Ravenous: The Kingsley Brothers Duet

by L. L. Collins

  For a girl who was never shown love by the people that were supposed to model the selfless emotion, Raven just offered me her entire heart without abandon.

  And if I were honest with myself and her, she’d owned my heart before I even knew her name. Either of them.

  I lifted her and spun her around, capturing her mouth with mine. As our tongues danced together, the cracks in my heart healed. I overreacted, and I would spend the rest of my life making it up to her. And I would deal with my bonehead brother, too.

  But right now, I had something important to do.

  We panted as we finally broke apart. I saw Chrissy walking up from a distance, a grin on her face. “Raven, I love you, too. It’s crazy and I know it is, but I knew you were going to change my life before I knew you as Janie—and definitely after. When you know, you know.”

  “Crazier things have happened in life,” Raven said.

  “That’s the truth.”

  “Let me get Chrissy home.” She smiled over her shoulder at her sister. “Then I want to come over. Is that okay?”

  “More than okay.”

  “I want to stay this time.”

  “Whatever you want, love.”

  She beamed. “I’ll see you soon, Breck.”

  I kissed her softly before turning to Chrissy. “You’re going to need a new English teacher because I’m in love with your sister.”

  Chrissy bopped up and down on her toes, clapping her hands like a toddler waiting for a cookie. “That’s okay.” She laughed. “I don’t want to hear the girls talk about how hot you are anyway. Not when you’re my sister’s boyfriend.” She scrunched up her nose, and Raven and I both laughed. “Plus, once everyone finds out you’re off the market, they’ll all hate me. Better off if I’m in another class.”

  Raven circled her arms around me one more time, and I dipped my head to capture her lips, right in front of Chrissy. When we opened our eyes to see one another again, the expression on her face took my breath away.

  If I had my way, the title of boyfriend would be short lived. That woman was mine, and I wanted everyone to know it.

  “See you soon. Don’t be long.”

  “I won’t,” she said, the promise of what was to come shimmering in her eyes. “Be ready for me.”

  “You don’t have to worry about that one bit.”

  “Go into your office.” Raven’s voice was low, sultry and instantly made me hard as a rock. “Sit behind your desk.”

  I glanced out the front window and saw her sitting in her car, her phone pressed to her ear. She stared directly at me like she could see right through the walls.

  Right through me.

  It was too dark to see what she wore. I could barely make her out thanks to the light inside her vehicle.

  “Any more instructions?” I couldn’t move, my feet rooted to the ground with the anticipation of what was to come.

  “Yeah. When you hear the door open, close your eyes and don’t open them until I tell you to.”

  “Raven.” I adjusted myself, my steel length pushing painfully against the zipper of my pants.

  “Walk away from the window, and go into the office, Breck,” Raven said. “I’m not coming in until you listen.”

  “Is this an exercise in submission?”

  Raven laughed. “This is a test. How bad do you want me to come in there right now?”

  “Bad. It’s so very hard to wait for you to show me what you’re up to.”

  “Oh, Breck. You have no idea how hard it’s going to be.”

  I gulped. “I’m going, Raven. Going to my office.” I forced myself to step back and move my feet down the hall. I flicked on the light and scanned the room. My desk sat against a wall with a laptop in the middle of it. A lamp sat off to the right. A mirror hung above it, and my eyes instantly went for it. Thinking about watching Raven come undone in the mirror made me pulse with need.

  “I see the light on. Now sit in your chair. Is it a nice big leather chair?”

  I snapped my gaze to the plush leather. “Y-yes.”

  “Good boy.”

  “I’m here.” My chest heaved like I just ran a mile as fast as I could. I had no idea what to anticipate about what she was doing, but I couldn’t wait.

  This gorgeous, sexy woman loved me, and whatever idea she had in her head, I would do it. I would do anything for her.

  “Lean back in the chair,” she said. “I’m going to come in the house now. You close your eyes and wait for me. Don’t open your eyes, Breck. Got it?”

  I nodded until I remembered she couldn’t see me. This woman had me all tied up. “Got it. Hurry, Raven. I need you.”

  “You’re going to have me.” There was that sexy rasp again.

  I heard the front door click closed, and my breathing hitched. The click of heels got louder against the tile floor as Raven reached the door to the office. I squeezed my eyes shut because I wanted to open them and see what she wore. I knew she didn’t have on heels earlier, so the thought that she changed for this revved me up even more than her command that I come into the office.

  “I’m hanging up now.” I heard her voice both through my phone and at the doorway before the line went dead. She dropped her phone on the shelf next to the door with a thump. “Oh, Mr. Kingsley. I was wondering if you had a moment to have a conference with me. It’s really important. I wouldn’t ask to take up your precious time if it wasn’t.”

  I furrowed my brow, my senses all on alert as I heard her moving closer. She was close enough now that I smelled her perfume. “I-I always have time for you, R—”

  “Ms. Phillips.”

  “Ms. Phillips,” I repeated.

  “I know what the other parents say about you, Mr. Kingsley. They say you’re hot, and they want to have a private conference. Tell me, sir, do you want to have a private conference with me?”

  My dick jumped once all the pieces clicked together. Damn, the blood flow to my brain must’ve been seriously hindered if it took me this long to figure out what she was doing.

  “I would love nothing more than to discuss things privately, Ms. Phillips. There are definitely some things we need to talk about.”

  “That’s good.” Raven’s breath danced across my face, and I reached out for her. “Uh uh. Not yet, Mr. Kingsley. First you have to tell me why me instead of the rest of the women who want you.” Raven stepped back. “Open your eyes.”

  She didn’t have to tell me twice. I blinked and focused on the sight before me. Raven wore the smallest black skirt I may have ever seen. It barely covered her ass, showcasing the sexy legs I loved so much. A white button-down shirt was mostly unbuttoned and tied above her belly button, showcasing a black lace bra underneath that barely held her ample breasts. She wore more makeup than usual and had her wavy hair around her shoulders. The high heels I’d heard as she walked down my hallway were black and strappy, shoes I would see in my fantasies for a long time.

  “Why me, Mr. Kingsley? What’s different about me?” Raven ran her finger down my chest.

  I reached behind her and slid my hand up the back of her skirt. As suspected, she wore a lacy pair of thongs that made me groan in anticipation. If I had to guess, they matched the black lace of her bra. “Because I’ve needed to speak with you for some time, but you’ve been out of reach. And because you seem like the type of parent who thinks about what is best for everyone.”

  “What’s first on our agenda for this meeting?”

  I slid a finger under the scrap of lace and touched her soaking wet skin. She bit her lip but didn’t break eye contact.

  “First we have to identify what the problem is.” I curled my finger inside her, and she let out the hottest moan I may have ever heard. “You’ll have to let me know if I’ve hit the mark or not.”

  “You just might be in the right vicinity. But we may both need to get our hands dirty to figure out how to solve it.” Raven unbuttoned my pants and seductively fisted my hot flesh, making me hiss out a breath. I pumped i
nto her hand as I continued fingering her.

  “I do what it takes to solve any problem put in front of me,” I said between clenched teeth.

  “What are you willing to do to figure out how to reach a resolution?”

  Raven opened her legs wider, and I added another finger. Her arousal coating my fingers sent me even further into oblivion as her finger rubbed the head of my dick before her hand closed over me again. I needed to be inside this woman and fast.

  “I believe in finishing everything I start, Ms. Phillips. I don’t want anyone to be unhappy.”

  “Is that so? Did you read a book about parent satisfaction?”

  “It just so happens I did.” I pulled her closer with my other hand and watched as her face began to contort. I was sending her to the edge already. Which was good, since I was already there the second she pulled into my driveway.

  “Well, do you want to know what to do to satisfy me, Mr. Kingsley?”

  “Of course, I do.” What I wanted was for her to sink down on my very ready cock, but I would play this out as long as she wanted.

  She reached down and pulled my hand until I removed my fingers from inside her. I watched in awe as Raven brought my fingers to her lips and sucked each one. I was seconds away from shooting my load all over like an inexperienced kid.

  She licked her lips like she tasted a lollipop and grinned. “Good. I think this meeting is really getting somewhere. You’re very willing to do what it takes. I like that in a teacher. Unbutton my shirt and take it off, followed by yours.”

  I did as she instructed and made quick work of the two buttons at the bottom and the tie. She shrugged the shirt off her shoulders and arms, and it hit the floor. I followed with pulling mine over my head, never taking my eyes off hers. As I continued to watch, Raven reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. The sight of her full breasts had me aching even more than before.

  “Touch yourself,” Raven said.

  I watched as she did the same, squeezing her breasts as I took myself in my hand.

  “Ms. Phillips, I’m having trouble here,” I said. “I’m going to need to wrap up this meeting. Do you think you could help me with that?”

  “How could I do that, Mr. Kingsley?”

  “I need you to help me put out this fire so we can move forward. I don’t want there to be any tension between us.”

  Raven stepped closer, dressed only in the small skirt and heels. Her hair covered most of her voluptuous breasts, and I wanted to see them. “Tension isn’t good, Mr. Kingsley. We must find a way to relieve it.”

  “I know a way.”

  Raven smirked. “What’s that?”

  “Come closer, and I’ll tell you. This isn’t something I share with just anyone. You have to promise to keep it between us.”

  “Oh, I promise.”

  “Good. We have to start with dropping the pretense between us.” I slid my pants down and then reached for her. Once I got her scrap of lace to her heels, she lifted her foot so I could remove them. I then lifted her skirt so I could see her beautiful skin. “And find a way to work together for the same end goal.”

  Raven straddled me, rubbing her folds against me. I cursed, wanting to stop her but loving how good it felt at the same time. “I like working together. Can we come together as a cohesive unit to do that, or are we going to be on opposite sides of the issue?” As much as I loved the role play, it was harder to speak by the second. Pun intended.

  I lifted her and guided myself inside, gripping her hips tightly as her warm heat enveloped me, and I almost lost control. The small skirt fell over us, blocking the view I so desperately wanted. But I could feel her, and that was good enough right now. I planned on doing many things with her for the rest of the night.

  “Coming together is always the best way to solve problems.”

  “Yes.” Raven threw her head back as I hit her deep. “Solving…problems…is…good.”

  “Ms. Phillips.” I wanted to yell out Raven, but I didn’t know if she still played with me or not.

  “Fuck me hard, Mr. Kingsley. I want it.”

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  Raven

  Breck’s eyes darkened, and he pushed up farther inside me, gripping my hips with almost bruising ferocity.

  “Ride me.” His voice came out strained. “Give it to me, baby. I need you to milk every drop.”

  The soft fabric of the skirt wafted between us and I wished I had taken it off, but I sure as hell wasn’t stopping now. I didn’t know where that role play came from, but it was hot. I would have to think of more of those in our future. It was fun to pretend to be Janie again. She allowed me to let go and be free with what I wanted. Maybe she’d have to stay around to play some in the future.

  I gripped his shoulders as I lifted up and then pressed down onto him, causing a low curse to fall from his lips. He released my hips and dipped his head to suckle and bite one nipple, followed by the other. The sensation of him licking and nipping at me, coupled with the way he filled me completely had me pulsing on him, ready to let go.

  “I feel you, Raven.” Gone was Ms. Phillips, and I was fine with that. “You’re quivering on me, baby. Do it.”

  I gripped his face with my hands, and our tongues dueled as my body sped up, sliding him perfectly in and out of my waiting sex. He reached an arm around me and held me to his body as we continued to kiss, our mouths urgent and furiously racing for the finish line with the rest of our bodies.

  The first crash of my orgasm began, and I stiffened against him. “Give it to me, Raven. That’s it. Fuck, you feel so good. Yeah, baby. Just like that.” The words fell from his lips like a prayer, and he reached down and lifted the skirt, bunching it in his hand. “I have to see you.” He watched as I came undone the rest of the way, my body quivering and shivering on him.

  “Yes. Just like that, baby.” Breck pushed himself into me one more time and he pulsed, his hot release completing our rabid love making. He didn’t stop, though, keeping his punishing pace until sweat dotted both of our chests with the exertion. Never in my life had I gotten off twice in a row from sex until Breck, but it was coming again, anyway.

  He felt it, too, because he shifted back enough to be able to put his hand between us and rub my overly sensitized clit. It was too much, and I threw my head back, clenching my eyes shut as I shouted his name.

  When I finally came down enough to open my eyes, the look on Breck’s face was enough to set me ablaze again. “I fucking love watching that,” he said. “I will never, ever tire of seeing you like that.”

  I placed my hands on his glistening chest and rocked back and forth, the last tremors of the aftershock pulsing through me. “And I will never, ever tire of feeling you inside me. That was hot, Mr. Kingsley.”

  He smirked. “You think that was good, Ms. Phillips? You just wait until I show you what I’m like after hours.” Breck lifted me and began carrying me to his bathroom. “I’m going to take these shoes off to put you in my shower, but you bet your sweet ass we’re going to use them again later.”

  “Will we still be having a parent-teacher conference later?” I asked, batting my eyelashes at him.

  Breck shook his head. “No. Later I’m going to be making love to the woman I love in the hottest pair of heels I’ve ever seen.”

  My chest got so tight I rubbed at it with my hand to alleviate the pressure. Hearing those words was a million times better than any role play I could come up with.

  I woke up, momentarily confused about where I was until I felt the body molded to mine. I wasn’t sure what woke me, but the realization of being in bed with Breck, after spending the night making love to him, fulfilled me like I had never been before. I smiled at the weight of his large hand splayed on my stomach and his muscular arm holding me close to him. The night came flooding back to me, and I stretched my legs, careful not to wake him. Every part of me was deliciously sore, but in the best of ways. The shock that not only had I told him I loved him, but he felt the same way, still h
adn’t worn off. I never would’ve thought it was possible for someone like Breck to love me. I admittedly knew next to nothing about the emotion, but I knew the feeling I had every time I thought of him went way beyond infatuation or lust.

  This is what I missed out on by leaving Breck the last night we were together. I knew it couldn’t be helped, but what I did afterward could’ve. I would regret the way I handled that for the rest of my life, even though Breck forgave me. I was grateful he understood nothing happened with Porter. The last few days had been horrible, trying to get ahold of Breck and praying that all the progress we made wasn’t in vain.

  “Don’t leave.” Breck’s mumbled words jarred me. I covered his hand with mine to reassure him.

  “I’m not going anywhere,” I whispered. I wasn’t sure if he was asleep or not, but he needed to know that this time I was here for good. He tightened his hold on me and nuzzled his face into my neck. Before long, his breathing regulated again, and he relaxed against me.

  Going to Porter’s was stupid. I hadn’t thought about how it would appear to Breck. He obviously knew there was something between us at some point, so it was only natural for him to jump to conclusions when he saw me there. Especially after he opened up and told me how he felt he’d lived in Porter’s shadow—constantly comparing himself to his brother. I had a lot to learn about being in a relationship, and I hoped Breck was patient enough to guide me.

  Breck always thought he was second best, but he was wrong. I planned on continuing to show him that for as long as he needed me to in order for him to believe it. He was just as stellar as Port, just in different ways—amazing ways.

  I had a sudden need to look Breck in the face and turned to him. He shifted but stilled, remaining peaceful in slumber. I had no idea what time it was, but it didn’t matter. I reached out and traced his full lips with my fingertips, then touched his blond stubble. My fingers followed the lines of his jaw, admiring the handiwork of his bone structure. He was a work of art.