Page 58 of Burned Dreams


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My head snaps toward Ravenna. “The elevator.”

“Yeah,” she says, staring at the floor.

I bridge the distance between us and take her face in my palms. Tilting her head up, I find she’s closed her eyes. “Look at me.”

She just shakes her head.

“I’m so ashamed for letting him make me into this.” Her voice is so tiny when she says it.

“Please, look at me.”

Ravenna’s eyes flutter open.

“You are a fucking warrior,” I say. “You entered that battlefield without any weapons, and you fought a much stronger opponent with your bare hands.”

“I didn’t fight. The only thing I’ve been doing is trying to find a way to escape.”

“That’s what you do when you’ve been captured by an enemy.” I bend my neck, leveling my head with hers. “You are a warrior. I want to hear you say it, Ravenna.”

“I’m a warrior,” she mutters.

“Damn right, you are. And don’t you dare ever think otherwise.” I slam my mouth to hers, sealing that declaration.

Her hands lock around my neck, pulling me closer. Without breaking our kiss, I grab her under the ass and lift to sit her on the bathroom vanity. My cock is so hard, it’s close to bursting. The need to be inside her again is driving me insane. It doesn’t matter that I just had her barely ten minutes ago because my body craves more.

Ravenna wraps her legs around my waist and grips the back of my T-shirt, trying to tug it over my head.

“Not here,” I say into her lips. We’re not doing anything in a place tainted with bad memories. I lift her off the counter and carry her into the bedroom.

When we reach the bed, Ravenna untangles her legs from around my waist and stands on the edge of the bed. Her hair is a complete mess, strands knotted and jutting in different directions. She is wearing a white top and gray shorts, which are turned inside out. I don’t think she noticed when she put them back on. I love seeing her like this.

Grabbing a fistful of my T-shirt, I take it off. Ravenna’s eyes flare upon seeing the ink on my chest, and the realization hits me—we’ve never seen each other naked. So many barriers between us, but I can easily knock this one down. I quickly shed the rest of my clothes and stand before her, letting her eyes explore to their content.

Ravenna’s gaze slowly moves down my chest and abs to stop at my fully hard cock. She bites her lower lip and traps it between her teeth as she glances back into my eyes. I need all my self-restraint not to pounce on her immediately. Reaching for the hem of her top, she pulls it over her head, revealing a lacy white bra cradling her firm breasts, the dark brown areolas visible under the intricate fabric.

“I need to see all of you,” I mutter and snake my hand behind her back to unclasp her bra, then take the waistband of her shorts and slip them down her legs.

The white lace panties are next, and I take my time sliding them off, inch by slow inch. When I have her fully undressed, I step back and just stare at her perfection. My deepest fantasy comes to life. My eyes move down her delicate neck and mouthwatering breasts, then over her narrow waist and generous hips, all the way down to the tips of her toes. Even her feet are fucking perfect.

“You can’t be real.” I place the tip of my finger at her collarbone, inching a straight line down her front, and halt at her pussy. “Hold your breath.”

I wait for her to inhale, then dip two fingers inside her pussy. Ravenna moans and grabs at my free hand, guiding it to her throat. My fingers stroke the soft skin of her neck in a leisurely gait that matches the fervent massage of her sweet pussy. Her body trembles under my touch, her sharp nails dig into the skin of my forearm. I’m pretty sure my cock is gonna blow if I don’t get it in her soon, but I push that urge away. This is about her.

“Do you still dream about me?” I ask and slide my fingers even deeper inside.

“Yes.” She pants as she grinds herself on my hand. “And do you dream about me?”

I slip my fingers out of her pussy and press my thumb on her clit. “Every fucking night.”

Ravenna gasps and comes all over my hand.

My thumb keeps stroking her clit, prolonging her pleasure, as tremors overwhelm her frame. Only once her body sags, do I lift my hand off her pussy and scoop her up into my arms. I wish I could hold her forever, but I slowly lower her on the bed.

“You want to know a secret?” I ask as I cover her body with mine. Rising her leg by the back of her knee, I bend and fold it to the side, and finally slide my cock inside her liquid heat.

“Yes.” She grabs the headboard above her head and hooks her other leg behind my back.

I start pounding into her, our gazes locked the entire time, absorbing each of her pants and moans. Safekeeping them for later.

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