Chapter 12

CHAPTERTWELVE

Raid felt the moment Khloe’s body went limp and she fell into a deep sleep. He wasn’t tired, not anymore. How could he be after Khloe’s pronouncement?

He felt as if she was a miracle. His miracle. He’d been through hell and yet here she was. She didn’t mind that he was a nerd and she wanted to be more than friends. He could count on one hand the number of women he’d been with intimately, and none of those encounters compared to simply holding Khloe in his arms.

They’d been building to this for months. He’d felt the undercurrent of attraction between them for quite a while now, but hadn’t done anything about it. He hated that it took her being in danger, and Duke’s near-death experience, to finally get his head out of his butt. He was going to do everything in his power to be a good man for Khloe.

It was a good thing she liked his nerdiness and his bossiness, because he didn’t know any other way to be. He didn’t think about going all alpha on her, he just did what felt right.

When he finally managed to fall asleep, Raid didn’t sleep well. For one, he wasn’t used to having anyone else in bed with him. And two, he was in a constant state of arousal. Her words kept echoing in his head, even in his dreams.

She liked him.

Wanted to be more than friends.

She felt safe with him.

The second Duke stirred the next morning, Raid was already awake.

He slipped out of bed reluctantly and led Duke to the back door so he could do his business. Feeling lazy, and knowing they had no plans other than to go for a hike, Raid headed for the guest bathroom so as not to wake Khloe, did his thing, then brushed his teeth. The last thing he wanted was for Khloe to be repulsed by his morning breath.

By the time he walked back into his room, Khloe was sitting up in the bed with a smile on her face.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” he told her quietly.

“It’s okay, I’m a light sleeper,” she said.

Raid wanted to roll his eyes. She wasn’t a light sleeper that he’d observed. She slept like a log, barely moving throughout the night. He’d had plans to slip back under the covers and hold her for a little longer before they got started on their day, but now that she was awake, he felt awkward and unsure about what to do.

He stood in the middle of his room in his boxers and a T-shirt and desperately tried to think of something to say.

“Come here, Raiden,” Khloe said, patting the mattress next to her.

He moved without thought. Sitting on the bed, he scooted toward her and leaned against the headboard. To his surprise, she turned and threw one leg over his thighs and straddled him.

His hands instinctively went to her waist to steady her. “Khloe?”

“Were you serious last night? Or were you just telling me what you thought I wanted to hear?” she asked, looking him in the eyes.

“Um…which part?” he asked.

“The part about liking me and wanting to be more than friends,” she said calmly.

“I was dead serious,” he said.

Then Khloe shocked the shit out of him by smiling—and reaching for the hem of her shirt. Before he could say or do anything, she had it over her head, and he was staring at the most perfect pair of tits he’d ever seen in his life.

Raid was literally speechless. He couldn’t think. Couldn’t talk. All he could do was hold onto her waist and try not to come there and then.

“Good. Because I was serious too,” Khloe said with a grin. “And I’m thinking if I don’t make the first move, we might be dancing around each other for a long time. I hope this is okay.”

She wasn’t wrong. Raid probably would’ve taken a very long time to work up the nerve just to kiss her again. This? It was a dream come true.

Without speaking, he placed one hand between her shoulder blades and the other reached for one of her plump tits. He held it still, then leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the hard nipple practically begging for his touch.

Khloe moaned and her head tilted back as he feasted on her. He felt her fingers spear into his short hair as she held him against her breast.

She squirmed on his lap, but Raid tightened his hold, keeping her still as he fulfilled one of his fantasies. He moved to the other tit and gave that nipple the same attention. Several minutes passed before he found the willpower to pull back and look at his handiwork. Her nipples were hard little spikes on her chest and she was breathing hard. Her upper chest was red and blotchy with lust, and it was all he could do not to throw her back on the bed and rip her underwear off.

He looked into her eyes for the first time and nearly melted at what he saw there. Delight. Lust. Humor. And need.

“I’m guessing this was okay,” she quipped.

Raid smiled. He’d never laughed during sex before. It felt good. Really damn good.

“Anytime you want to strip in front of me, feel free,” he told her.

“I think one of us is overdressed,” she said, running her hands up under his T-shirt and running her fingernails over his chest and catching his nipples in the process.

Raid was two seconds away from exploding with just the feel of her fingers on him. Knowing he needed to take control of this situation before he embarrassed himself, Raid moved.

He lifted Khloe off his lap as if she weighed nothing and dropped her back to the mattress, her head facing the bottom of the bed. Then he straddled her hips, keeping her where he wanted her as he took off his own shirt.

Her hands ran up and down his thighs when he was otherwise occupied, and he drew in a sharp breath when she didn’t hesitate to cup his dick through his boxers.

“Holy shit, Raid…you’re huge.”

Brushing her hand away—not because he didn’t like her touch, but because at the moment it was too much—Raid leaned over her and smiled.

“Rumor says that the bigger a man’s feet, the bigger his cock,” she teased.

He shrugged. “I don’t go around comparing a man’s dick to his feet, but I’ve heard that a man’s cock is about as big around as his wrist.” He held up his arm in front of Khloe.

Her eyes widened comically as she lifted a hand and wrapped her fingers around his wrist. Or tried to. The fingers wouldn’t touch, and she breathed, “Holy crap.”

“I won’t hurt you,” Raid said, his smile dying.

“I know you won’t,” Khloe answered without hesitation. Then she arched her back under him. “You haven’t kissed me,” she said with a pout.

“I did,” Raid countered, then flicked one of her hard nipples. “And you liked it.”

“Kiss me, Raiden,” Khloe ordered, lifting a hand and doing her best to force his head down to hers.

Since he couldn’t think of anything he wanted to do more, Raid obeyed. He brushed his lips against hers softly. Once. Twice. When she whined deep in her throat, Raid was done teasing.

He slammed his lips to hers and she immediately opened for him. The kiss was long, deep, and the most sensual kiss he’d ever experienced. Khloe gave him everything she had, kissing him right back. By the time he pulled away, they were both breathing hard.

Then without hesitation, Raid moved. He licked his way down her body, spending quite a bit of time on the breasts he’d already gotten to know.

He learned she liked a harder touch on her nipples. When he sucked hard while pinching the other, she squirmed and moaned under him. How long he feasted on her tits, Raid didn’t know. It wasn’t until he realized Khloe was begging him and trying to push him lower that he complied.

Wanting to imprint this moment on his memory forever, Raid kissed the front of her cotton underwear. He could smell her desire, see a wet spot on the material. Raid was breathing hard and he licked his lips in anticipation.

Khloe lifted her hips to assist him as his fingers slipped under the material and began to draw it down her legs. There was an awkward moment when she kneed him in the chin, but Raid didn’t even feel the pain. Her giggle reminded him of how different this was than any other time he’d been in bed with a woman.

In the past, he was nervous and constantly worried about what he was doing. Where he should put his hands. If she wanted him to keep going or stop. But with Khloe, everything seemed natural.

When he was finally face-to-face with her pussy, Raid stared. She was perfect. Her pubic hair was trimmed, which was sexy as hell. He ran a finger over her mons, loving how her hips lifted in encouragement.

Raid lowered his head and kissed her inner thigh, making sure to brush his beard against the sensitive skin there. In response, Khloe moaned.

“Please, Raid.”

“Please what?” he asked.

“Suck my clit,” she said without hesitation.

Khloe’s ability to ask for what she needed was a huge turn-on. Raid dropped his head and did as she asked. His lips closed around her clit and he sucked. Hard.

“Holy crap!” Khloe exclaimed as her hips slammed upward.

Chuckling, Raid brought a hand up and rested it on her belly. His hand seemed huge against her. He held her down as he found her clit once more, this time using his tongue to stimulate the little bud.

He’d learned—through reading a lot of books, and even watching some videos on the internet—that while licking a woman’s entire pussy could feel good, the nerve center was where her pleasure lie. He brought his other hand up to play with her inner lips, to spread the wetness that was being produced by his ministrations.

Her delicious musky scent increased as he continued to play with her clit. He alternated sucking with licking, and even nibbling now and then.

Raid had never seen Khloe out of control. She had more control over herself than anyone he knew. So he felt even more powerful to have her writhing under him. Her hands were in his hair, trying to pull him closer, and her hips constantly bucked under his hold. Her head moved forward and back, digging into the mattress, and he could feel her thighs shaking as her orgasm approached.

“Raid, yes…there…harder! Oh, shit!”

The joy and pride Raid felt as she flew over the edge rivaled how he’d felt when he was accepted into the Coast Guard’s dog handler ranks. He’d done this to her. Made her feel good.

Just when it seemed she was coming down from her orgasm, Raid eased a finger inside her soaking-wet body and lowered his head once more. It didn’t take long for her second orgasm to explode through her body.

He’d never seen or felt anything more beautiful. Seeing Khloe let herself experience pleasure was the most exciting thing he’d witnessed in his entire life. Her hair was mussed now, and she had a sheen of sweat all over her body. She practically glowed.

Picking up her head, she stared down at him when he didn’t move from between her legs. “Raid?”

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“It’s your turn now.”

“Nope,” he said evenly.

She frowned. “What do you mean, no?”

“I want to see that again.”

Her head flopped back onto the mattress as she let out a breath with a huff. “I can’t,” she informed him.

Raid only grinned. “You do know that’s like waving a red flag in front of a bull, right?”

“I want you to enjoy this too,” she said, picking her head back up.

Raid loved that she wasn’t trying to hide her body from him. She seemed perfectly content to lie naked in his arms.

“You think I’m not enjoying this?” Raid asked. “Khloe, your scent is all over my face, in my beard. I’ve never tasted anything as delicious in my life, and I’m contemplating not washing my face before we head out later so I can smell you all day. My cock has never been so hard, and that’s without me even touching it. I’m leaking precome constantly and I have a feeling the second you look at my dick, it’s gonna go off. I’m enjoying this more than you’ll ever know.”

“Okay,” she whispered. “Do your worst.”

Raid grinned. “How about I do my best instead?” And with that, he decided to try something he’d seen on the internet. It was his favorite video…and it wasn’t even porn. It was more of a tutorial. A woman lay on a massage table and the man with her was fully dressed. He slowly and instructively showed his viewers how and where to touch a woman to give her a G-spot orgasm. Raid had watched the video countless times, and there was nothing more he wanted than to see if he could give Khloe the ultimate pleasure.

“Have you ever had a G-spot orgasm?” he asked as he rose to his knees between her legs.

“Oh, shit,” was her response.

He took that to mean the answer was no. He used the thumb of the hand on her belly to lightly manipulate her clit as he reached over to the table next to his bed with the other. He pulled a bottle of lube out of the drawer and smiled down at her.

Shrugging at her grin when she saw the bottle, he said, “I’m a guy…what can I say?”

“I wasn’t going to comment,” Khloe told him. “If you have lube in your drawer, that’s your business. Just as the vibrator in mine is my business.”

“You have a vibrator?” he asked, feeling his cock twitch.

“Of course.”

“Damn, that’s sexy.” Raid squirted a healthy dollop of lube onto his fingers and eased two inside her body.

Khloe shifted under him. “It’s cold!”

“Won’t be for long,” Raid soothed as he began to gently thrust in and out of her pussy. Within a minute, she was once more moaning deep in her throat and lifting her hips with each thrust of his hand.

Thinking about the video he’d seen, Raid began to rub her clit harder, even as he increased the speed of his fingers in and out of her body, making sure to press against the spongy spot inside that would send her flying.

The sound his fingers made was sexy as fuck, and that, along with the noises coming from her mouth, made Raid’s lips curl into a smile. He loved that she was trusting him to do this. To touch her like this.

It took a while—and a surprisingly amount of strength on his part to hold Khloe where he wanted her—but soon he could tell she was on the edge of another intense orgasm.

“It’s too much! I can’t…” she wailed.

“You can. Let go, Khloe.”

With another few cries, she did. Liquid squirted out of her pussy, all over his fingers, as she bucked and shook in his arms.

Raid couldn’t wait another second. He needed to be inside her. Now.

Pulling his fingers out of her body, Raid reached for the condom he’d grabbed at the same time as the lube. He shook as he pushed the elastic of his underwear down and rolled the rubber over his throbbing cock. Not taking the time to remove his boxers, Raid pressed Khloe’s still shaking legs apart and pushed inside her in one long thrust.

He immediately felt her spasm around him once more. Just entering her had triggered another orgasm. Khloe was practically crying now, but her hands gripped his butt, and she tried to pull him even closer, letting him know that she was still with him and wanted this. Him.

It was all Raid could do not to blow right that second. He reached down and grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed tightly. He wanted this to last. This was his first time with Khloe; he didn’t want it to end in seconds.

* * *

Khloe could barely think. She was on pleasure overload. She’d never felt anything as amazing as Raid’s hands and tongue on her. She’d come more than she ever had in one sexual encounter before. And that last orgasm had almost killed her.

Raid had been tender but determined. She had no idea where he’d learned how to do what he’d done, but she wasn’t complaining. She’d barely come to her senses when she felt him between her legs once more.

His cock was big. Larger than anything she’d taken before, but as soon as he got inside her, she came again. The orgasm wasn’t as intense as the one she’d just had, but with him filling her up, it was almost more pleasurable.

This was what she’d been missing the other times he’d gotten her off. She’d felt so empty. And now she was anything but.

“Holy crap, Raid!” she exclaimed as she gripped his butt and dug her fingernails into the skin through his boxers. “Move!”

“Can’t. Need. To. Wait. A second,” he panted.

Screw that. Khloe thrust her hips upward and was rewarded with Raiden’s surprised grunt as he threw out his hand, which had been wrapped around his cock, to catch himself. He was even deeper inside her now.

“Fuck me, Raid,” she ordered.

His eyes came to hers, his pupils dilated.

“There’s no going back,” he told her, still not moving.

“I don’t want to go back,” she reassured him.

His nostrils flared and his hips finally moved. He pulled back slowly, then slammed inside her.

Khloe could feel her boobs bounce on her chest, and she smiled. “Yes,” she whispered. “More.”

And just like that, it was as if the control he’d been holding onto by a thread was broken. Raid fucked her. Hard.

And it was glorious.

Khloe was more than wet enough to comfortably take him, Raid had made sure of that. He shifted, grabbing her hips and holding them up as he rose to his knees. A lot of her weight was resting on her shoulders now, but Khloe didn’t care. All she could do was look at the ecstasy on Raid’s face as he plunged in and out of her.

“That’s it. Take what you need,” she gasped.

“Mine!” he exclaimed as he tore his eyes from where his cock entered her to meet her gaze.

“Mine,” she returned.

“Yes. Yours!” he agreed.

It was somewhat of a submissive thing to say, but Raid was anything but submissive at the moment. He had complete control of her body, and Khloe loved it.

She loved watching him come closer and closer to orgasm. And she saw the moment it overtook him. His eyes never closed, but he shoved his giant cock inside her as far as he could get it, and she actually felt him twitching as he released his load.

But he wasn’t done. Somehow, even as the pleasure was still coursing through his body, he lowered her hips until her butt was resting on his thighs and once again began strumming her clit.

“Raid!” she exclaimed as pleasure rose hard and fast inside her. “I’m too sensitive!”

“Good. Then you’ll come faster,” he told her with an intense look of concentration on his face.

He wasn’t wrong.

It took a ridiculously short amount of time for Khloe to feel the familiar rise of an orgasm make its way through her body.

She let out a small cry as her body shook uncontrollably in his arms.

“Fuck, that feels so damn good,” he growled as his fingers finally fell away from her swollen clit.

“Yes, it does,” Khloe agreed.

She kept her eyes glued to Raid as he reached down and held onto the condom as he pulled himself out of her body.

“Holy crap, Raiden. That was inside me?” she asked incredulously as she got a good look at his cock for the first time.

“All the way, and you took me as if you were born to be mine,” he said.

She supposed he’d earned his cockiness. She was a pile of mush at the moment and couldn’t even think about moving.

Raid climbed off the bed and headed into the bathroom. He was back a moment later, sans boxers, and Khloe couldn’t take her gaze from his cock and balls swinging as he strode back to her.

He didn’t hesitate in grabbing her and moving her around so her head was back on a pillow and her feet were facing the footboard once more.

“I’m not sure I like you moving me around without breaking a sweat,” she grumbled as Raid climbed under the sheet with her.

“Yes, you do,” he countered as he pulled her into his arms.

She didn’t say anything because he was right.

The feel of his naked body under hers felt amazing. She melted against him, hiking one of her legs up and over one of his thighs.

Several minutes went by with neither of them speaking. Finally, she blurted, “Are you okay with me making the first move?”

“Yes.”

She waited for him to elaborate and when he didn’t, she came up on an elbow and stared at him. “That’s it? Just yes?”

“Uh-huh. If you hadn’t, who knows how long it would’ve taken me to get up the nerve to even attempt to kiss you again. So yeah, I’m all right with you making the first move. And it was an amazing move, by the way.”

“You’re a boob man,” she teased.

“Nope, I’m a Khloe man.”

Khloe melted inside and put her head back down on his chest. She loved how safe she felt with Raid. It was his size. His quiet confidence. His entire being. She had no idea what was in her future, but she prayed it would include Raiden.

“You said something last night…” he began, but didn’t finish his thought.

“I said a lot of things last night,” she prompted.

“Are you truly serious about opening an emergency vet clinic in Fallport?”

She nodded. “Yeah. Why?”

“Because I think it’s a great idea.”

His support meant the world to Khloe. “It might not work out like I want it to,” she warned.

“Of course it will. It’s a niche that needs to be filled. You’ll see. Anything you need help with, all you have to do is ask.”

“Thanks. You might regret that, because unlike a lot of people, I’m not afraid to ask for help.”

“Good. Because you’ll have a lot of it with me, the guys, and all the women. There’s a building not too far from Brock’s auto shop that’s for rent. It’s right on Main Street and would probably be a great location…if it can be configured to work for what you need.”

Khloe lifted her head once more. “Really?”

“Uh-huh. What about supplies? Like surgical stuff? I’m assuming there’s a lot you’ll need. We can go to the bank and see about getting you a loan, and I can help with costs if you need it.”

“I appreciate that, but I’ve got a whole storage unit full of stuff in Norfolk.”

“That’s great.”

It hit Khloe then. “Am I really going to do this?”

“I hope so. As much as I don’t want to lose my assistant, being a vet is what you were meant to be. From what I’ve heard around town, people are already very excited about the possibility of you staying and opening shop.”

“Except Raymond.”

“Screw that prick,” Raid said with a scowl. “He should’ve been a better person and vet if he wanted to continue to have a monopoly around here.”

Khloe couldn’t help but laugh. She felt amazingly good. Positive. She’d just had too many orgasms to count, she apparently had a new boyfriend, a man she respected and looked up to, she was going to open up another vet clinic, and apparently she had the support of the entire town.

“You hungry?”

Raid’s question triggered her stomach to growl just then, and he chuckled.

“Right. I’m gonna get up and fix us something before we head out on our hike. Pancakes all right?”

“Got any chocolate chips to throw in them?” she asked.

“I might.”

“And sausage or bacon?”

He lifted a brow in response.

“What? If we’re going to go out and burn some calories, I’ll need energy. Especially after all my reserves were used up this morning.”

The proud look on Raid’s face wasn’t something Khloe would forget anytime soon.

“If you want chocolate, bacon and sausage, that’s what you’ll get. Go ahead and jump in the shower while I cook.”

“We could shower together,” she suggested with a smirk.

“We might never leave the house then. Besides…I don’t want to risk getting my beard wet this morning.”

Khloe blushed but rolled her eyes. “You know that’s kind of gross, right?”

“No way. Smelling you all day is anything but gross.”

Then he leaned down and kissed her long and slow. He stared at her for a moment when he pulled back, then said, “Best morning ever.”

Khloe watched as he unselfconsciously climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom butt naked. She had nothing to put on after her shower but the clothes she’d arrived in, and she didn’t care. Raid would stop by her apartment and let her change into hiking clothes before they headed to the trail.

Nothing would ruin this day. She’d risked everything with Raid by making the first move, but luckily it turned out perfectly. Khloe was happier than she could remember being in a very long time. Things were finally looking up.