Damaged and the Outlaw (Damaged #4)

Frowning, I realized I had. Shrugging, I propped myself over her and rubbed my offended cock against her wet pussy. Raven sighed and lifted her hips until I was inside her.

Raven caressed my lips as I moved in and out of her. Her gaze was so warm and happy as if she were revealing everything to me. All of her hopes and dreams were on display and the sight of it was too much to bear. I averted my gaze and tried to think of something else. Of someone else. Raven was just some chick. My fuck buddy. Friends with benefits. No strings. Nothing more than sex.

Then, she giggled and I looked back at her. Raven had pulled her legs up and rested her feet against my shoulders.

“What are you doing?”

“Enjoying you,” she said before adding with an edge to her voice, “Is that a problem?”

“A better angle. What do I care?”

Raven heard my tone and reacted like I expected. “Jackass.”

Grinning, I liked her irritation. Those walls kept me from getting too close or her expecting too much.

“I’m using you,” she said after a minute of me thrusting inside her. “You’re like a gigolo I enjoy for free.”

“Sure, chesty.”

Raven looked at her tits bouncing to my rhythm then smiled. “Oh, yeah, I forgot they were there.”

Closing her eyes, Raven pinched her nipples and seemed to forget I was there. I thrust harder into her, but her eyes remained closed. I did notice one hand slip between her legs to coax an orgasm.

Angry to be ignored, I thought to slap her hand away. I thought to flip her over or shake her or hang her off the bed and fuck her upside down. That would wake her up and make her pay attention. Imagining doing just that, I started laughing.

“I am a jackass,” I said, still laughing. “An idiot too.”

“Shhh…” she whispered, eyes closed and pussy clenching. “Berate yourself later. You’re distracting me.”

Smiling, I whispered her name and she finally opened her eyes. We said nothing, but her gaze held mine as she came. It wasn’t a powerful orgasm. No great cries of passion, but it turned her to jelly under me.

Her legs slide back down and her body was soft under me.

“Tired, dumpling?” I asked when she watched me.

Raven nodded. “You wear a girl out in the best way, Vaughn.”

“Hold on, sugar,” I said, needing to let go and knowing it would be rough.

Raven just rolled her eyes, but she did grip my forearms when my thrusts became harder and faster. Our gazes met again and I sensed she was mocking me. Something in those blue eyes was amused, but she moaned when I thrust just right. As I got closer, I hit her just right again and again until she lost her amused expression and cried out my name. The sound of it was all I needed to come hard.

“Vaughn,” she whispered as I rested on her and caught my breath. “My beautiful, stupid as shit, Vaughn.”

“That sweet talk will get you in trouble.”

“I can’t believe you’re real,” she said, kissing my shoulder. “You’re like a dream.”

Swallowing hard, I looked at her and she met my gaze then winked.

“Don’t give me that worried frown, bitch,” she giggled. “I told you I’d never fucked anyone as hot as you. It’s like having a Playgirl model with his cock inside me.”

“You read a lot of Playgirl?” I asked, trying to pull out, but Raven wrapped her legs around my hips and dug her heels into my thighs.

“Not yet. Let me just enjoy the feel of you a little bit more.”

“I’m feeling a little objectified,” I said when she closed her eyes and squeezed at what was left of my erection.

“Shake it off,” she whispered. “A man of your good looks should be used to this by now.”

When Raven opened her eyes and smiled at me, I kissed her forehead then slipped out of her.

“Actually, women have always dated me for my intellect and personality. The looks thing wasn’t even on their radar.”

Rolling over to face me, Raven snorted. “Intellect.”

“Did you just call me stupid?”

“I barely finished high school, so I wouldn’t worry about my opinion.”

“I’ll take that as a yes then,” I said, staring at the ceiling. When her injured hand rested on my chest, I examined the healing bite mark. “No signs of rabies yet?”

“Nope. Don’t think I’ll go zombie either.”

“I had a guy back in Tucson bite me in a bar fight. He was stoned or high or whatever. Just a freak singing on the top of his lungs and I told him to shut up. Suddenly, he was on me like a feral animal.”

“Did he eat you?” Raven asked when I remained silent for too long. “Are you dead now? Have I been fucking a ghost?”

We both laughed, but my humor ended as she sat up. I thought she might leave. Instead, she looked at my cock then my face.

“I really like you,” she said.

“Are you talking to me or my cock?”

“You. I’ve had better cock.”

“That’s it. I’m fucking you stupid now.”

“I already mentioned how I barely finished high school. You fuck me any dumber and I’ll just be a drooling mass.”