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Recap;
"Ravenlyn." Caiden softly groans, bringing me back to the present.
Caiden's hands were on my waist, gripping me tightly, my hands in his hair. My hips rolled instinctively into his by the sheer desire along with the Mudslide shooting through my veins making me do careless things.
The name that Caiden gave me that night, brought on shivers that rack my body and I lose control.
How am I going to recover from this night?
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Chapter Eight
"Say it again." I plead, my lips parted and we breathe heavily, our breaths mingling together and hang suspended in the air.
"Ravenlyn, just kiss me." Caiden whispers, almost whiplashing me back to that night.
How I have wanted him to say the name he called me all months ago again. The yearn to feel his hands, hear his voice, look into his bright blue eyes and hear the erratic beat of his heart.
It thumped just as wildly as mine does now, my hands coming up to rest flat against his chest.
"Why did you never come back?" I ask, I hide nothing in my eyes, letting the desire and longing for him show.
I couldn't hold anything back at the moment, everything was out in the open.
Caiden leans away to shakily run his fingers through his blonde ruffles.
"I'm sorry, I got a call from my mom. My little sister had run away from home after a fight with my parents, I wish I had time to explain, but it was either explain and miss the chance to find her or take off and go look." Caiden says slowly after a moment's pause.
Caiden and I met at a bar about four or five months ago, flirted for hours, playing pool, darts and just chatting. We had an instant connection that sizzled and sparkled as the night went on and once we got to the hotel room.
We had sex, over and over and over. It was over a duration of six or so hours, our time flying into the early hours of the morning, he had gone outside for his cell phone he forgot and never returned. He was supposed to, but when he never came back through the door, I thought that was it.
He had left because he was uninterested and needed a quick escape route. I had wanted more than just one night with him, I wanted to actually go on a date, but my heart seized in my chest and I was somehow really disappointed and almost heartbroken.
I thought within those few hours we spent together, that we had a connection, and I had discovered the man I had been sleeping with, just upped and fled.
But, now I know he didn't flee, he had apparently gotten a call from his mother about his runaway teen sister and decided to go look for her first than risk not being able to look for her right off.
Instead of choosing words, I let out a small noise of exasperation as the moment takes over me, my arms wound around Caidens neck and in return his hands come around to clamp tightly over my hips, pulling me forward.
Our lips meet in a slow but powerful kiss, our lips move at a slow pace that picks up momentum, but not going too fast just enjoying the feel of our being close to one another.
If we had somehow gotten in contact after that, we could have been dating.
I could have been Marley.
I press my body closer to Caiden, needing to be even closer than we were before, and somehow Caiden ends up leaning against the wall with me pressed up against him, my hands tightly wound between his hair and his fingers digging into my hips.
Eventually, he moves his hands, choosing to bring them up, his fingertips tracing hot circles over my skin as he moves one hand up to clamp the whole side of my face with his hand and the other to press on the middle of my back.
Our bodies touch in a featherlike sensual spark, but then as we increase our tempo in the kiss, our bodies end up grinding up against one another, Caiden guides my lower half with his hand attached to my hip, rolling our bodies back and forth.
With his hand on the side of my face, he controls my upper half as his hand tightly grasp my head, tilting it this way and that as Caiden takes immediate control of the situation, by turning us around swiftly. Quick actions that had us maneuvering our positions had my back slamming up against the wall.
Caidens hand falls from the side of my neck and grabs my wrists in his hands, pulling them out to the side and over my head as we kiss.
"No, no. Caiden, we can't get too carried away." I struggle to free my wrists in his grasp, pulling them, but his fingers were like iron steel grips.
As much as I try to convince Caiden that we couldn't get too carried away, I was also trying to convince myself. I was slightly panting through my words as the thin fabric of my outfit and the tempo as well as grinding phase was increasing, and so was our bodies meeting.
As Caiden guided my hips to roll, along with my own rolling hips, Caiden adds his own grind and soon, I was feeling y first wave of pleasure get brought on by grinding up against Caiden. We never faltered in our kissing and instead, we got more desperate.
Caiden's fingers were tightening over my skin more, and his lips parted and he pants as we move back and forth signaling I wasn't the only one feeling pleasure.
I stumble slightly and my heart freezes in my chest, I thought I would fall over and in the midst of picking myself up, I picture tumbling over and giggling, almost doing just that.
But Caidens hand comes around my waist, both hands finally letting my wrists go and pulling me close, pressing his full center into me, making me gasp.
"C-Caiden." I stutter out lightly, my legs starting to wobble and my grinds getting more desperate, I reach up and fling my arms around his neck, and jump into his arm. Caiden however not expecting me to jump in his arms, still catches me with his own arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
But I scoot myself so I was lower, loosed my legs and hung lower down his body to roll my hips against him, half riding him and half being suspended in the air by his hips, and his hands. Caiden falls and we both fall onto the toilet, we break apart briefly to giggle at our antics and then proceed to kiss a few more times slowing down a little as we go.
I think the fall kind of shocked us both into reality and realized if we were to do anything, it could not be here.
We break apart but don't pull away, Caidens hands are tightly wrapped around my face and hair and my hands were wound tightly around his neck, our bodies heaving and shaking, sweat clung to both of our skins where we touched.
My chest was heaving so badly, I almost had a panic attack, but took a halted deep breath and it kick-started my heart, dropping a few beats lower. Caiden sucked in a breath, once again putting pressure with his fingers over my face.
It felt so good, being there with him, tightly wrapped in his arms, feeling every inch of his body pressed up against me. I was thrown into complete and pure bliss, the alcohol I had consumed was making it hard to knock the glaze that had settled over my head and my vision.
"Now believe me when I say, I really wanted to see you again Ravenlyn." Caiden whispers before placing a chaste kiss on my lips.
I slowly and with shaky legs get up off Caidens lap and go stand up fully by the mirror, trying so desperately to calm down my racing heart.
"I need to sleep, I don't feel too good." I say abruptly ending any more conversation after that.
I didn't feel good at all and I feared I was gong t pass out while standing, my vision threatened to close on me and my legs wanted so badly to give out, I wanted to collapse on the floor and just sleep.
"Can you go get Samson please, I need to try to make it up the stairs." I say and almost drop but thankfully Caiden had sprung up and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"We need to get you to bed, now. On our way up, I'll get Samson, it's on the way." Caiden says already opening the door and the party chatter once again filters loudly into my eardrums.
Caiden had explained that he was passing by because he had to use the bathroom so bad, climbing stairs would be a horrible mistake and he went into the bathroom to see me hunched over the toilet almost passed out.
Which wasn't all untrue, I was hunched over the toilet sort of, I was almost passed out, almost completely.
He then proceeded to call out Samson's name saying 'bed' although I had never seen Samson do this or respond to my bed command as many times I have tried, he did respond to Caidens one word command.
I felt Samson go on the side that Caiden wasn't and try to support my weight by staying against me, all the while going up the stairs and around corners.
Caiden placed me on the bed once we got up to the attic and I felt Samson snuggle up against me, whining for a second before softly settling beside me and lulling me into a deep sleep.