“Feels like someone’s happy to see me.”
“No. He’s ecstatic to be near you again. He’d be even happier if he could be inside you.” Reaching his hands down, he grabbed her thick ass, squeezing the flesh in his large palms. Damn, he loved this woman.
A moan released from her lips, “Dexter.” Their eyes still locked together, Raven lifted on her feet, pressing her lips to his in a soft but sensual kiss.
Dexter lifted her from the ground, and Raven wrapped her legs around his waist. Breaking their kiss, his breathing was harsh as he spoke. “I need to make love to you.”
“I need you, too. There’s a secret place where my parents and my guards never go. They know when I’m there, not to bother me.”
“Well, what are we waiting for? Show me to your castle, Princess.”
CHAPTER 5
Raven
Entering the guesthouse, Dexter lay Raven on the mattress in the bedroom she’d pointed out to him. His green gaze was filled with love and desire. She knew running from him had been the wrong decision. At the time, she’d been so worried about her parents, and avoiding a broken heart, she could only think to do one thing. Leave. Now that they were together again, she wanted to tell him everything. Explain her fears. Tell him why she’d come home without telling him. All of it. But first, she wanted to make love to her man.
“I need to see you naked,” Dexter growled. He placed soft kisses along her jawline and down the side of her neck. His hands moved down towards her pants, and he began removing the material from her body. “I can’t believe it’s been over a week since I last had you.”
Raven could do nothing but squirm under his ministrations. Her body was attuned to his every touch. The feel of his warm breath on her bare stomach started a fire burning inside her body. The anticipation of what was to come caused her body to shiver with need. She pressed her core against Dexter, demanding without words that he give her more. She knew he would take care of her. He always did.
Within moments, she lay naked in front of him. He stood at the end of the bed. Smiling down at her. Raven lifted her arms, beckoning him forward. At this moment, she wasn’t the Crown Princess dealing with the potential family scandal. With Dexter, she was simply Raven Whitfield, a woman was loved by a man. Right now, it was the only title she cared about.
Dexter leaned down, placing both hands on either side of her ways. “Do not leave me again.”
“I won’t.”
“I know you think you’re protecting me, but–”
“I was. I am. I need to be able to protect you. This isn’t what you signed up for.” Raven knew Dexter could protect himself from any danger, but if they were going to be equal partners, there were times she’d have to step up her game. Plus, she would be in danger more often than he would.
Lying between her legs, Dexter braced himself on his elbows. His thick cock bumped at her entrance. Raven moaned, lifting her hips to press her mound against him. Why didn’t he enter her? From the engorged thickness of his member, he was more than ready to get this party started.
“Baby, look at me.”
Raven turned her gaze to his. Her breath stuttered with it in her chest. Dexter was the only man for her. When she looked into his green eyes, she knew he’d be by her side. No matter what happens. “Yes, Dexter?”
“Marry me. Be my wife. We’ll deal with the other bullshit later. Right now. I need us to get back to Raven and Dexter. When you’re with me, I need you to take off your crown. Be the woman in my arms when I go to sleep at night. Be the mother of my children so you can tell them stories about how long your labor was with each of them. I want you, Raven, for the rest of my life and yours. You’re the only person who can keep me sane despite my mother’s old-fashioned way of thinking.”
Raven gasped. “You knew I’d overheard your conversation with her?”
Nodding his head, Dexter began shifting his body. “I saw your shadow. I kept expecting you to walk inside the room. When you didn’t, I knew you were hurt by her words. When you gave me that bullshit story for why you had to return home, I knew you’d misunderstood the situation. I would never have had the phone on speaker if I thought in any way that her words would make you leave me. I needed the chance to explain, Raven. You never gave me that. You made a choice for us. That’s not how this works.”
“I misunderstood?” Raven could hardly put two words together. Dexter kissed the path down her naked form, stopping just above her clit. Chest rising with need, she widened her legs to make room for his broad shoulders.
“Yes, baby. You did.” He placed a kiss on her bare wet slit. “You are the only woman who matters to me.” Dexter flicked the tip of his tongue against her clit, wrenching a moan from her lips.
“Dexter,” she whimpered, “please.”
The press of his tongue against her nether lips was like lightning passing under her skin. “Oh, fuck,” she yelled into the room. His hands pressed against her thighs, baring her mound to him even more. Dexter lifted his head. “You taste so good.” A wicked smile came over his face before he dipped his head between her legs. Adjusting his form, he settled in, grabbed her thighs within his hands, and licked every inch of her warm, wet pussy.
Stars exploded behind her eyelids. Their combined moans, along with her loud gasps, and his loud slurps, joined in lewd, carnal, and raw sounds in their secluded space. The more he licked, the more her body responded by giving him more of what he was seeking. Her juices flowed from her channel into his waiting mouth. The more he sucked, the harder she pressed her pussy against his open mouth.
Dexter tugged her clit within his teeth. When he clamped down lightly on the sensitive flesh, she careened into an orgasm. Raven’s mouth opened in a silent scream, and her body locked in place. Her hips canted upward, forcing her pulsating pussy against his face. Her toes curled, and her fingers clawed the mattress. Once she was finally able to catch her breath, she could only say one word. “Dexter.”
He broke away from her body before using his hand to wipe her juices from his face. “I’m not done with you just yet. Before we leave this guesthouse, you’re going to know you belong to me. You won’t leave me again. Promise me.”
Barely able to breathe, Raven stared at the man looking down at her with a dark look of passion. She gave him the only response either of them was willing to accept. “I promise.”