The Broken Raven - A Paradox Of Two Worlds Series Book 1

Chapter 19 - Clay

I take ownership of what is mine as I stand outside my home while kissing her. I hoist her with my hands on her behind as she encircles my waist with her legs. I let myself in and accompany her upstairs. I feel emotions as I make my way to my bedroom as she places her lips on my neck.

"Ray," I breathe heavily. This girl drives me crazy and sends me into overdrive. She is the only person I've ever let into my room, and I'm not sure why. My sanctuary is in my bedroom. Sloane has made attempts to get inside, but I've always stopped her. On the other side, Raven is welcomed there as if it were also her domain.

"What's wrong?" Raven searches my face.

"Nothing, I've just missed you," I smirk.

"So, show me how much you've missed me." With my lips on her neck, I make my way into my room.

"You know, you're the only girl who has gotten me to dance. You're also the only girl who has been in my room." I tell her as I slowly put her down on her feet, my hands still on her waist.

"Is that so?"

"Yes." I put my hand on her cheek, "You have no idea what I wanted to do to you on that dance floor."

"So why not finish what you started?" She challenges me.

I smile and play the song playing at the club when she got all worked up. Music blaring from the speakers in my room. I turn her around and wrap one hand in her hair and my other on her stomach. As the music plays, she moves her hips, closes her eyes, and lays her head back on my chest. My lips are on her neck, leaving wet kisses, and I watch as the goosebumps rise on her body.

I carefully unbutton her jeans while keeping my hand on her stomach. My hand reaches her place by slipping under her panties. As I move in a circle, she lets out a gasp. The fact that she is still dancing to the music is the biggest turn on. Her heart is beating quickly as her chest rises. I cling to her firmly. With my hand still on her, she turns to face me. She gives me a passionate kiss, and as she tightens, I can hear her moans in my mouth. She lets go. I continue kissing her while encircling her with my arms.

The music stops, and we slowly part. She looks at me. She's the one for me. I know it, but for now, I'll pretend.

I sit at the edge of my bed as she stands in between my legs, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I tell her.

"Liar, something is bothering you, so just tell me." Sitting there alone in my room, face to face with her. What the fuck is happening? Why do I feel so envious of the guys around her? We have nothing; we are nothing but toys to each other, yet I have this feeling within me. She searches my face for clues.

"Oh, love, are you jealous?"

"Yeah, I am," I admit. "I don't understand how you let Bronx have his hands all over you tonight." I'm angry at myself for feeling this way. "I wouldn't go with any of the guys from school if I were you, because anything you need, I've got it. I'm not just anybody. I can make your wildest dreams come true. If I'm not what you're looking for, then tell me. I get everything I want, but I ain't got you." I tell her. My emotions take over.

"Clay, the rules are that you can't question me if you see me with another man. I don't believe that the feelings you caught are my fault. Now, if you can handle the fact that what we have is commitment-free, then we can keep playing, but you need to tell me".

She tugs at my shirt and removes it. "I want your skin pressed up against mine when you kiss me." She says as I kiss her stomach.

"I want your body," I tell her.

"No strings attached." She states.

"None." I say in between breaths.

"Good." She responds with a devilish grin. "I like it when things are uncomplicated."

I push my mouth against hers and grab her ass. As long as she's in my arms and not someone else's, I don't care what we do.

Yes, you do, Clay; whether you want to admit it or not, you're falling for her.

My lips on her, I kiss her for as long as possible. Soon enough, she will leave, and I'll be lying here alone. So I take what I can get.

I can't ignore the nagging feeling in the back of my mind. Falling for her? No, that couldn't be possible. I'm not the type to catch feelings, especially not for someone I just met. I try to brush off the thought and focus on the moment at hand, but it keeps creeping back up. Maybe it's just the adrenaline and excitement of the moment clouding my judgement. Or maybe, just maybe, there's something more there. Only time will tell. But for now, I'll try to push it out of my mind and enjoy the present.