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RAVEN
He pushes his darkness back.
He is jealous as fuck.
Jealous???
How can he be jealous? He’s designed a whole damn game to have orgies with me. And his friends.
And now he can’t stand the idea that I was away from him and he couldn’t see what went on in my life for a few hours.
Jealous as they come. And that turns me on so badly.
I’ve never experienced that. Frankly, I’ve never been in this type of situation before.
I like him like that.
The way he grinds his teeth and looks at me like he would love to tear my dress open, grab me between my legs, and fuck me on the table.
I like his thoughts. His dirty thoughts. They always make it to his eyes, and his eyes are like me. Unable to keep a secret.
He did it last night at the dinner table. The same lustful, wolfish, greedy, promising, dangerous look on his face.
He pushes it back right now with swift craftiness, but it’s not working all the time, or maybe he lets me see it because he knows how hot I get for him.
It’s probably that.
Or he wouldn’t close the distance between us.
Still not pulling his hands out of his pockets.
And it’s maybe because his chest looks so delicious against his slim-fit shirt, and his pants do him justice, highlighting his package, but I can’t take my eyes away from him.
We’ve never been in a standoff like this. We’ve had unique moments together. A lot of moments dripping with a variety of feelings.
Some nostalgic and sentimental. Some friendly and thoroughly honest.
Some lustful, playful, and adventurous.
We had fun. We had sex. Good sex, unhindered by thoughts and feelings. Just satisfying sex.
Although the thoughts and feelings were always there, we pretended they weren’t part of the story.
We pulled away and returned to each other. He told me stories. And I told him stories. And things worked out between us.
We floated in a special realm that was only ours.
He could go away, and I could go away. Although that was mostly a lie.
I didn’t like that we couldn’t keep in touch, and he didn’t like that I spent Thanksgiving at Giana’s place.
Last night wasn’t the first time I pulled away from him. I’d done it before.
And now I realize this is our dynamic. It’s okay if he gives me space. I hate it, but he uses his prerogative not to keep in touch with me every day.
I’m sure he’ll do it again.
