14. Raven

A bright burstof light pulls me from sleep. Every muscle in my body aches in the best way. It has a dopey smile spreading across my face.

I can't remember the last time I've had sex like that. If ever. I lost track of the number of orgasms Blair gave me.

With my job, I don't have the time for dating. Usually if I need something, I find what I want on a dating app. Nothing wrong with finding someone where we both need a mutual release.

Last night? That was the furthest thing from my mind. Last night was…wow. I never let myself go like that.

Who knew all of that dominance was packed inside Blair? Nothing has ever felt as good as being with her. Letting her take all the control. Giving myself over to her like that. I hope to make the most of my time with her here and do it again.

Maybe even a little something this morning to get the day started.

"Mmm, morning, Blair." Reaching across the bed, it's empty. The crumpled sheets are cool.

Dust floats through beams of sunlight that peek through the curtains. The bedroom is empty—no Blair in sight.

Going to the bathroom, I take care of business, brush my teeth, and grab a robe. Blair could not have gone far this morning, so I head to the living room.

It's there that I find her. Sitting on the couch in one of the thick hotel robes, she's typing away on her computer.

All that blonde hair of hers is pulled up into a messy bun. Fingers flying across the keyboard, her brows are pulled together in a tight look.

"Everything okay out here?"

She jumps, slamming the lid of her laptop closed.

"Sorry."

"Were you in the middle of something?"

She shakes her head. Tiny wisps of blonde hair escape her bun.

Fuck. Does she ever look stunning like this. No makeup. Face soft from last night.

"Just checking on things at home. A few emails here and there."

I drop down onto the coffee table in front of her. For once, work is the furthest thing from my mind.

TraveLLin'. West Investments. None of it matters as much as the woman sitting in front of me.

"And how is everything back home?"

"Good."

"Then does that mean I get you for the day?"

Blair's blue eyes rake over my body. The casual appraisal she gives me has butterflies swarming my belly.

What is it about Blair that ratchets up my desire like I've never known?

"Depends. What are we doing today?" She leans forward, hands resting on my knees.

I grab her elbows, pulling her close. Our knees knock together. Freckles line her face.

God, everything about her is exquisite. I want to gaze at every single part of her face and commit it to memory.

"How about dress shopping?"

"Dress shopping?" The corner of her mouth quirks up. "Are we getting married now?"

"Aren't you funny, but no. No title upgrades for you ye?—"

Yet almost slips out on the end. I need to rein in my feelings for her. Keep them closer to the vest. No point in letting Blair know that I'm falling for her when this thing is going to be over soon enough.

"What do we need dresses for then?"

"The opera and the gala."

"The opera?" Blair questions. "We're going to the opera?"

"What, you don't want to hear Italians singing in a language you don't speak for three hours, waxing poetically about love and death?"

"Can't say that it's high on my list of things to do."

"Mine either, but at least we'll get to do it together."

"Suffering through the pain of Italians of the past."

I laugh. "What better way to spend the evening?"

Blair's eyes widen. "I can think of a few other things I'd like to do instead."

"Didn't get enough last night?"

"What can I say? I like making you come."

I groan, biting down on my bottom lip.

"How about I return the favor?"

"You did plenty of times last night, if I recall correctly."

"Mmm, yes." I place a warm kiss against her jaw. "But if I recall, I never got to taste you."

Dropping to my knees, I pull Blair to the edge of the sofa. Her legs fall open, baring herself to me.

She's already glistening. It's a heady sensation, knowing that I do this to Blair.

"Have you been like this all morning?" My hands coast up her thighs, moving the robe to the side.

"Since you woke up."

"Then it's only right I help you take care of this little problem."

The robe falls open, exposing her cleavage to me. I press light kisses to her chest. Licking and sucking on all the skin there. Savoring the taste of her under my tongue.

She squirms beneath me as my hands trace her hipbones.

"Raven," she whines. "Please."

"Please what?" I lick a trail up across her collarbone. Her pulse is throbbing in her neck. The blatant need coming off her is making me wet.

I'm ready to say fuck the plans for today and stay in bed with Blair. But I don't.

"Tell me what you want."

"I need you."

"You have me," I whisper against her.

In more ways than one.

I kiss my way back down her chest. Grabbing the tie of the robe with my teeth, I pull the knot loose.

Goose bumps cover her skin as I move my mouth lower.

Lower. Closer to where I want to be.

Using my elbows, I push her legs wider. The robe spills open. Her nipples are two hard peaks that I want to take between my teeth.

But not now.

Now, I want to taste this pussy of hers.

"Look how wet you are." I drag a finger through her folds. "I wonder how much it'll take to get you to come."

"Why don't you find out?" Blair whines.

"And not tease you the way you teased me last night?"

My finger goes higher, brushing against the soft patch of curls. I reverse the motion, taking care not to touch her clit. Not yet.

"Ugh." Her own hands start playing with her breasts. I want to bat them away, let her know that her orgasm is mine, but I don't care.

I love seeing how she takes care of her own pleasure.

But I'm not going to let this be a solo act.

Leaning over, I swipe my tongue through her pussy.

Fuck. She tastes so good. I don't know if I'll ever wipe the taste of her from my memory. Not that I'd want to.

"Gah!" She arches up into me, one hand forking through my hair to hold me in place.

The slight sting of pain opens the dam. I attack her pussy with a need I've never felt. I want every last drop Blair will give me.

I suck on her clit as I curl a finger inside her. Every moan of hers is driving me wild.

"Right there. So. Fucking. Good."

Blair is grinding down on my face. I can't get enough of her. She's squeezing the life out of my finger as I push a second one in.

"Are you going to come for me?" I pull back, sinking my teeth into the flesh of her thigh.

"I'm so close…so, so…"

I don't let her finish. I go back to sucking on her clit. Laving it with all my attention as I work my fingers in and out of her.

Electricity is swirling around us. One spark and the entire room could go up in flames.

But I couldn't care less. Not when Blair is this close to coming.

I curl my fingers inside her as I strum my tongue across her clit.

"Raven!"

She comes undone. Her head is thrown back in pleasure as I lap up every drop of her release.

"So good. So, so good," I praise her as the air settles back around us.

"I don't know if I have the energy to return the favor."

Blair is blissed out. Eyes closed, hair disheveled.

Fucking sexy as hell.

"This was about you." Pushing up, I drop a quick kiss on her lips. "You can have me later."

"Promise?" she asks, pulling me onto her lap.

"As long as you're not having any regrets about this."

"Only that we didn't do it sooner."

I give her a languid kiss, letting her taste herself on my lips. "And I plan on doing this every chance we get."

Because I don't want to waste a moment with Blair Stevens.