Page 94 of Ravaged From Fate

“Yeah, they really have,” I say. My boyfriend strolls up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. He holds me tight as Cyrus and I say our farewells.

“Let’s go to our room,” Caspian whispers into my ear.

“Yes, let’s.”

* * *

Caspian doesn’t spare any expense when it comes to where we’re staying. The hotel we go to is impressive, to say the least. I’m wowed by the expansive suite Caspian hires.

“You like it?” he asks me when we step into the room.

“It’s amazing,” I say, admiring the space and the giant bed. “But, of course, nothing compares to home. Los Angeles is a big city for a small town gal like me.”

Caspian reaches for me and pulls me in close for a long kiss. “Well, how about I make it feel like home for you, then?”

I look up at him with a devilish expression. “And how do you plan on doing that, exactly?” I ask, knowing full well what the answer will be.

“Like this.”

He scoops me up in his massive arms and throws me down on the bed. I giggle as he does so, awed by his strength.

Like a frenzied animal, Caspian dives straight for me.

“I want you naked,” he snarls.

“And I want you naked,” I reply.

We assist each other to strip. His hands fly across me. I pull up his shirt to reveal those rippling muscles of his.

Naked, just as Caspian wants me, he pushes me back down on the hotel bed with just one hand. I fall back willingly, staring up at the man.

“Touch me,” I whine, biting my lip.

And Caspian does.

He brings his hand between my legs, right where I’m practically burning. His fingers slowly slide over my lips, forcing me to arch my back and let out a soft moan. He’s collecting my dampness with his index finger.

I cry out his name.

And that encourages him to part my opening with two fingers. Making contact with my clit.

“Oh, wow…”

I’m drifting off to bliss as he tenderly teases an orgasm from me. My skin vibrates with desire. My mouth hangs open and wet.

And Caspian groans as he brings me to climax.

I pull myself up from the bed and wrap my arms around the hunk of a man. My lips make contact with his ear.

“I want your hardness,” I whisper. “Please.”

One of my hands reaches down to grasp his erection.

He is so damn hard…

Caspian pushes me back down on the bed with his hand, just like before, and then quickly wraps a condom around his shaft.

“You want me?” he asks in his dark, rough voice.