Page 49 of Keg's Revelation

I looked around the kitchen. “Babe, you sure can clear a room.”

My dad laughed and stood. “I wonder what the shelter’s going to think of their boost in adoptions?”

“I wouldn’t have said... Oh, never mind. I’m just sorry I ran everyone off.”

“Club is called Haven,” I said, leaned over and kissed her head, then rose to discard our plates.

“Yes, it is.” My dad tossed his plate in the can.

“You were about the only one at the table that isn’t running to the shelter.” I chuckled.

“What makes you think I’m not? Gets lonely in that house sometimes,” he said and walked out.

“Come on, babe. Let’s go into the party and help Taylor celebrate.”

“That’s if everyone doesn’t run out of the room when I enter,” she said as we made our way to the main room.

“It’s a good possibility.” She poked me in the stomach, and I grabbed her hand and lifted it up and kissed it. “Just so you know—you’re coming home with me tonight.”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Ipushed her body againstthe door.

She yanked my shirt out from the waist of my pants.

I shoved my hands in her hair and jerked her head back.

She slid her hands under my shirt and up my chest, using her nails to leave a trail of fire.

I bit her lips.

She bit mine back.

I forced my tongue between her lips.

She sucked it in.

Every move calculated.

Every touch like a splash of gasoline on an already burning fire.

I broke the kiss and rested my forehead against hers.

“You know we’ve been leading up to this for a week. For every kiss and touch I gave you, it cost me when I left alone. So fair warning, I’m not sure I can go slow or even be gentle with you this first round. But for you, I’ll try.” I leaned down and met her lips again. I ran the tip of my tongue lazily over the seam. Raven’s taste was intoxicating as it exploded on my tongue. I sucked her bottom lip between my teeth and bit down. When she gasped, I pushed my tongue in, and her taste mixed with mine as I explored every crevice. I kissed her long and hard, and when I broke the kiss, I buried my face between her neck and shoulder and fought for my breath.

Raven’s breaths came just as hard. Her breasts rising with each one she took, and it brought her breasts close enough to graze my chest.

“Please, Reed, take me.”

Her words. Her scent. Her taste. All three overloaded my senses. The effect had me trailing kisses and nips down her neck, across her collarbone and down until I reached her covered breasts. I wanted no barriers between us. I needed to feel her skin against mine.

Grabbing her by the waist, I lifted, and she wrapped her legs around me. In my bedroom, I let her body slide easily from mine until her feet were planted on the floor. I could feel my control slipping and, reaching for the bottom of her sweater, I lifted it up and over her head. Once I removed her bra, I leaned down and ran my tongue around her taut nipple, biting down gently, using the tip of my tongue to soothe any sting away. Showing her other breast the same attention.

Raven moaned her displeasure as I pulled away, leaving her wet, taut nipple in the open air of the room. I quickly discarded my clothes, then standing naked, I watched her eyes roam over my body. Feeling the trail of fire burning down my spine, taking my breath.

I dropped to my knees, lifted her leg and pulled the boot from her foot, then moved to the other foot and did the same. At her waist, I unsnapped her jeans, slowly sliding the zipper. The anticipation of having Raven naked standing before me was almost too much.

Sliding the jeans over her hips and down her legs, I left them to pool on the floor. A tiny triangle of lace blocked what was mine. Reaching for it, I held the edge, and with one quick snap of the wrist, the lacy floated to the ground.

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