Page 22 of Tempted

“No, Raven.”

“It’s just a few weeks. What difference doesit make?”

“I just can’t.”

“I have something I want you to hear.”

I sit astride him, reach for my phone, andplay the song Toni sent me earlier – “Nobody Has To Know” byKranium. He raises a brow at me, and I wonder if he’ll understandany of it. I lean in close to his lips and whisper, “No one has toknow.”

Toni’s been giving me a few pointers, solet’s see how they work. Moving to the beat of the music, I roll myhips and grind on his now rock-hard dick. He lowers his gaze,biting into his bottom lip as he watches. I reach up and cup mybreasts, kneading them and pulling on my nipples. With a moan, Ithrow my head back and imagine doing this while he’s inside me. Hegrabs my hips, chest rising and falling rapidly as his breathinggets out of control. I smirk as I turn around, kicking things up anotch. He groans as I pull my T-shirt up to my waist.

“Raven…”

I lean forward, place my hands on the bedbetween his legs and slowly bounce on top of him. Let him see whathe’s missing…what he could be getting right now. He growls andpulls me down onto the bed.

“Fuck, Raven! Stop it.”

“But –”

“No. I…”

He takes a deep breath and pulls me into hisarms. I lay my head on his chest, waiting for him to continue.

“Go to sleep, doll.”

***Gage***

An ungodly sound rips me out of a deep sleep.What the fuck? Raven reaches over me and silences her phonethen falls back on my chest. She groans, yawning and stretching. Ipull her back into my arms when she tries to roll away.

“I have to get up,” she mumbles.

“What the fuck for?”

“Work…and you have to take me by the housefirst so I can change.”

“Stay.”

“As much as I want to, I can’t.”

She gets up and I growl in irritation. Twonights of having her in my bed and I don’t want her to leave. Shit.I don’t even recognize myself. The shower comes on and I look at myphone. Five-thirty. The ass-crack of dawn.Fuck.I hug herpillow and her scent washes over me, both lulling me back to sleepand arousing me at the same time. Fuck me, I’m referring to it asherpillow. Two nights. Two fucking nights.What is shedoing to me?I don’t know, but I wish she’d just come back tobed. Damn it. I sit up and shake the sleep away then get dressed.She walks into the room wrapped in a towel, and I almost give in tothe urge to take what’s mine.

“Good. You’re up.”

Shit…in more ways than one.

“It’s probably cold outside. Can I borrowsomething to wear?”

“Take whatever you need.”

“Thanks.”

By the time I brush my teeth, she’s dressedand waiting. I grab two hoodies from my closet and hand one to her.She takes it wordlessly and slips it on. I hold her chin between myfingers and raise her face to mine. “I hate this sneakingaround.”

“Me, too.”

“Once we get past all this, the only placeyou’ll be sleeping is in my bed. Got it?”

She sucks in a breath and her eyes widen.Then she nods.