Chapter 202 Made the right choice
Chapter 202
DARIUS
She stayed quiet for a long moment, just looking at me.
Then she nodded slowly and a small laugh escaped her. “I want this. I’m not turning you down.”
I searched her face, needing to be sure. “Are you doing this because you feel sorry for me? Or do you really want it?”
Ravenna met my eyes without looking away. “You know me better than that. I’m doing this because it feels right. I’ve been on edge for days now. This is the only way I’m going to feel fine again.”
The honesty in her voice hit me hard. I nodded, relief mixing with the heat already building in my chest.
I leaned in and kissed her deeply, slow at first, then harder, tasting the worry and the need on her tongue. When I pulled back, I kept my forehead against hers.
“You made the right choice,” I said quietly. “I’m going to make you feel better. I promise.”
She gave me a small smile, then slid down my body until she was on her knees between my legs. Her hands rested on my thighs for a second before she looked up at me.
“I want to make you feel better too,” she said softly.
Before I could say anything, she loosened my trousers and pulled them down.
My cock sprang free, already hard. She leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to the tip. I groaned at the first touch of her lips, the warmth of her breath making my stomach tighten.
She spit into her hand and wrapped it around me, stroking slowly from base to tip.
The wet sound filled the quiet room. Then she leaned in and licked along the sides, slow and careful, like she was learning every inch of me.
I grunted, my hands fisting the sheets. “That’s it… just like that.”
She opened her mouth and took me in, starting slow, her tongue pressing against the underside.
Little by little she took more, her pace increasing. When the head hit the back of her throat she gagged softly, the sound wet and messy. My balls tightened at the feeling.
“Fuck,” I growled low, the word coming out rough. “Your mouth feel so good.”
She had volunteered for this before we even made love properly. My fingers moved to her hair, wrapping around the strands gently at first.
As she licked me, sweet and focused, I tightened my grip without thinking. I could see the fire in her eyes as she concentrated on a spot she liked, completely lost in what she was doing. She didn’t seem to notice how hard I was holding her hair now.
A deep moan left me. My legs trembled from the heat of her mouth. “Raven… you’re doing so well.”
She paused for a second and looked up at me, lips shiny. “Do you enjoy watching?”
Her voice came out huskier than usual. Her face looked determined, lips slightly parted and quivering.
I liked the way she looked right then — focused, a little shy, but wanting this.
“I don’t usually care about watching other girls do this,” I told her honestly. “But with you… I want to see your small mouth taking me. Every second of it.”
She smiled around me and went back to sucking, slow and deep. Then suddenly she pulled off, a thin string of saliva stretching from her lips to my cock. She took a deep breath and looked up at me, waiting for approval.
“Fucking nirvana,” I muttered, the words slipping out before I could stop them.
I gripped her hair tighter. She let out a soft whimper that went straight to my cock.
Then she wrapped her lips around me again. The vibration from her moan made me even harder.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I snapped my hips forward into her mouth.
She gagged hard, the sound wet and choking, but I kept my eyes on her face. She didn’t pull away. Her cheeks were flushed, tears starting to gather at the corners of her eyes.
My gaze dropped lower. Her nipples were hard, pressing against the thin fabric of her shirt.
She crossed her legs tightly, thighs pressing together like she was trying to ease the ache between them.
Looks like she was enjoying this more than she wanted to admit.
I didn’t look away. My hips kept moving, thrusting into her mouth while tears ran down her face.
The sight did something to me. I wondered what was going through her head right now.
Did she like having me in her mouth like this? Was she wet? How long had she thought about doing this? Did she enjoy the way I was using her throat?
A deep hum escaped me, my lips pressed into a thin line. “Fuck,” I grunted as I watched her press her thighs even tighter together.
Her face looked almost pained with need, lips parted around my cock.
She noticed me staring and smiled around my length. Then she pulled back just enough to use her hand, stroking me firmly while I kept thrusting.
The wet sound of my balls slapping against her chin filled the room.
But in my head the lines started to blur. I wasn’t just seeing her anymore. I was imagining her exactly like this on her knees, that same mouth that always spoke so boldly now wrapped tight around me, sucking me off like she couldn’t get enough.
“Holy shit,” I groaned, the image hitting me hard.
My fingers tangled tighter in her hair, gripping harder. I thrust forward again, not caring that she choked around me. The pressure built fast — hot and unstoppable.
Then it broke.
My seed burst out, spilling across her face and into her mouth. She stayed there, sucking me clean, taking every drop. When she finally pulled back, a small, satisfied smile sat on her lips.
“That was delicious,” she said, voice a little hoarse. “And much better than the first time. Seems someone is learning how to please her man.”
She giggled softly and looked up at me. “Did I do well?”
I nodded, still catching my breath. “You did more than well. I’ve got a lovely gift for you later.”
I grabbed her waist and pulled her up onto the bed. She gasped in surprise. I smirked down at her.
“My turn now, little bird.”