Chapter 9
Raven
I’ve never known aman who can infuriate me and turn me on at the same time, but that’s what Chainz does. When he drags me up the stairs toward his room, all I can do is yell at him, but when he closes the few inches between us my heart beats erratically in my chest. I could blame the alcohol, but it’s just what he does to me.
Chainz grabs hold of my hair and with a firm but gentle tug tips my head back. He lowers his head, bringing his lips close to mine. His warm breath grazes over my face and his lips clamp down on mine. I’m greedy for his kiss. I allow him access to my lips, my tongue, my breath. When our tongues clash against each other everything slips away, my past, my fear, my rules. Flinging my arms around his neck, I pull him closer, deepening our kiss. Even through our clothes, I can feel his hard shaft pressing against me. I can’t deny I want him. His goatee scratches my skin, but his mouth is warm and inviting. His tongue is powerful. I can’t hold back the moan that escapes my lips. As his hunger grows, his kiss becomes more intense. I’ve thought about this many times, alone in my bed, but I never imagined he would possess such strength, that he could elicit such a needy response from me. The taste of him on my lips wrecks me. I melt against him, my center pulsing with my desire.
I don’t want to break away. I need to taste more of him, feel his strength bearing down on me. I absorb his heat into my skin as if our bodies are one, but my stomach lunges. I press my hand against his chest. His heart is pounding in rhythm with mine. The moment I never want to end is over when I pull away, pushing against him with one hand and cupping my other hand over my mouth. I frantically search the room, trying to remember where he said the bathroom was, but I can’t think. His touch leaves my mind in a blur. I find the bathroom and push against his hard chest. When he takes a step back, I run to the bathroom. There’s no holding it down. My stomach wretches and brings up all the vodka shooters I knocked back. An instant buzz kill, in more ways than one.
I hear his footsteps and the bedroom door swing closed and collapse against the wall. Drawing my legs tight to my chest, I lower my head into my folded arms over my knees. Inhaling shallow breaths, I beg my stomach to settle and my head to stop spinning. I don’t know where he went or if he’ll come back, but I hope that he does. I want him. I’ve wanted him for some time, but now I need him. I need his help to get me out of the trouble I’m in, but I don’t trust my heart to know the difference. He could break what’s left of it.
A gentle tap on the door and a soft voice from the other side pulls me out of my head. “Chainz said you might need some help. I brought you a change of clothes.”
I push myself off the ground, sliding up the wall for support. My head is throbbing. My legs wobble underneath me. I open the door to find Mercy standing there with a pile of clean clothes in her arms. My legs can barely hold my weight. I had a lot to drink and the adrenaline rush of the day has drained from my body. She reaches out and catches me from falling. Throwing up made my side ache from the cuts and the stitches. Wrapping her free arm around my waist, she helps me over to the bed.
“Let me help you change.” She places the clothes next to me on the bed and helps me take off my boots while I work on undoing my shirt.
I’ve never been ashamed of my body, so I’m not embarrassed to undress in front of her. I slip my arms out of my shirt and raise them over my head for her to help me slip into the soft red sweater she brought. It’s too big and slides off my shoulder, but it’s like being wrapped in a warm blanket. I slip off my shorts and lay them next to my boots on the floor while Mercy walks into the bathroom. She fills a cup on the bathroom sink with water from the tap and walks back to me, handing me the cup and some aspirin. I swallow them and hand her back the cup. “Thank you for helping me.”
“Of course.” She draws back the covers on the bed and I curl up underneath, feeling exhausted. “With all the testosterone around here, us girls need to stick together.”
She smiles and turns to leave, tossing over her shoulder, “Chainz said he’d be back later to check on you.”
“Thank you.” I lower my eyes, hoping she doesn’t see the blush creeping across my cheeks when I notice my bracelet on the table. A smile crosses my face as I secure it around my wrist and snuggle deeper into the covers. They smell like him. My head hits the pillow and I fall asleep with a smile on my face and only one thought on my mind.He’s coming back.
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