The Desire's Game | C.C

Chapter 17

"Tastes like she might be the one."

Raven's POV

We got to the University and walked to Caitlin's dorm, our footsteps echoing in the quiet halls. The campus had that serene, late-night calm, punctuated by distant laughter and the hum of nocturnal activities. Caitlin led the way, her keys jingling softly as she unlocked the door to her room.

The moment I walked into the dorm, Caitlin slammed the door shut behind me, pushing me against it as her lips found the sensitive skin of my neck. Her touch was electric, and I could feel the heat of her breath as she whispered my name.

"Cait," I moaned softly, feeling her smile against my neck.

"Don't start begging yet, princess. I'm just getting started," she whispered huskily, her voice sending shivers down my spine.

She continued to pepper featherlight kisses on the top of my bra, her touch igniting every nerve. My head fell back against the door, lost in the sensation as her hands slid under my hoodie and jersey, caressing my waist. Her fingers danced across my skin, making me ache for more as she sucked on my collarbone. She slowly slipped the hoodie off my body, her eyes never leaving mine.

My hands roamed her body, my fingernails lightly scratching her skin, earning a pleased sigh from her. Caitlin pulled back slightly, her eyes undressing me with a smirk.

"You look so pretty in my jersey, but even better with it off," she smirked. I couldn't help but smirk back, pushing her gently toward the bed.

Slowly, I stripped off her jersey, letting it fall to the floor as she sat down, her eyes raking over me from head to toe. The intensity of her gaze made my skin tingle. I walked over to her, each step deliberate, feeling the heat building between us.

Caitlin's hands were on me again in an instant, pulling me close by the waist and lifting me effortlessly. I wrapped my legs around her waist, our bodies pressing together as I kissed her deeply, my hands playing with the hairs on the back of her neck.

Her hands ran down my back, one resting firmly on my ass to hold me steady. Each touch, each kiss, was a tantalizing promise of what was to come, and I lost myself in the moment, letting Caitlin take the lead.

Without breaking our kiss, Caitlin deftly unclasped my bra, her fingers moving with practiced ease. In one swift motion, she flipped me onto the bed and crawled over me, her predatory gaze making my heart race. She began to lavish attention on my breasts, her mouth hot and insistent as she kissed, licked, and nipped at my sensitive skin. I moaned loudly, arching my back as waves of pleasure rolled through me.

"Baby," I gasped, my voice a breathy plea as Caitlin continued her relentless assault.

She paused, her breath hot against my skin as she murmured, "Taking off your shirt in front of all those people," shaking her head teasingly.

"You liked it," I replied with a smirk, propping myself up slightly on my elbows and biting my lip in a challenge.

Caitlin leaned in closer, her eyes dark with desire. "What I like," she whispered, her voice low and dangerous, "is when you're screaming my name, princess."

Her thumb caressed my lip, the intimate touch sending another jolt of excitement through me. "And yet you're still talking," she said devilishly.

I looked up at her and challenged, "Well then do something about it."

Her eyes immediately darkened with desire as her lips crashed into mine, demanding and intense. Her hand massaged my breast, eliciting a moan from deep within me, and she took advantage, her tongue darting into my mouth. I gasped at the sudden invasion, the sensation overwhelming as her hands worked wonders on my body.