We were silent aside from our heavy breathing, wrapped around each other as tightly as possible. I pressed a kiss to her forehead, sliding my fingers under her chin and tilting up her face.
“Okay, Raven?”
“You really have to ask?”
I chuckled. “I was pretty rough near the end.”
She frowned. “No, you were exactly what I needed. You made me feel wanted.”
“You were. You are.”
She snuggled closer. “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever experienced, Damien.”
“I think so too.”
“So, it was okay for you?” she asked, her voice suddenly shy.
“We were amazing. You were perfect. You are perfect.”
“I’m hardly perfect,” she scoffed.
“Well, for me, then. You’re perfect for me.”
She traced a lazy circle on my chest. “I like that.”
“Good.” I pressed a kiss to her messy hair and rested my head on the pillow, surprised to find how much I enjoyed holding her. I was never one for cuddling after sex, yet with Raven, it was different. I had a feeling everything about her was going to be different.
Her voice broke in to my inner musings.
“Should I apologize for the mice?”
I shook with silent laughter. “No, you’re good. I didn’t even see you put the package in the cart.”
“I hid it under some lettuce.”
“And I assume that is why you encouraged me to go get the sour cream?”
“Yep. I had her scan the mice, and I shoved them in my purse.”
“You thought of everything. I’ll have to keep a better eye on you, troublemaker.”
She chuckled, pressing a kiss to my chest. I liked how her mouth lingered.
We were quiet for a moment. “Leo mentioned you hate snakes too.”
I burst out laughing. I had a feeling this girl was going to keep me on my toes.
I rolled her over, staring down at her. Her eyes were soft, her mouth swollen, hair messy, and her cheeks flushed. She looked freshly fucked and completely satisfied.
“Will you punish me like this again?” she asked, looking impish.
I lowered my head and kissed her.
“Bring it on, Raven. You’ll see what happens.”
She grinned. “I look forward to it.”
“Me too.”