Surrendering (12 page)

“You seem distracted.”

“Are you complaining?”

“Nope, but I’m a little worried about how long I can hold out here. I’m trying to be a gentleman. I want to make sure you’re okay.”

“It was just a freaking headache. Yeah it was horrible, but it’s over now and I’m fine.”

“Well in that case, talking is over.”

He rolls on top of me and scoots me up so we’re eye to eye. We’re so close that when I lick my lips I feel his ring. He parts his lips and breathes heavily. It’s like he’s breathing his breath into me and I can’t stop myself from pushing forward, forcing my mouth on his. He rolls us again so I’m on top of him. His hands rub my scalp and he presses his whole body into mine. I feel every inch of him grind into me and I moan. He breaks the kiss long enough to stare into my eyes. “Please tell me I’m not imaging this?”

“You’re not imagining this.”

He goes back to kissing me, but slowly moves his hands down my sides and skims both breasts at the same time. My body jerks from the electric shock running through me. I lift up slightly to pull the sleep shirt over my head and look directly down to him.

“You’re fucking gorgeous.”

I blush slightly, but don’t stop. I continue to kiss him, but move to my side so he can hover over me and take his time exploring my body. I run my hands down his abs and rest my fingertips against the top of the shorts. Now is when I get shy. He feels me hesitate and stops.

“We’re taking this slow. I’m hard as a fucking brick, but we aren’t doing anything you aren’t ready for.”

I nod slightly, but I have to tell him something. I softly say, “Just because I’m a virgin, doesn’t mean I’m a nun. It’ll take some time to lead up to sex, but this feels right. Please don’t stop.”

He looks at me skeptically, but lowers to kiss my neck. He drops down to lick and suck on my taut nipples, sending my body into overdrive. I can’t think straight, but I know I want to feel him. Moving my fingertips, I slip past the elastic waistband and gasp when I touch him.

He chuckles against my breast, but doesn’t stop. He sucks one into his mouth and massages the other one gently. Since he doesn’t say anything, I know he wants me to say it.

“What the hell is that?”

He gets up on his elbows and moves over me. At this point my hand is still gripping the tip of him and I can’t stop running my fingers back and forth.

“Well, my dear, it’s called a dick, or a cock, or a penis. It’s the part of the male anatomy…”

I cut him off and start laughing, “I know that you idiot, but what is the metal ball?”

“It’s an apradravya.”

“You have your penis pierced? Oh my God, didn’t that hurt?”

“Yes and yes.”

“Why would you do that if it hurt?”

“One day I’ll show you why I did it. We gonna keep talking about my apa, or are we going to get back to the good stuff?”

I’m more interested in the good stuff so I lightly squeeze him and peck his lips. He lowers back over me and resumes his assault on my swollen nipples. At this point my panties are soaked. I want to feel all of him so I run my palm over his swollen head and continue down. He’s hot and I feel him pulsing. Then I take in the fact that the whole length of my hand has covered him and I still haven’t gripped the whole thing. Well, this may be a problem. Is it appropriate to interrupt foreplay to tell your potential boyfriend that you are certain he’ll never fit in you? Because I’m pretty sure he won’t like that fact.

He must feel my hesitation because he stops and rolls us to our sides again.

“You okay? Should we stop?”

Shit, way to ruin the moment, “No, I just realized something.”

“What?”

“It’s kind of embarrassing.”

“Raven, you have your hand down my pants and I left a hickey on your tits. I think you can say anything you want to.”

“Well, I wanted to feel all of you and my hand isn’t even big enough. I don’t think you’ll fit in me.”

He grins and leans down to my ear and whispers, “Raven, when we get to that point, I’ll make you so wet for me that it’ll fit all the way inside you. I’ll slide every inch into you while listening to you sigh my name in satisfaction. Don’t worry about it because just like everything else so far, I think we’ll be a perfect fit.”

I’m not sure I can take anymore. I start to stroke him and feel the moisture bead at the tip. I run a finger over the silver ball and scrape my nails hard over his entire length. He gasps and grips my waist. I don’t stop, but I move so I give him total access to my body sideways.

“Dec, I’m about to explode, please…”

“Fucking shit. Your nails are driving me crazy. I feel your touch all the way through to my balls. Don’t stop.”

He moves his hand down my sleep shorts and looks at me briefly. I nod for him to continue and he moves under the drawstring until he reaches my swollen lips. His thumb runs over my clit while his finger gradually slides inside me. I can’t help it. I arch off the bed. This is what I’ve been dreaming about since I first met him. I feel him tighten, but I continue to stroke him, encouraging him to do the same.

“You’re so fucking wet and tight. I can feel the walls of your pussy gripping my finger. When I make you come, I want to hear you.”

He adds another finger as he continues to grind his thumb on my clit. I start to pant. I know he can hear me, but I don’t care.

At this point, both of us are moving faster. I lift my head to lick his exposed neck as I increase the pressure on my strokes. He hisses and I feel myself tightening around him and I know what’s coming. Making sure he’s right there with me, I look at him and nonverbally tell him. He nods slightly and we both start to grind against each other’s hands. I squeeze as tight as I can around his fingers as I lift off the bed. My orgasm hits me with such force that I scream out his name and bury my face back into his neck. Feeling his release, I hold onto him as his hot sticky liquid shoots out onto my hand and his stomach.

“Fucking, fucking, fucking, FUUUCKK!” He screams into my hair. He pulls my neck to him and I feel his heartbeat on my chest. His rapid breaths against my head start to slow, but I hold on until he stops twitching in my hand. I think he’s done so I loosen my grip, but he stops me.

“Give me a minute, Sparkle, and I’ll get us cleaned up.” He removes his hands from my pants and licks his fingers. I’m turned on again.

I run my fingers back over his tip.

“Never in my life has this happened to me. I think I saw stars for about two seconds.”

“You mean you’ve never had a hand job before? I thought that was pretty common for most guys age fourteen and up.” I know I’m being a smart ass, but it’s fun.

He squeezes my waist and frowns down at me. “Yes, Sparkle, I’ve had plenty of hand jobs, but I was referring to us, the intensity and energy. I feel like I just ran a marathon.”

“Is this a good thing?”

“Yeah, baby, it’s a good thing. It’s a great thing.” He kisses my nose and moves to leave the bed. I have to let go of him and he moans.

After he returns to the bed and cleans us both off, he pulls me into his chest. “Are you able to sleep topless?”

“I’ve never done it before, but I can try.”

“I want to wrap myself up in you all night long with as few barriers between us as possible. I need to feel your skin against mine. I promise to be good.”

I nod and lean into him, kissing his lips delicately. Then I fall asleep in his arms.

Chapter 14

Tell Me What You Want

I wake to the sound of the shower running and notice the other side of the bed is empty. I slept like a rock and decide topless is a fun way to sleep. I have to get to school today so I need to get ready. I knock softly on the door and Declan tells me to come in. Reluctantly, I open the door wondering how this morning will be compared to last night.

“Babe, it’s your bathroom. You don’t have to knock.”

“I didn’t want to startle you. I need to get ready for school.”

He pokes his head out, “Do you need to shower?”

“Probably, but I’m thinking of running later so I’ll just get ready and shower tonight.”

“I was hoping you’d join me.” He smiles seductively and closes the door.

I brush my teeth and wash my face. The shower cuts off and Declan steps out in a towel. I grip the edge of the sink for support. Nothing could have prepared me for his naked form. I can see his arousal through the towel and the beads of water slowly streaming down his chest. I try to turn around, but he’s right behind me. He moves my hair over my shoulder and starts nipping at my neck.

“I didn’t mean to wake you, but I had to get out of that bed before I molested you. A shower sounded like a good idea.”

“You didn’t wake me; in fact, I’m surprised I slept this late. I need to get to school soon.”

He’s still facing me in the mirror and I can tell he wants to talk.

“Raven, are you okay with last night?”

I nod as I see the beads still running to the edge of the towel.

“This takes things to a new level. I planned on taking things a little slower, but you drive me fucking crazy. Watching you come was exactly like our first kiss; I felt fireworks. I was trying to be patient, but now we’re moving in a new direction.”

I’m not sure I know what the “new direction” is. I’m concentrating on the fact that I’m getting wet and he’s behind me in nothing but a towel. He must know this because he kisses my temple and steps back.

“Now that we got that out of the way, do you want some coffee?”

“Yes, with skim milk and a dash of sweetener.”

Once I’m dressed, I meet him in the kitchen where he has my coffee ready with a banana and piece of peanut butter toast. I smile at him and look around for signs of anyone else being home.

“I think the girls are still asleep. I heard them come home pretty late.”

“Wow, I can’t believe I slept through that. I’m typically a light sleeper.”

“Exhaustion can do that to you.” He winks at me and grabs his keys. “Come on, I’ll drop you off on my way home.”

I get all my stuff and head out the door. When we get to his truck, he opens the door and puts his hands on my waist.

“I want to try this again; can you come see the band on Thursday night? I promise it’ll be a different scene than your first visit. I need you to come.”

“Sure, I’ll be there.”

*****

Thursday night arrives and I’m getting ready while Ella runs around with a pitcher of Margaritas. It’s the third week of September and we have fall break in a month. I talked to all the girls and we decided on having girls’ weekend on break. I can’t wait for Abbi and Ella to meet my friends. I already told Finn and the other guys that they were coming and to plan on hanging out one night.

We meet in the kitchen and I whistle through my teeth at both girls. They look like they just stepped off the cover of a magazine. What stands out the most is their piercing green eyes the color of jade. They’re the same eyes that Declan claims me with every time I see him.

We pile in Ella’s car and head to The Steamroom. When we get there, the place is already crowded and we go straight back to where the band is hanging out. As soon as we enter the room, I stop dead. It isn’t the same room I remember from last month. Everyone here seems to have a place, either with the band or as friends. It’s much cleaner than the last time I was here and I don’t see the Band Bunnies anywhere.

All the guys from Sayge are sitting around a sectional. Declan spots me immediately and rises to walk toward me. I’m frozen in place because he’s so breathtaking. Even though I saw him on Tuesday morning, it’s like my body forgot how hot he is. I start to overheat and can’t move. When he gets to me, he picks me up and forces my legs around his hips. This seems to be his signature move for greeting me. He claims my mouth in a desperate kiss that has me gasping for breath. When he starts to release me, there’s a collection of catcalling from behind me. I slam my face on to his neck and feel the heat creeping in my cheeks.

“Don’t be uncomfortable baby; they know I’ve been waiting for you all night. They’re just trying to embarrass me, but I don’t give a shit.”

I whisper in his ear, “You should probably put me down now.”

He lowers me down, but doesn’t let go. He kisses my nose, takes my hand, and tugs me to the couch. The guys are staring at me with amused faces.

“Are you going to piss in a circle too so no one messes with Raven while she’s here?” Laughs Cooper.

I laugh out loud with the rest of them, but notice Declan isn’t smiling.

He shrugs nonchalantly, “If that’s what it takes. I’m not sharing her.”

I lift my shoulders and look at Abbi and Ella. They’re staring at me wide-eyed, but neither says anything.

“Dec, can we get a drink?”

He looks down at me, “Absolutely.”

When we get to the open bar area, I grab the bottle of tequila, pour two shots, and sprinkle some salt on my wrist. He watches me as I lick it and take the shot. Then he reaches out for my wrist. He pours some more salt on me and licks it before drinking his own shot. It may be a small gesture, but it’s incredibly erotic. We stare at each other for a few minutes. I’m the one to break the silence.

“Not that I’m complaining, but do you want to explain what that was about?”

“Nothing really, but I wanted to make a clear statement to everyone that you’re here with me. No one will get the wrong idea now.”

“So that was you staking your claim on me?”

“Yes.”

“Isn’t that sort of archaic?” I know there’s more to this story.

He sighs loudly, “Raven, with these guys, you never know what’ll happen.”

I still don’t follow; I stare at him waiting for more of an explanation.

“Shit, we’re used to sharing girls, okay? It’s not unusual for some girls in the room to be with one or more of us a night. I needed to make everyone understand you are not that kind of girl.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize that. That sounds gross.”

“I don’t want to taint what we have with the past. That’s not what I want anymore.” He leans down and whispers in my ear, “None of those girls even come close to Monday night with you. I never knew what I was missing until I met you.”