She widened her eyes. “You’re a chauvinist? You gave your word I could buy dinner. Besides, you took a day off work to drive me hundreds of miles. It’s the least I can do.”
His chest expanded fully before he blew out a breath. “Fair enough.”
Once she settled the bill, he drove them to a nice hotel. “I’ll check us in. You want separate rooms, I’m guessing?”
“Yes.” How considerate of him to ask.
He returned a few minutes later, waving the key cards. “We got the last room. I’m really sorry, but we’ll have to share.”
He might have looked and even sounded contrite, but she found it hard to believe there were that many visitors in Montana, despite Billings being the largest town in the state. Nothing she could do about it now. She wasn’t going to make a fuss and suggest they go elsewhere. They were two adults and could keep their hands to themselves.
Inside the room, there was a king-size bed. Had there been a small sofa, she would have curled up on that for the night. She hoped he was as true to his word as Hawk.
She attempted to act casual as she placed her backpack on the table. “Do you want to shower first? Or do you take yours in the morning?”
He moved closer. “I was hoping we could shower together.” Once he removed his shirt, he shucked off his boots.
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like, darlin’?”
“You can’t take off your clothes in front of me.”
He walked over to the hotel desk and moved the books around. “Nope. No rules about getting naked in front of the hottest woman west of the Appalachian Mountains.”
She smiled. “I’m going to take my shower.”
“Go right ahead.”
He was insufferable. She prayed he was kidding, and that he was just trying to rile her. Regardless, she didn’t want to think about sex. It didn’t matter that she was sexually attracted to him, and that his upper body would rival Hawk’s or any cover models. In fact, his might be better. She bet Mr. Special Forces Man could probably take down half an army bare-handed.
Needing to get her head on straight, she turned on the shower and undressed. Uh-oh. She had over forty-thousand dollars in the room. True, most was in the form of a check, but she bet with his connections, he might be able to cash it. Shit.
You trust him.
She did, but she’d also trusted Bill. Too late now.
She stepped in the shower and dunked her head under the water to wet her hair. Hotel soap wasn’t her favorite, but since her defection from rich society, things hadn’t bothered her as much. Even not wearing designer jeans hadn’t been as traumatic as she’d expected. In fact, the clothing she bought in Pleasure fit her better than much of the stuff she got in Miami.
She’d rinsed her hair when the shower curtain pulled back. Her eyes nearly popped out. Words failed her. The most gloriously naked man stepped in the shower with her. His cock was thick and long.
“Since we both like to shower before we hit the hay, I thought we could share. I do prefer a larger one, but this will do.”
Raven reached around her and grabbed the shampoo. He barely glanced at her. She wasn’t sure whether she should be insulted or plain shocked. Never had she even showered with a man before.
He moved her to the back of the shower, dipped his head under the water, then dumped a bunch of shampoo on his hair. He returned her to the shower end and lathered up. She was mesmerized by the soap streaming down his chest. “If you aren’t planning on washing your body, mind if I use the water to rinse?”
Oh, God. She’d been staring. Her hands rushed to cover her naked pussy. Her long hair kind of covered her tits, but he could get an eyeful. She wasn’t sure if it mattered, as he didn’t seem to notice. She needed to condition her hair and give her body another thorough rinse, but to stand here naked with Raven might make him think she was giving him consent to have sex with her. He’d already talked about ménages. She could only imagine what else he was into. Probably whips, chains, sex toys, and a host of other things.
As fast as she could, she stepped out of the shower and grabbed two towels, one for her hair and one for her body. Not comfortable being in the small bathroom with him, she stepped into the room and quickly dried. Before Raven finished, she rushed to put on her pajamas.
Maybe she should call the front desk and ask if there had been a cancellation. She could move into another room before he finished showering. That, however, wouldn’t stop him from coming in, now would it?
Why am I so nervous?
Because I want him.
The bathroom door opened and steam poured out. Head down, Raven walked out naked, drying his hair. Did he have no modesty? Clearly not.
He glanced up and tossed her an exaggerated frown. “You covered up that sweet pussy. It was the prettiest one I’ve ever seen.”
A massive wave of heat filled her face. “I wish you wouldn’t make those comments.”
“Darlin’, they’re only words. If you prefer, I can show you how much I want to suck your honey.”
“Raven, I’m warning you.”
He laughed and tossed the wet towel on the desk chair. She’d never seen his hair down. It was gloriously thick, all full of beautiful waves. She had to tamp down the urge to run her fingers through it.
He moved toward her like a lion ready to pounce on its prey. She backed up until her knees hit the bed. “What are you doing?”
Palms outward and held chest height, he shrugged. “Nothing.” He lowered his arms. “What are you afraid of? I won’t hurt you.”
“I know.”
“Get under the covers and we can watch a bit of television.”
“You won’t touch me?”
“I can’t promise that, but what I will promise is that I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. Fair enough?”
Her shoulders relaxed. “Fair enough.”
“I’ll even let you pick out the station, but be kind.”
He had an ability to make her laugh. He slipped into bed. She’d been about to ask him to put on some underwear but she wouldn’t be surprised if a man like him didn’t wear any. He probably only did long underwear in the winter.
Self-conscious, she flipped through the limited channels and settled on a CSI show. That seemed like something he’d like.
“You sure you don’t want to watch a romance?”
She rolled her eyes. “Like you’d want to watch one of those?”
“If football’s not on, I like a good romantic comedy, but if you tell either Hawk or Clete, I’ll paddle your fanny so hard, you’ll be sorry.”
She studied him for a minute. “What planet are you from?”
“Mars.”
He took the remote from her hands and found a Lifetime movie. Content to let him decide, she propped up her pillow to watch. When the couple made love, Raven took her hand and squeezed. She looked up at him. He leaned over and kissed her. This time, she didn’t pull back. Not even when he pulled her on top of him.
“I want you,” he said in between tender kisses.
Her head swam with conflicting emotions. The thought of making love with someone so in control and so powerful excited her. While she’d only known him a short while, he’d shared things with her it took other men months or years to divulge.
Go for it.
Chapter Six
Hawk’s face came into her mind and Bella palmed his chest. “I don’t think we should.”
Raven rolled her onto her back and propped himself up with his elbows, his face tantalizingly close to hers. “Why not?” Judging from his half-closed lids and relaxed jaw, he wasn’t mad. In fact, he seemed amused. Damn him.
She trailed her fingers over the American flag tattooed on his arm. “I want you, but since I’m staying in Hawk’s room, I think he thinks I’m with him. I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”
He grinned. “Hey, if you want we can call him now and ask him if he minds.”
Her mo
uth gaped open. “You wouldn’t dare.”
Raven dragged a finger down her cheek. “He won’t mind. In fact, he’ll be happy.”
The words cut her deep. “He wants to get rid of me that badly?”
He placed kisses on her forehead and on each of her eyes. “No. Far from it. But we like to share.”
Hawk had mentioned something about sharing. She wasn’t sure about it though. “I don’t understand.” That seemed the safe thing to say.
“Let’s take it one day at a time, and you will.”
Her thoughts didn’t leave Hawk until Raven’s kisses traveled down her throat. “Darlin’, can we get rid of all this?” He lifted the hem of her pajama top.
She should have stopped him, but it was like she was in this carnal fog. Being with Raven all day had altered her. She’d been able to be herself, and not have to worry about saying something politically incorrect or offending someone. When he spoke about zero-point energy and the possibility of free energy for life, of saving the planet, and of protecting our wildlife, a connection had formed. He’d managed to hit on some of her passionate causes.
His hand slid under her back and lifted her enough to remove her shirt. She should have covered herself once he tossed the top, but she didn’t want to. The moment his tongue captured her nipple, her back arched and she knew this was where she should be.
He sucked hard on the tip, forcing her hands to clasp his huge biceps. She’d been about to tell him he was too rough, but the pain suddenly morphed into pleasure. His tongue then swirled around the crest, flicking the nipple back and forth. The movement sent sparks of need down her breasts.
His hands slid to her waist, his fingers nearly touching each other. “I love the way you fit in my palms.” His words floated up to her on a whisper.
One hand slid upward and kneaded her breast. His mouth returned to do more amazing tricks to her nipple. He followed a quick bite with a tender kiss. His breath cascaded over her tits and trickled down the side. The warmth melted her insides. Never had anyone paid such attention to her body before.
When her needy nipples turned swollen, he slid downward, his fingers taking her pajama bottoms with him. The sheets came off the bed as his tongue traveled over her belly.
She tensed.
“Don’t worry. I got you covered.”
What did that mean? He leaned over the bed, picked up his pants, and removed his wallet. A condom came flying onto the sheets. They were really going to have sex. Now would be a good time to say no.
I want this.
Without a word, he continued his exploration. “I can smell your honey, darlin’. You’re hot for me.”
His words would be considered offensive by all but the most crude, but the sexy way he said it made her feel special. Her mind must have been wandering for when his tongue lashed out at her, waves of lust slammed into her.
“Yes.”
She sucked in a breath. Raven’s hand reached out to take hers, almost as if he sensed she needed some support for the torrent of unexpected desire racing through her veins. His virile expertise was wreaking havoc on her senses.
“Love me.” His gravelly tone came out as rich as a tiger’s purr.
When he inched in a finger, she thought she’d lose it. “It’s too much.”
He looked up at her. “I’ll take it easy, but going slow is killing me. I want you so bad.”
“Me, too.”
That admission must have been the green light he wanted, for his fingers went to work, hitting her clit with regularity. Each time he brushed against it, her pussy got wetter. She wiggled her hips, needing more.
“I love your naked pussy. It’s so damned sexy.”
With that, he withdrew his wonderfully magic fingers and clamped his mouth over her opening. The suction drove her crazy. His now-sticky fingers trailed up to her waist and held on tight.
When he leaned back for a moment, she could smell her own feminine perfume. She must be pumping out a lot of juices.
“Can I touch your cock?” All this stimulation had her fingers itching to see if she could drive him crazy, too.
She wanted to feel his thickness under her fingers and lift the weight of his balls in her palm.
“I might explode. Don’t worry. You’ll be feeling my cock in a moment when I pack you full.”
His dirty talk was endearing. And exciting. Never before had anyone treated her to this kind of sexual experience—until his finger slipped up her crease and lodged into her rear.
She clenched her cheeks. “What are you doing?” Her voice shook.
He removed his finger. “Just testing.”
“Well, test something else.” She shouldn’t have sounded so pissy. He hadn’t hurt her, just surprised her.
“My pleasure.”
He dragged his naked body up hers and kissed her so sweetly, her pulse raced. When his tongue teased her lips, she opened her mouth and let him in. He tasted minty and fresh. His tongue explored her mouth with tenderness, as if this new territory excited him as much as it did her. There was a newness to his approach, as if he were memorizing every touch, every scent, every one of her reactions. Her head swam with images of them together, of her being one with his body, and of taking them both to new heights.
Retreating, he dragged his lips along her neck to nibble on her ear. His fingers wove their way through her hair. As his breaths increased, so did the pressure of his kisses.
“I have to have you.” It sounded like his desire was a matter of life and death.
How could he want her so much? Don’t analyze. Feel.
“I want you, too.”
His hard cock slipped across her pussy lips to separate them, and then he dipped in farther. He stopped long before he was fully seated before pulling out.
“God, I almost forgot, and I never forget.”
It took a second for her to realize he hadn’t put on the condom. She’d been about to volunteer to slip it over his cock when he donned the covering himself. He hovered over her, his cock ready to launch.
He leaned over and plied her with kisses. So focused on how his lips stirred her, she wasn’t thinking where his cock was until he drove in again.
His sheer size stole her breath. He must have sensed her reaction, for he stilled. As soon as he trailed his kisses down her chin to a supersensitive spot on her throat, he worked his way in again. Her moist pussy made it easier, but she wasn’t used to someone of his size.
“Easy, darlin’. I want you to love this. Relax those sweet pussy muscles for me. Milking me by clamping down only makes it harder for me to love you the way I want.”
He was right. She’d tensed. It had been difficult not to when he was so huge.
To help her relax, she needed a distraction. She wrapped her arms around his back and enjoyed the play of his muscles under her fingertips. The man was all sinew and no fat. His flat stomach pressed against hers as he continued his foray down her love channel.
He hit some extra-sensitive spot, sending sparks of need through her. Wanting to have all of him, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He dove in, stretching her to near bursting.
The bit of pain took her higher. When he pressed his chest hard against her tits, her sore nipples rebelled at first. Then she liked how their tenderness made her feel more alive, and she bucked back and forth for more contact.
He drove his cock fully into her, his balls slapping against her rear. Every nerve ignited. It was as if lightning had shot up her insides and exploded, scorching her, loving her, taking her to the tallest peak. She’d never known a cock could make her feel this good. He cupped her face and bestowed more kisses on her.
Then as suddenly as he started, he pulled out.
Her world caved. “Why did you stop?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he rolled to the side and turned her over. “Get on your hand and knees. Trust me.”
She did as he asked. Her pussy was pulsating with need, every nerve firing. “Hur
ry.” As sure as she was alive, she knew he wouldn’t take her in the ass unless she gave him permission.
He slipped behind her and slid down her wet channel. Once again, the fullness returned. He reached under her and took hold of her nipples. Her tits rejoiced at the pressure. Now she understood why he wanted to come from behind. He rolled the tip between his thumb and forefinger, sending tingles all around her tits. Tiny electric jolts raced straight down to her core.
He drove his cock into her, filling her to the max. Her pussy sang, nearly delirious with joy. She’d pressed her butt backward to take in more of him when he slowed. The change in speed made each sweet entry that much more delicious.
“You’re trying to drive me crazy,” she panted.
“Am I succeeding?” He kissed her neck and inhaled deeply.
“Yes.”
While she couldn’t see his smile, his chuckle told her his grin was wide. His palms stroked her nipples, and a torrent of ecstasy streaked across her body.
“Oh, God. Faster.”
“Patience, little one.”
His strokes remained even, but his kisses turned more passionate. With each thrust of his cock, her pussy gushed. Her body was being bombarded from every angle, taking her into uncharted territory.
His tweaks and pulls on her raw nipples brought her closer to her climax. An intense fire blasted her insides as he pumped into her. His cock drove so deep the tip slammed into the back of her womb. He held still for a moment, creating wave upon wave of blissful sensations. Her blood pounded in her head as the tsunami of ecstasy overtook her.
“Oh, God. Oh, God,” she shouted. Her climax rocked her.
Raven’s hands stilled. “Jesus, Bella.” His warm cum pounded into her seconds later. He held on tight as if he never planned to let her go.
Numb from the emotional roller coaster, she didn’t move until Raven finally pulled out. He slipped off the bed, only to return a moment later with a cloth. After cleaning her, he dragged the material across his cock.
“I never got to suck on him.”
That brought out a belly laugh. “Darlin’, there will be plenty of time to do that. Right now, my dick is still vibrating. If you’d let me take a rain check, I’d be eternally grateful.”
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