She was woken by the knock at the door. Whomever it was wasn’t one of the girls, because they would’ve walked in right after knocking, unless the door was locked.
Shit. I didn’t lock the door.
“Go away!” she yelled. “Nobody’s here.”
The person on the other side knocked again.
“Ava’s not here!” she called out, getting off her bed.
The handle turned, and the door opened, Raven stopped breathing when she saw who had been on the other side.
Beck.
“I need to talk to you,” he said sternly as he walked in, closing the door behind him.
He looked flushed, his hair damp, and his clothing changed. Even in sweats and a plain tee he looked drop dead gorgeous.
Beck twisted the lock, giving them privacy. Raven’s stomach twisted, making her nervous.
The way he looked over her had her rooted to the spot, but she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her reaction. He’d been the one to ignore her in class. He’d been the one to stare and then look away in the hall.
“Raven…”
“Why?” She cut in. “You’ve had me now, Beck. Challenge completed,” she said, her voice wavering. She was angry with him thinking that he could just show up and talk to her, after ignoring her.
“What? You think that’s all I…” He paused and pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes. “Raven, do you know why I screwed around in the past?” he asked, catching her off guard.
The past? So not now?
Raven opened her mouth to speak, but he held his hand up to stop her. She didn’t want to know, but she had a feeling that was a rhetorical question.
Beck took a breath before he spoke again.
“I tried to get over my obsession with you. I went with those girls to prove to myself I wasn’t affected by you…but I was.”
Say what now?
Raven thought she hadn’t heard him correctly. He was obsessed…with her?
“Then,” he continued. “I’d see you look at me in disgust. I didn’t like it, Raven; at all,” he shook his head.
“Not one bit. I didn’t like that
you
thought bad of me.”
“Then why continue doing that if you didn’t want me to?” she asked. It didn’t make any sense.
“What was I supposed to do, Raven? Spend my college days jerking off alone? I don’t think so,” he snorted.
Visions of Beck pleasuring himself entered her mind. She blushed. Beck didn’t miss it.
“Like I said, they used me. I used
them
as a means to an end. You knew my rules; I told you a while back. Do you remember?” Raven nodded. “Then did you not stop to ask yourself why I bugged
you
so much when I never said shit to anybody else? Could you not see in my actions what I was doing?”
“By getting in my space, or bringing up sex at every given opportunity?” she asked, wide eyed. “Yes, Beck. I can really see how that would make me think about what you were doing,” she said sarcastically.
The girls’ comments came to her mind, but Beck still wasn’t making sense. It was as though he’d gotten to the dorm with wanting to say something, but was having difficulty saying whatever it was he wanted to say.
“Every time I spoke to you like that, or got up close to you, I saw how you reacted. You might have thought one thing, Raven, but your body said another.” He moved closer to her and her knees weakened. He smelled clean and freshly showered like she had, but
his
scent drove her crazy.
He wasn’t done talking. “Think about the times in between. You can’t stand there and tell me you couldn’t see it,” he said, his voice gentle, his gaze softer.
Raven thought back to all the times he’d approached her. It would start off sexual, turn into something serious, then he’d leave. She saw glimpses into the real Beck Traynor, but then he left her more confused than ever before when he left her standing there in a mess.
“See what, Beck? I don’t know what I was supposed to see!”
Beck closed the gap between them, lifted his hand and cupped her face.
“That all I wanted…was you,” he whispered.
Raven froze. Her eyes widened, and her mouth hung open hearing that Beck wanted her.
She felt his fingertips stroke down her forearm to her hand, brushing her fingers with his. He took a step closer until their bodies were almost touching. He dipped his head towards her ear, his hot breath causing the tiny hairs to stand on end.
“The other night was the best thing to happen in my entire life. I’m sorry I couldn’t make you see that.”
‘
The best thing to happen
’. He’d said that before, more than a few times. That’s what he’d meant.
Raven gasped, the air catching at the back of her throat. Her heart felt as though it had stopped in her chest.
Beck carried on, his thumb stroking her cheek. “All this time you saw right through all my bullshit, Raven, and you saw
me
instead of a ‘piece of ass’.” He made a face that said he hated that. “You’re a good person.”
“You’re a smart man, Beck,” she squeaked out, the air fighting to escape. “It killed me to see people treating you like you didn’t matter, and like you were just some plaything for them to use and talk about over lunch.”
Raven knew Beck had always put up a front to guard himself. His looks got him attention, but he’d never used them to get what he wanted. As she thought about it, Beck had never done anything selfish that way. He’d never used anybody that hadn’t intended to use him first, and there she’d been…
naked
with him in his bed; because she wanted to as well as him. All of the years she’d known him and he was saying all he’d wanted was to be with her.
Beck closed his eyes for a second, and he frowned slightly. He opened his eyes, and the silver gray focused on her green ones.
He brought his other hand up to cup her other cheek, inching closer to her face, their lips almost touching.
“Raven…kiss me.”
“What?” she barely uttered.
“Kiss me.”
Raven parted her lips and closed the sliver of space between them, pressing her mouth to his.
Beck’s hands slid through her hair, cupping her head.
He parted his lips, and returned her kiss with fervor, his tongue entering her mouth and tasting inside.
Raven lifted her hands and ran them up over his rippling torso, over his shoulders, and up to his head. She threaded her fingers into his hair, gripping him tight as she fought to taste him too.
Beck’s lips were soft as he kissed her. Gently manipulating her mouth to take what he needed from her, and she from him.
She moaned as he pressed their bodies together, one hand dropping to her lower back to pull her tight into him.
Their lips feasted on each other, sucking and nipping, and their tongues twirled, dancing to their own tune.
Raven’s core ached with need, and her heart pumped vigorously in her chest. Her skin felt as though it was covered in tiny needles as the sensation of his touch washed over her.
Beck’s hand lowered, finding the hem to her vest, and tucked his hand underneath. His fingers splayed across her bare skin, and Raven shivered, but not from cold.
He continued to kiss her passionately, holding her tight to his body. A growl rumbled in his chest, and he broke the kiss.
Raven panted for air, but she wasn’t about to get a break. Beck moved to her neck, kissing below her ear. She gasped as the tingles ran down her spine and to her knees, making her unsteady. Her eyes fluttered as Beck made his way down to her collar bone. She never let go of his hair. Instead, she gripped and released. Repeating the action, letting her fingertips massage his scalp.
Beck’s hand in her hair released, and smoothed down the back of her head, her neck, and round to her front, finding her breast. He cupped her, gently squeezing and releasing, finding her nipple under the fabric and softly pinching.
“
Oh God!”
she squeaked out. Her head fell back as Beck’s head moved to her chest, his tongue darting out trailing a path to the channel between her breasts.
He straightened up, and looked into her eyes. He smiled his dazzling smile, and Raven returned it. Beck joined their mouths together again, and sucked on her lower lip, pulling it into his mouth.
His hands left her, and Raven felt them at the front of her vest. He was pulling it up, so she let go of his hair and raised her arms above her head. He removed it and threw it across the room. No sooner had it landed, Beck’s mouth was on hers again.
The sounds filling the air were their heavy breathing, and moans of arousal.
Raven’s legs were close to giving out. Her whole body quivered as Beck stroked his hands over her body from her neck to her stomach then back up, palming her still covered breasts.
Raven wanted to feel him too. She smoothed her hands under his tee, her fingertips feeling every ridge between his abdominal muscles, before she gripped the fabric and lifted.
Beck couldn’t get his shirt off fast enough. Raven had only moved it a few inches when he took over, snatching the material over his head. In no time, his hands resumed caressing her. Raven held around his wide upper back, one hand at the back of his head into his hair. She couldn’t stop touching the soft strands.
Raven felt his fingers at the clasp of her bra. He unhooked it deftly, then she lowered her hands as he pulled the straps down her arms, discarding the pink lace. She reached for him immediately, her bare breasts pressing against the scorching surface of his naked torso.
The memories of their first night came to the forefront of her mind in that it was similar to how he was careful with her. Going slowly as he undressed her, taking his time to touch her skin.
The huge difference; they kissed, and were still kissing. He was devouring her mouth as though he couldn’t get enough, which delighted her. She couldn’t get enough of him either and the erotic way in which he fed on her lips.
One of Beck’s arms wrapped around her body, and he walked her backwards until the back of her legs hit her bed. Beck raised a leg and kneeled on the mattress, guiding Raven back and turned so she was lying on her pillow. Their lips not parting the whole time they moved.
Raven was hot all over. Her pulse pounded so hard she could hear it. The painful throbbing between her thighs cried out for attention, and her nipples were hard and prominent, just waiting for Beck’s mouth.
He seemed to sense that too, because no sooner had the thought entered Raven’s mind, Beck left her mouth, and pressed kisses down her body until he reached the hardened peaks.
He cupped her breast and closed his mouth over the tip. Raven took a sharp breath, her back arching as he swirled his tongue and gently sucked.
Beck stroked down her body as he paid the same attention to her other mound. Raven felt his fingers at her waist band, pulling on the tie.
He moved slowly down her body, a line of fire following behind him as his lips grazed over her skin. His tongue flicked over her naval causing her skin to shudder.
Raven released a shaky breath. She was trying to stay in control of her body as Beck touched her, but she couldn’t lie still. She squirmed as more moisture pooled between her legs, shivers wracked her body and goosebumps decorated her flesh.
She wanted to reach out and touch Beck, but he was in the middle of removing her shorts. Her panties were coming off at the same time, exposing her center to him. He pushed the garments down painfully slow, kissing down her thighs as he went.
The clothing flew across the room, and Beck’s hands glided up her bare legs, pushing her knees apart. His body followed, and he rested down between her thighs.
“You look amazing,” Beck whispered against her lips before crashing his mouth down to hers.
Raven whimpered as his tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring. Her hands gripped his body, her fingertips pressing into his back.
She worked them down to his ass and pulled him closer to her.
Beck moaned into her mouth turning her on even more. Especially because it was she who had done that to him. She moved her hands around to his front, and felt her way up the contours of his abs, then down; trailing her fingers over his V-line.
She found the edge where it stopped, and hooked her thumbs behind the elastic to search for the place it pointed to.
“Wait,” Beck said, stopping her as she pushed his pants downwards. “I need…” he dug into his pocket. “…this,” he finished.
He held up a foil packet.
Raven smiled and took it from him, continuing to push on his band until she could reach no further.
Beck helped the rest of the way, shucking them off with his underwear.
He stilled above her, his hot hardness resting between her thighs, touching her center. Raven bucked her hips automatically, needing to be closer to the thing that gave her so much pleasure the last time.
Beck gazed into her eyes, resting himself on his elbows, his hard body pressed onto hers connecting all the way down.
Raven squeezed her thighs into his sides. The pulsating there was overwhelming and she arched her back when trickles of lava spread out. She felt as though she was going to reach the peak without him even entering her.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.
Raven’s heart melted more than ever before at his words.
She had no time to reply. Beck kissed her so softly he took her breath away.
His fingers stroked downwards, reaching the apex, and he slid them up and down her wet folds.
“God, Baby,” he groaned against her mouth. “You’re so ready for me.”
Raven couldn’t speak. The slightest touch of his fingers there had her gasping for breath. “Oh!” she cried out when his finger slipped inside her, massaging her.
“Beck!” she breathed, his lips still against hers. “Oh God!”
Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he stroked his finger in and out.
“Put it on me, baby; quick. I need to be inside you.”
Raven nodded frantically and tore at the packet with her teeth. Beck smiled at her enthusiasm.
She reached between them and sheathed his long hard cock with quivering hands.