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“He said 2:30 at the earliest,” Ridge replied, thinking along identical lines.
“Good,” she heard herself say, then hoping to cover her lust, added, “I’m, uh... sure they have alotto talk about.”
Ridge smiled and flexed his shoulders under her hands. “You’ve done an amazing job back there,” he said. “You have gifted hands.”
He let her work the last knots out of his aching shoulders, impressed with her enthusiasm but distracted somewhat by the soft warmth between Raven’s legs. “Now,” he began with a certain reluctance but an unquenchable need to finally put his hands on her body, “given all the stress you’ve been under recently, your back must be twice as knotted up as mine.” He felt her nodding her head. “Can I return the favor?”
“Sure,” Raven answered.
She slid off him and then, as he rose to allow her to lie down on the sofa, came a stroke of genius. “You might,” he offered graciously, “be more comfortable on my bed.”
Ridge hadn’t been wrong about her back; she was a tangle of knots, all down her spine. He gave Raven a firm and accomplished massage, locating and soothing her troubles, hoping that she wouldn’t notice his hardness pressing against her through two pairs of jeans.
He slid his hands under her shirt, starting with slow circles on her lower back and moving steadily upward. Raven groaned as he hit a particularly knotty area. “Is that good groaning or bad groaning?” Ridge asked.
Raven laughed. “Good. Painful, but good.”
“OK, well, let me know if you need me to stop.” His hands continued to move slowly upward along her spine, eventually arriving at her bra strap. “Do you mind?” he asked, taking it between his fingers.
“No, it’s fine,” she replied, trying to mimic his nonchalant tone. He slid his hands up and down the length of her back, then moved up to her shoulders. “Oh, god!” she exclaimed, making a noise halfway between a grunt and a whimper. His hands stopped. “No, no, it’s ok,” she assured him. “It’s good, actually. I think my right shoulder has been bothering me for days,” she explained, “but I hadn’t noticed it because of all the other things. Please keep going. My neck, too.” Her shirt was bunching under her arms as his hands moved higher. “Here,” she said, rising up on her elbows and sliding her shirt off. “It will be easier like this.”
“Yeah. That’s better,” Ridge replied huskily.
He worked expertly now on Raven’s shoulders, his thumbs forming a slow, circling symmetry, moving to the bottoms of her shoulder blades, then out to the sides. His fingers gently rested on her skin, slipping lower as his thumbs moved outward until they were grazing the edges of her breasts. He moved his thumbs up and down in longer strokes, his fingers continuing to brush her side, sliding up in a slow symmetry that brought his hands back to her breasts. It took all Raven’s self-control to keep her breathing steady despite the warm throbbing between her legs. Ridge’s hands moved down her back, ending up just above her waistband.
“Do you want me to keep going?” he breathed. “If you can push this fabric down a little, I can get to where the spine meets the tailbone.”
Taking the hint, Raven unbuttoned her jeans and pushed the waistband down just an inch.
Ridge froze for a moment, taking in the black lacy panties that she was wearing, trying to resist the almost overwhelming urge to pull her jeans right off. Then his hands resumed their slow circles, moving lower down her spine. Raven could no longer keep silent, her breathing coming in ragged gasps, Ridge’s strong hands heading lower, down under her jeans, and then under her exquisite black panties. Beneath her, she unbuttoned her jeans completely, allowing him to slide both hands in, cupping and squeezing her ass.OK, sailor, here we go....
She responded to his gentle nudge and let him roll her onto her back. Admiring her luscious body, Ridge kissed up from her tummy to her breasts, and then finally his mouth found hers as he lowered himself down onto her. She moaned as their tongues met, mouths exploring eagerly. Hands began roaming as their kissing grew in intensity, and Raven gasped as he stroked one of her nipples between his fingers and then, moving down, replaced it with his mouth.
She ran her hands through his hair, arching her back as she moaned, “Oh,God…Ridge…” She struggled to undress completely while writhing under him; Ridge sat back for a moment and helped her with her jeans and her soaking panties. His own jeans were off in a second, and he lowered himself on top of her, their naked bodies entwining themselves automatically. Their kissing became deeper as they moved chest against chest. She felt his thick hardness pressing against her and gasped as he slipped a hand between her legs.
“Raven, you’re so damn hot,” he said, slipping two fingers inside of her, bringing more gasps. Then his weight lifted and Raven wondered momentarily if he was putting on a condom. Glancing down, she found that he was graduating from fingering her pussy to an even more arousing kind of intimacy.
A long, deep tongue stroke from the opening of her pussy upward parted her lips and glided over her clit. Then another, and another. He glanced up, but Raven had disappeared behind a pillow, which covered her face. He kissed her swollen pussy lips, sucking them gently, and then made a firm, focused assault on her clit with his tongue. Raven was squealing into her pillow, a wordless outburst of joy, only partially muffled, echoed by sudden, warm gushes of new moisture below. Ridge worked on her clit with a quick left-right flickering of his tongue, and suddenly she floated on a heavenly plateau of continuous orgasm, her pillow only cast aside when it became too much.
“OK...” she said, panting hard and pushing Ridge’s head away. “OK, just...” Words continued to fail her as she caught her breath. “OK, I just...” Then, Ridge was there, his mouth against hers, Raven’s arms being pinned to the bed. He sat up on his knees, foil packet in hand, and he quickly sheathed himself. She felt a nudging against her pussy’s swollen entrance. His tongue entered her mouth and she sucked it as his cock gently slid, in one long, deep motion, all the way into her pussy.
The intense shock broke their kiss. Raven let out a moan of relief, of indescribable pleasure. The pressure eased, and she felt his belly lift from hers, but then it came again, even deeper now, and again, her soft channel accepting Ridge’s incredible hardness in a slow rhythm. “Raven, I’ve wanted this...” she heard him whisper, pausing to enjoy the latest, deepest thrust, “from the moment...” he breathed as another immense length filled her, “we met.”
Gradually gaining a little momentum, Ridge’s strokes satisfied Raven’s very deepest needs while her warm feminine opening sucked and massaged Ridge’s cock as it slid back and forth. “Yes...” was all Raven managed, her mind overwhelmed and her breath taken away by each pressing of Ridge’s muscular ass, propelling his manhood ever deeper, ever faster, into Raven’s wetness. Her juices, flowing freely ever since their lips had met, now coated her thighs. Ridge’s cock and the heavy, full balls beneath formed a growing, sexy smear on the sheets beneath them with each thrust.
She knew he would not stop but still coaxed him onward, her hands on his ass, her mouth encouraging him with deep kisses and dirty words. “Yes, do it. Don’t stop.” His pace quickened, strong arms holding him above her, abs tensing with each thrust, his cock almost ready to explode.
His pleasure surged. Raven’s desire for him, her hot hands on his body, her perfect pussy opening so willingly for him, pushed him over the edge. With a strained moan, and then a roar of joy, he brought Raven to a body-shaking crescendo as he filled the condom with a thick flood. He slowed only when he felt Raven’s climax subside. Cradling her now, he waited until she could breathe again, until her heart no longer hammered so hard, and then slowly, reluctantly withdrew.
They kissed for a long, delicious moment. Raven wanted nothing more than to stay in this universe of bliss, her mind awash with sex, the feel of him finally pushing inside her, and... happiness. She slid onto him, straddled him as his breathing finally slowed, her wetness leaving a moist trail on his abs, his lower belly, his softening manhood.
“OK, time out, young lady,” he said, kissing her and wriggling free; they both knew he had to check his phone, although neither was ready to part from the other even for a second. “It’s Corbett,” he said, reading her the text. They had at least anotherhour. Raven’s heart soared with relief and pleasure.
“Want to clean up a little and I’ll pour the rest of the wine?” Ridge asked, finding his boxers and going in search of their two glasses.
“Yeah...” she said shyly, glancing down with a gasp, her wetness suddenly too much.
Raven neatened her hair as she was finishing in the bathroom, a little unsteady on her feet but filled with surges of happiness she hadn’t felt for many months. At that moment when they had found their peak, that almost impossible rush of mutual pleasure, when she had held him and kissed his face and gasped as she opened absolutely to him and Ridge had comeso hardinside her... it was as if her life had just clicked... revealing a new way to make sense of things.A completeness...No, she thought, smiling at her own sexy, satisfied expression in the mirror,serenity.
