Raymond's POV
I had to stop myself in the car before I took off her clothes right there.
I don't know what has come over me since I met Lena. I want her so badly that sometimes I feel like I might go crazy.
We got home and started walking inside the house. I realized Lena had been quiet since the kiss in the car. I didn't know what was going on in her head.
"What is going on in that head of yours?" I asked quietly as we made our way from the car parking lot to the house.
"Promise me you won't laugh."
Intrigued by what she had to say, I told her I wouldn't.
"I have never really had sex before, except the night I spent with you. I don't remember anything from that night, and I don't know how it was done."
"Are you scared of disappointing me, kitten?" I asked, smiling.
She nodded, her head down.
I raised her head and looked into those doe eyes that always get me hot and ready. I swallowed.
I love you the way you are. I know the last time we were together was your first time. And I wanted to be responsible for you in whatever little way I can. That's why I came for you. Let me teach you things no man is allowed to teach you. Will you allow me to teach you, kitten?
"Yes."
That was all she had to say before my lips came crashing down on her mouth. I kissed her hungrily, with so much intensity.
She gasped at the force of the kiss, and that was all it took for me to slide my tongue into her mouth, kissing and exploring every inch of it.
I never believed anyone could be this sweet. Her mouth tasted like honey, and I couldn't stop licking, kissing, and biting her lips.
Her hands clutched the fabric of my shirt at my shoulders, needing something to hold on to. Her back arched, her body seeking more.
I lifted her up. Her legs instinctively wrapped around my waist. I took her upstairs and kicked the door open with my leg. I sat her down on the bed and pulled off my shirt without breaking eye contact.
I kissed her mouth, her jaw, then her neck, each kiss growing deeper and hungrier. I gently lifted her from the bed.
My hands slid from her face down to her chest. I cupped one of her breasts and began caressing it.
A helpless sound escaped her—too soft, too revealing. Shocked by the sound she made, she tried to cover her mouth.
I caught her hands and lifted them above her head.
"I want to hear you scream for me, baby. Don't be shy."
She nodded obediently.
I tugged lightly at the fabric of her gown, untying each rope slowly, my hands brushing every inch of her bare skin as I did. When the gown dropped to her knees and I realized she wasn't wearing a bra, I lowered my head to one of her breasts and began sucking it while my other hand caressed the other.
It fueled the passion inside me. I wanted to hear her scream only my name as I took her to heaven.
I moved to her other breast, sucking it too, her soft moans filling the room.
My mouth trailed down her abdomen, kissing and licking as I went. I removed her pants and tossed them aside.
I let my eyes savor her nakedness. She was nothing but a goddess meant to be worshiped.
I brought one hand to the lips of her pussy. She was already wet and dripping.
I slid one finger inside her and pulled it out, her juices coating my hand. I licked it all, then touched her clit. She moaned softly.
I loved the look of desire on her face. I slid my fingers inside her again, moving them slowly. She arched her back, moaning my name.
I stopped and looked at her face. Her eyes were half-closed.
"Raymond, please," she whispered.
"What are you pleading for?" I asked, teasing her because I knew exactly what she needed. I just wanted to hear her say it. "What do you need?"
"I… I need you," she whispered.
That was all it took.
I lowered my mouth to her pussy and started sucking her. Before long, her breathing became shaky, her moans louder, filling the house. Her body lifted, her legs jerking as she came.
I stood up and pulled down my pants, my fully erected cock standing proudly. Her eyes widened in surprise.
I positioned myself between her legs and kissed her again. Then I guided my hard cock to her opening and slowly pushed inside, feeling how tight she still was.
I started slowly, then picked up my rhythm, thrusting harder and faster.
Her moans were sensual, her eyes glassy. It sparked something deep inside me. My breathing grew shallow and shaky until I finally released, spilling myself inside her.
I collapsed on top of her for a few minutes before rolling onto my side beside her. Sex with Lena was like a drug—it took time to leave your system.
"Did you enjoy it?" I asked.
"Yes, I did," she replied quietly.
I turned and cupped her face, looking into her eyes. The fire ignited in me once more, and in that moment, I knew I wasn't done with her.
It was going to be a long night.