Page 31 of Wicked (Wicked Billionaires #2)

DANTE

As Raven sits on my hips and rocks against my cock, I grind my teeth. What she is doing is so hot, and no one has ever fucked my crown before. I feel my crown taken by her clit and it’s electric.

“Now, it’s my turn,” Raven says with hooded eyes. I look at her without emotion, but I can tell my eyes are darkening, and I’m wanting.

Raven sits up, then she slides down against the length of my cock. My hard cock swipes her folds, and she pants and holds herself against me. I go to touch her breasts, but she smacks my hands aside. “My turn!”

She lifts my two large arms above my head, and she speaks as if she has control. “Don’t you move.”

My eyes darken more, but I play along with her game. It’s fascinating, like her.

As she rubs against my hardening shaft, she keeps playing with the head and eye fucking me.

Slowly, she leans back, and she fists me hard. My body tightens, and the crazy vixen sits above me with her black mask, curves, black wings, and moxie.

She rides against my cock again, and with one hand, she circles her wet clit. It’s so hot, then she bites her thumb.

I growl and get iron hard—not steel hard. I need to be back in the vixen soon.

As she starts to whimper, she slides two fingers inside herself. It’s too much, and I need to pull her up on it. Just before I yank her down and onto me, she climbs cat-like off me and goes to find the wooden bowl.

Walking back, she crouches over me, her eyes hungry. Raven rolls the condom onto my thick hard shaft, and her eyes gleam with excitement.

I can tell it’s her first time, and it’s cute.

Her hungry eyes take in my cock, and she moves around me.

“You sure you know what you’re doing, kid?” I ask.

“Shhh,” she says, in the zone.

Suddenly she leaps up, cat-like, on the bed and she moves well. She stares down at me, and her perfect curves throw an amazing shadow on the wall. Standing high above, she looks like some kind of sex goddess. My sex goddess.

She is masked.

Naked.

And…

Winged.

“Stop screwing around,” I growl, needing to come. “Fuck me!”

Raven steps over me, and she puts one foot on my chest. She drives it down hard and glares at me. “You don’t get to command me when I’m in control!”

I shake my head at her moxie. The kid is fucking crazy. She also has no idea how far I can take things and how slow I am going. I’m just playing along with her antics, intrigued, turned on, and fascinated. I’ve never seen anyone like it.

As Raven crouches over me, she squats and holds my cock up. She then inserts my head in her and my cock twitches, ready to go. I growl as she pants, and she looks at me with fire in her eyes. “Relax!”

No one has ever told me how to act in bed, and I hate it. Only… I don’t.

As my jaw clenches, my body tells me I need to be balls deep, now. The tease looks me in the eyes, and she circles her clit again. She then inserts the wet pussy gleaming finger into my mouth. I suck on it hard and desperate, and she then starts to come down.

I suck her entire finger inside my mouth, and I growl. The crazy vixen then slides down my long hard shaft, all at once.

She is so hot and wet, she manages to pull it off.

At the bottom, she pants and gasps, double blinking. She is still squatting, her legs amazing.

“I did warn you,” I say, after whipping my face from the cum-tasting finger.

Raven appears angry at my comment, but she is soon distracted, getting used to being stretched wide.

As she starts to ride me, I calm. I let her fuck me with her tight wet pussy, but it’s soon too much. It’s incredible timing because as she plays with one of her breasts and circles her clit, she realizes she’s missing out.

“Touch… Touch me,” she says all of a sudden.

I place one hand around her neck and yank her down to kiss. My other hand finds her clit, and I smack her hand away.

“Get another job.”

Raven rides me slowly, but as I work her clit and claim her mouth with my tongue, she takes me faster. As we kiss faster and harder, Raven rides me more brutally.

I groan as she takes all of me in, again and again.

The combination of my thumb on her clit, her riding me, plus us kissing, starts to send her over the edge. As she starts to pant, I have no idea what she does for her legs to hold out.

All I know is, I’ve never been fucked like this.

Ever.

As I stroke her clit harder and faster, I play with her nipples.

“Oh yes, yes…”

Raven grabs my breast hand, and we lace fingers. With her other hand, she grips the back of my neck, and she forces me to devour her tongue.

The sensation is out of this world, and I realize the stranger is gifted.

As she rides me faster and faster, I turn up the drama. “Come for me, Raven, can you do that?” She bites her lip, whimpers, and loses focus. “Come for me!” I command.

Suddenly, she gasps, and her core tightens around my cock.

As she comes on me with a primal roar, I apply the perfect pressure to her clit. I then stop moving, and her body bucks and clamps around me. As bliss is pumped through her veins, ecstasy must be shooting through every cell of her.

“Dante!”

As the winged creature shatters for me, I watch her eyes and mouth open in awe.

The masked stranger crushes my hand tightly, and she quakes again, and again, and again.

She is gone for what seems like minutes before she fights to catch her breath and slumps on me sweating. I hold the stranger to my chest, and I kiss her head.

The girl and her show deserves a break, and I need time to work out why no one has ever ridden me so wildly, and savagely, before.

We are coated in sweat from the sex and fire, and we’re almost stuck together now. After several minutes, I slowly roll us onto our sides, and I slide carefully out of her.

As I look down on the exhausted creature, I see a big smile, a pile of limbs and a sweat covered ex-virgin.

“Good?” I ask, running a thumb along her lower lip.

“No,” she mumbles with sweat on her top lip. “Amazing.”

She soon manages to open an eye, and she stares up at me. I reach for water, and I pour some in her mouth. She greedily gulps like an animal.

My animal.

“Good girl,” I say, wiping hair from her sweaty reddened face. As I look down on the temptress, I take in her perfectly curved body. The feline figure, her mask and wings are an image that will be hard to forget. Maybe too hard. Maybe she is worth keeping close… At least for now.