Page 30 of Ravage
Heat floods my face, but I don't deny it.
"Take off the robe."
I slip it off my shoulders, letting it pool around my knees.
The morning sunlight highlights every mark he left on me—bite marks, bruises, the clear outline of his hand on my ass.
"Beautiful," he murmurs, but it sounds like a threat. "Stand up. Hands on the desk."
I position myself as instructed, bent over his desk, completely exposed.
I hear him moving behind me, but can't see what he's doing.
The anticipation makes every nerve ending spark.
"Your phone has been ringing," he says conversationally. "Thirty-seven missed calls. Sixty-two text messages. Your friend Emilia is quite concerned."
Fuck.Emilia. I forgot about?—
His hand comes down on my ass without warning, directly over last night's bruises.
I cry out, more from surprise than pain.
"You'll need to respond to her. Can't have her calling the police." Another strike, harder this time. "But you'll do it while I'm playing with you. Let's see if you can maintain a normal conversation while I make you fall apart."
He retrieves my phone from his desk drawer, already has it unlocked—of course he does—and hands it to me. "Call her. Tell her you're fine."
With shaking fingers, I dial Emilia's number. She answers on the first ring.
"Selene! Oh my God, where are you? I've been worried sick!"
"I'm—" Cassius's fingers slide between my legs, finding me embarrassingly wet. "I'm fine, Em."
"You don't sound fine. You sound weird. Where did you go last night?"
His fingers push inside me, two at once, stretching me. I bite my lip to keep from moaning. "Just needed some space. After David?—"
"You're with someone." Her voice sharpens. "Oh my God, you're with a guy."
Cassius adds a third finger, fucking me with them while his thumb finds my clit.
I grip the edge of the desk, trying to keep my voice steady.
"It's not—it's complicated."
"Selene Elizabeth Deveraux, are you having rebound sex right now?"
If only she knew.
Cassius's fingers curl inside me, finding that spot that makes me see stars.
I have to mute the phone to gasp.
"I have to go," I manage. "I'll call you tomorrow."
"Selene—"
I hang up and immediately moan as Cassius speeds up his fingers.
