her throat, but he pulled her head to his, resting his forehead on hers. He stared at her hard as he pushed the second finger inside of her, and her legs trembled with excitement.
“Is that what you want?”
“Ahhhh … huhhhhh …” She tried not to yell out because she didn’t know who could be on the trail even if they were hidden by the tree. “Damn you, Armand,” she said as her hips moved in a circle to feel the full extent of the orgasm she knew was about to come, and tried to stay balanced in her wedge sandals against the ground. Sprinkles of rain began to hit her face, but she didn’t care. She wanted him rain or not.
“Look at me.” The intensity of his expression, and the way he commanded her like a drill sergeant, turned her on even more. “Now tell me what else do you want me to do to you?”
Raven pushed his head down and a wicked, seductive grin formed on his lips as he slid back up, resting his forehead on hers.
“Say it,” he demanded.
“Taste me,” she whispered breathlessly against his lips.
“Right here?” His jaw clenched.
“Yes.”
“It’s about to storm.”
“I don’t care.” She kissed him hard, and he responded with the same vigor. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back as the rain began to cascade on them.
“My impatient little Raven. Don’t worry, beautiful. Every inch of you will be kissed and caressed by me. I promise.”
His tongue traveled down her body as her heart raced with raw pleasure of where she hoped he was going to end up.
“You’re driving me … crazy, baby.” As he bestowed kisses on her stomach, she could hear he was aroused by his tone. “I’ve wanted you since we had that argument on your first night here. I haven’t been able to concentrate because I’m thinking about kissing you. Tasting you.” He parted her thighs and slipped a finger inside of her. He took it out, licked it clean, and placed it back into her.
“Delicious.” He stared up at her with intoxicated eyes.
“Armand …” She could barely say his name. She felt as if she’d been knocked out with passion, and they’d just begun. How much more could she handle?
He continued his tongue perusal to the top of her panties, and finally pulled them down to her feet. He grasped her butt to hold her still as his tongue probed into her. It flicked in and out, causing her head to thrash back and forth, her body trembling as he picked up the pace with each lick and mo
an she made. He feasted on her; he didn’t leave one spot of her womanhood untouched and not one drop of her ambrosia was wasted. She tried to speak the words to tell him how much she enjoyed his tongue dance, but only heavy panting came out, and she grasped his head as an orgasm began to erupt from her.
“Yes, Armand … please don’t stop …” Her voice trailed off as she bucked against the tree and screamed out. He stood and sought her lips, kissing them lightly as her breathing calmed down.
Huge raindrops began to hit her skin. “Um … where did all of the rain come from? We probably need to head back before it gets worse.”
“I know of a better idea.” He pulled her dress down and led her back to the golf cart.
“Where are we going?”
“There’s a camp site with cabins. Doctors Unlimited owns one, and I have the key in my backpack.” He started the golf cart and headed back to the trail. “I was going to show you before we … um, got caught up.”
“Perfect! We’re drenched,” she said as the wind began to blow the rain inside of the cart and the thunder rumbled louder. “Has it been thundering the entire time?”
“Yes, but you were so loud you couldn’t hear it. Reach into the front pocket of my backpack and grab the keys.”
When they arrived to the cabin, it was storming. He instructed her to go first, and he would proceed with their belongings. She held the door ajar for Armand as he came rushing in with the picnic basket—which was really an insulated container inside—her tote bag, and his backpack.
She glanced around the one room cabin. It had a small galley kitchen, a living area with a fireplace, and a full-sized bed in the corner. Everything was clean and neat as if it was maintained often.
He dropped everything on the floor next to the door and pulled her to him. “You’re drenched, babe.”
“Ha … so are you.” She wiped the water from his face.
“I’m going to turn on the fireplace.” He let her go and walked the few steps toward it. “Its gas, so we don’t need any wood.” Grabbing a key and a book of matches from the mantle, he stooped down to a lock on the wall next to the fireplace. It had a fake log, just like the one in her living room and master suite, which she’d never used.
“I wasn’t aware the clinic owned a cabin.” She retrieved the blanket from her tote bag.
“Yep. During the busy season we sometimes have a doctor or nurse on call here just in case an emergency arises. There are medical supplies in the closet. No one has actually stayed here overnight, at least not to my knowledge.” Once the fireplace was on, he turned back to her. “Wow. You’re breathtaking,” he said softly. His eyes roamed over her wet dress as it clung to her body, showing all of her curves. “And shivering. Come here.”
He held out his hand to her and she walked to him, sliding the straps of her dress down to expose her breasts once more. She stood in front of him, waiting impatiently for what he was going to do next. She may have been shivering, but she was warm inside just from the stare of his eyes. He continued to pull the wet dress off of her until it puddled around her feet.
“What did you do with my panties?”
A wicked grin inched up the corner of his mouth as he shook his head back and forth, patting his shirt pocket. “Damn. You’re too fine.” He took the blanket from her and wrapped her in it. “Stay right there,” he said in a tender tone, kissing her forehead lightly.
He sprinted to the bed, placed the pillows on the floor, and lifted the mattress along with the comforter and sheets still on it. Carrying it over to in front of the fireplace, he dropped it onto the hardwood floor. His eyes caught hers as he took off his shirt and flung it across the room, followed by his swim trunks. He stood a few feet away from her like a beautifully sculptured work of art, staring her down as if he was the lion on his chest ready to devour her. Her skin prickled with anticipation.
“I can’t wait to show you just how much I’ve wanted to make love to you,” Armand said with so much vigor in his voice she knew he meant it.
Fear arose in Raven; not because she was scared of Armand, but because she knew at that she could fall in love with him.
Chapter Seven
Armand walked around her and placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder, eliciting soft moans as he slid the blanket off of her body. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her hard against him. His lips traveled down her neck as one hand lightly pulled her hair so she’d rest her head on his shoulder. His kisses continued to evoke the desire she had pent up in her for far too long.
Every cell in her was wired with an electric shock when his hands traveled over her, while each sensual caress sent pleasure rippling through her blood stream. The simplicity of his naked skin against hers caused an undeniable passion to soar through her, taking Raven to a place of sweet surrender in his arms. His lips finally reached around to hers, and she leaned her head back even further to capture his mouth with a deep, provocative tongue dance. She trembled as his lips skated across her jaw, back and forth to her waiting mouth, his hands kneading her breasts in the same intense rhythm. She was in wonderment over his control of her, not that she doubted him because of his age, but because of her own age. Raven thought she was quite experienced and had witnessed most types of foreplay and erotic emotions, but he was tapping into a side of her that had never been awakened. She was nervous yet eager in anticipation of what was to come.
She turned around to face Armand, her mouth barely leaving his. She didn’t think she could stand it for longer than a second if she couldn’t taste the magnetic essence of his lips, which caressed hers with a power she couldn’t explain. Her hands roamed over his face, pulling him deeper into her as he continued to ravish kisses on her lips and neck. Their fervent sounds filled the cabin, silencing out the storm outside.
“I’ve wanted you so bad, Raven,” he said in between kisses. “From the first moment I saw you …”
A deep moan was her answer when his tongue disappeared back into her mouth, and she had a sense of him claiming full possession over her. And that’s what she wanted. No, it was no longer a want. It was a desire that neither of them could deny. Her insides were boiling, especially the area that made her a woman. It was pure torture that his erection was rubbing against her thighs, and he hadn’t even attempted to place it inside of her. She slid her hand down to it, and rubbed it against her swollen bud as he stifled out a groan against her hungry lips.
“Please …” she pleaded. “Right now …” She backed them up, toward the mattress. The control he had was making her crazy with passion, and she couldn’t believe she was begging him. It was out of her character, but she didn’t care. She had to have him right now.
“Don’t worry. I intend to very soon.” He swooped her up and laid her down on the mattress, as his lips never left hers.
The excitement which charged through her at the intensity of his words had her under his spell. She clutched his shoulders tight, for she felt as if she was floating on air and would fall if she let go. When his lips pulled away from hers, a wounded cry escaped her. Stopping the passion wasn’t on the list, but she was content once more as his mouth grabbed a nipple, circling around it, tugging gently with his teeth before licking and sucking it again. She moved his head to the other breast. He glanced at her with a grin and a wink before pleasuring the other one with such determination to please her it caused a shudder between her legs.
Armand slid up her body and grabbed her legs, wrapping them around his waist. The sexual heat from his eyes swept over her and a volcanic fire erupted in every part of her body. He captured her lips, licking and nibbling as if he’d trapped his prey and couldn’t get enough to please his hunger, and her kisses matched his with the same force and passion.
“You’re exquisite,” he whispered in a seduction-filled groan against her mouth.
His lips covered hers again in a domineering tango, erasing any fear she had and sending tantalizing quivers all the way to her toes. His hands glided over her b
ody as if she was fine silk, driving her to pure bliss.
Desperate to become one with him, she grabbed his rod, stroking the long, hard length. He stifled an aroused moan and some muffled curse words. Suddenly, he stopped kissing her and placed his hands on either side of her face. His expression turned serious. Oh no! Was he changing his mind?
“Raven … I don’t have any … um, protection. I can pull out, or—”
“I’ll be fine,” she said with a reassuring smile. “I’m on the pill.”
Armand whispered okay before bestowing a voracious kiss that didn’t have any restraints, and vibrations of gratification coursed through her when he removed one of his hands from her face. She shivered with delight, hoping his hand was finally going where she desired it most, and she matched his kisses with untamed, passionate ones. She pulled her lips away from his with a gasp as he rubbed his penis against her entrance. He kissed her softly, and for the first time Raven realized just how much she was going to miss him when she returned to the States.
*****
Armand could no longer control himself; he didn’t have the willpower he thought he had. He’d wanted to make sure he satisfied her with foreplay and not rush anything … wanted to savor her for as long as possible. However, it took everything he had not to push her panties to the side and slide through the second she climbed on to his lap in the golf cart. Now he needed to be one with her to oppress the tightening of his erection that could no longer wait.
She wrapped her legs around his waist as he guided himself inside of her, keeping his eyes steady on her lovely face. He’d already seen some of the provocative, sexy expressions she made, and he couldn’t wait to witness some more now that they were actually one. Raven’s eyes fluttered shut, and she let out a relieved moan once he began to gently stroke her.
He couldn’t get enough. Raven was everything he envisioned she would be. Alluring. Enticing. Tantalizing. Her body fit with his as if she was created just for him, and that alone was making him come undone. However, he needed to relish in her essence for as long as possible. The beautiful sounds she chanted out, and the way his name was breathlessly pronounced on her lips, was drowning him in her spirit, sinking him further and further into her. He’d told himself to take his time and go at a steady pace, but as their kissing deepened and her “oohhs and ahhs” sounded in his ear, he could no longer hold back.