Page 68 of Broken Promises

“Why? She’s on birth control now,” he smirked, my eyes narrowing.

“Wrap it up anyway.”

“Sorry, man, but if my little Bluebird’s on my cock, then I’m stuffing her to the brim with my cum until it's dripping out of her,” he answered as he walked back into the living room, a pang of jealousy burning inside me.

Was she letting him do that? I was supposed to be the one teaching her confidence in the bedroom, letting her explore her kinks and other desires.

It sounded like she was more than comfortable letting Ander have his wicked way with her though, and I was more annoyed that I was missing it than I was about him being the one to do it with her.

I joined them in the living room, finding Raven curled up on Zavier’s lap on the couch, and instead of sitting down beside them like I wanted to, I pulled my keys out.

“I’d better get going. Thanks for dinner.”

“I’d say anytime, but then I’d be lying,” Ander chuckled, lifting his fist to bump knuckles with me.

“It was good to see you.”

“Likewise,” he nodded, and I wasn’t sure if I should say anything else to Raven tonight, but she saved me from wondering.

“I’ll text you,” she said with a small smile, hesitating before lifting her knuckles to bump mine. I tapped mine against hers, smiling back.

“Sounds good to me. Later, Lopez,” I said as Zavier lifted his knuckles to mine too, forcing myself to leave before I did something dumb like drag Raven with me.

I tried to focus on the positives, like the fact that she’d spoken to me in the first place and hadn’t sent me packing.

Ander

Raven’s emotions were shot to shit once Logan left. She kept checking her phone as if she was waiting for him to message her, not joining in with mine and Zavier’s conversations. She was withdrawn, and I really hoped that a good night’s sleep would help her after the stressful day she’d had.

Seeing Raven so torn down was hard. She was usually so strong, and as much as part of me was glad she could obviously be vulnerable around me, I also hated that I couldn’t fix it.

When Zavier got up to go to the bathroom, I reached out to snag Raven’s wrist, tugging her towards me across the couch. She came willingly, moving to straddle my lap and bury her face in my neck as she got comfortable.

“If you’re tired, you can go to bed,” I offered, loving it when her lips teased my neck in light kisses.

“Can you come with us tonight?” she asked, surprising me.

“You want me to sleep in the bed with you?”

“Yeah. I don’t feel like doing anything, but?—”

“I’d love to sleep next to you,” I said before she could change her mind, my hand moving up and down her back. “Being in bed with someone doesn’t mean sex, Raven. I’m more than happy to mess around with you and Zav another time, but right now, I’d like to just hold you. Promise.”

She leaned back to hold my gaze, seeming to like whatever it was that she saw there since she kissed me a second later. There was no rush to it, her hand moving to the back of my head to run her fingers through my hair.

My tongue slid across her bottom lip and she opened for me, her hips rolling absently as she deepened the kiss.

I was aware of Zavier returning to his spot on the couch beside us, but he didn’t say anything as Raven continued to kiss me. It took her a second to notice him and she went to pull back, but I grabbed her chin and forced her mouth back to mine, speaking against her lips.

“Let him see how much you want me.”

She shuddered, giving me what I wanted as her tongue darted out to tease mine.

Could I fuck her right now? Of course, I doubted she’d say no, but I wanted her to see how good this could be without bringing sex into it.

Being intimate with someone didn’t always mean getting naked. If she wanted to come, I’d get her off, but there was no way I was fucking her. Tonight was just about light touches.

Possibly a tongue in her cunt.

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