by Dawn Doyle
“Let’s go.” Beck reached for Raven’s hand, and she took it, as he began to drive the car.
“Did your mom take care of you?” Raven asked.
It had been playing on her mind, even though she wanted to tear Beck’s clothes off, she couldn’t help but wonder if he’d been looked after in New York.
“That’s what I wanted to tell you,” he answered, his smile slipping, making Raven feel guilty for making him sad again. “Don’t feel bad, babe,” he said. “I wanted to tell you earlier, but I didn’t want to discuss it near the others.
Beck had always been private, even with Donnie, and Raven understood why he didn’t want to continue their talk in the bar. The others had come over, making him cut it short.
Beck began to tell Raven about landing in New York, where a car had come to pick him up. His mom hadn’t been there to meet him, which Raven thought was mean.
When he’d gotten to his mother’s and told her what had happened, she hugged him. She got him settled and then went out for her spa session that she’d already booked.
Raven was mortified that she’d left him alone after what he’d been through.
Beck continued.
He went to his room and didn’t go out of the house for over a month, and then it was only to go to the gym. He worked out, went home, and studied. He also did the occasional projections figures for his dad who still only called him when it was for business.
His mom cared more than his dad, even going as far as suggesting he sought medical help for depression but still she never cancelled any of her social activities to be with him.
Beck had felt alone but, even in his state, he’d preferred it that way.
The way things were -he thought they were- the least amount of people he saw, the better. The only people he’d spoken to face-to-face were his mom and her housekeeper, who he didn’t allow in his room whatsoever.
He’d received his books and studied hard. He completed his degree earlier than expected, and received his certificate. Once it was over, his dad hounded him to start at the company. He’d only been back for three weeks when he decided to go for a drive and saw Donnie’s car outside Mike’s bar.
Without thinking, he’d pulled up and walked in. That’s when he saw the whole gang, and some extras, having a little get together. It had devastated him further seeing her in Mike’s arms, until he found out the truth about their relationship.
Beck had been lonely for all that time. At least Raven had had her family and friends to support her. Beck had had nobody.
She began to think twice about her ‘making it up to her’ plan. She wanted to let Beck know how much he meant to her, that he was cared about more than he could ever know.
Raven rested her head on his shoulder, and Beck gently kissed the top of her head as his thumb stroked over hers as they held hands.
“Will you tell me what happened?” Beck asked.
Raven didn’t know if she should. The things she’d done, she wasn’t proud of. She hadn’t been herself and had turned to self destruction.
“It wasn’t a good time,” she said. “I was a mess.”
Raven reluctantly told him all the grisly details of what had happened at college after he left. Not getting out of bed, not going to class, fighting…
He was infuriated to say the least.
“I’m so sorry, babe,” he said again, his eyes filling up from what she’d gone through. “I know I should’ve called you, but I couldn’t think straight after I saw the paper. I broke down and the next thing I knew, I was getting led to the car.”
“It’s all over now,” she whispered. Joining her other hand with his.
“It is.”
Beck parked up outside the pizzeria on fifth street, and turned off the engine.
“Here we are, our first date.”
“Here?” she asked excitedly.
“Pizza brings back great memories.” Beck waggled his eyebrows.
Raven mock gasped. “Beck! Are you trying to get in my pants?”
“Oh no. I wouldn’t dream of it,” he said, with a devilish grin. “Not like someone I could mention,” he muttered under his breath, but fully intending Raven to hear it. Her gasp was real that time, making him laugh.
Raven had missed that too. Missed him so much it still hurt.
She blinked back her emotional tears and walked through the door Beck had held open for her.
Sitting side by side at their table, eating pizza, was fun. Talking about the times before they were together and the ways Beck would torment her. They’d talked about some of them in the past; there were many.
Beck’s phone rang, and he pulled it out to check the ID.
“It’s my dad,” he said, declining the call and putting it in his pocket. His phone rang again straight away.
“It’s ok, you should answer. It might be important.”
“Not important as you.” Beck gazed into her eyes as he spoke, sending shivers down her spine. God she loved how he did that. “I’m sorry,” he apologized when his phone rang for the third time. “Hi dad,” he said into the phone.
“Where are you?” Jack’s voice sounded from the other end. Raven could hear him clearly from where she was sitting.
“I’m on a date,” Beck replied, smiling warmly at her. He was looking at her the way he used to.
Raven’s heart skipped a beat.
“A date? Why the hell are you on a date? We have work to do.”
“I’m sorry, dad, but this is more important to me.”
Raven snuggled into Beck’s side, his arm around her and his fingers tangling her hair.
“No, this is more important,” Jack said angrily.
“Not happening dad,” Beck shook his head.
“Excuse me? We have to finalize the details of this deal!”
“It can wait.” Beck’s jaw clenched. “I don’t expect you to understand, but I’m not coming back right now.”
“Understand what?” Jack spoke as though he was bored with the conversation. “Just fuck her already and get back here.”
Raven’s stomach rolled at the way Jack had spoken to Beck. It was disgusting.
Wow, what a nice guy! Not.
“Bye dad.” Beck hung up the phone, turned it off, and put it away.
“He’s going to be mad, isn’t he?” Raven asked. From what Beck had told her in the past, Jack wasn’t going to be happy that Beck had put something before the business.
“I don’t give a shit,” he replied. “I was done when he said that.”
“Said what?” Jack had said many things.
“He said to fuck you.” Beck moved his mouth to her Raven’s ear, and her breath hitched. “We don’t fuck…remember?” His words flowed through her making her eyes flutter
Raven pulled her lower lip into her mouth to stop a moan from escaping. She pressed her knees together under the table to calm the storm brewing there.
She wanted Beck so much. Her body was fighting her, virtually screaming at her to make up for the lost time. The gray in his eyes had almost disappeared with his dilated pupils. He was feeling the same way… and she was torturing them both.
Beck moved so his face was mere inches from hers.
“What are you thinking?” he asked. A slight curl on his lips.
“I…I… I have no idea,” she whispered. Her mind was blank except for the one focus that remained.
Getting Beck naked.
Beck licked his lips, his eyes glancing down to hers. Raven swallowed hard. Beck was doing the same things to her as he had in college.
The looks, whispers, low voice, licking his lips… They were working too.
She was worried that if he were to touch her in a certain place, she’d fall apart right there in the restaurant.
“I missed seeing this,” he said, a smile spreading on his face. “The way you react to me. It’s so sexy.”
“Beck, don’t,” Raven pleaded. She was losing her resolve quicker than her heart was ra
cing.
Beck chuckled. “You know that’s not how this works,” he grinned. “It doesn’t matter where we are, or what you’re doing, babe.” He raised his hand and stroked down her cheek with his fingertips. “Have you forgotten how persistent I am when it comes to you?”
“No,” Raven said with a shaky breath. “Not in the slightest.”
*****
Raven’s core throbbed painfully as they left the restaurant.
Beck had touched her like he had in their economics class. He’d let his fingers graze across her shoulders as they sat together. He’d made sure he leant in close as he spoke. And the tone he used…. Raven had to bit her lip from whimpering at the table. Her eyes closed automatically as the prickles over her skin had her body lighting up like she was on fire. He thought it was amusing as hell.
Beck opened her door, and closed it when she sat. Raven took a breath before she put on her seatbelt, being careful not to aggravate the intense pulsing between her thighs.
“Where to?” he asked, his eyes roaming over her, enjoying watching her in agony.
“Louise Avenue, just off eighty fifth,” she replied.
Without saying another word, Beck pulled away from the curb, and drove the short distance from the pizza restaurant to Raven’s apartment.
Beck had barely stopped the car when Raven opened the door.
“Come in,” she said quickly. She wasn’t giving him any doubts that she wanted him to go inside with her.
Raven knew what she’d said earlier, but her mind had won out. She’d missed him too much to hold back.
With shaking hands, Raven opened the door to their ground floor apartment and walked inside. Beck followed, closing the door behind him.
“This is a nice…”
Raven cut him off when she crashed her mouth to his, her arms wrapping tight around him holding him close. She felt his hard body press into hers then his hands in her hair. He returned the kiss in a second, and he licked into her mouth, feasting on her lips as though he was a man suffering from starvation.
Raven captured his tongue between her lips and gently sucked down the length, swirling hers as she went. She then nipped his bottom lip, letting her tongue lick across it.
“Raven,” Beck whispered into her mouth, before capturing it again.
His hands released from her hair and ran down her back to her ass. He gripped her cheeks, leaving one hand in place as the other ran up her front, cupping her breast in his hand. He ran his thumb over her hard bud, making her core tighten in response to the pleasure she received from his touch. She was aching all over and longed for his hands to be all over her; for him to be inside her again.
As they walked backwards further into the apartment, they kicked off their shoes.
Raven stroked down Beck’s solid torso, wasting no time in finding the bottom of his tee and pulling up. Beck released her, raising his arms and helping her to remove it. Hers was discarded just as quick, her bra flung across the room a second later, and their bodies pressed together again. Her hands caressed frantically over his muscles, before lowering to his belt.
Raven pulled back from the kiss, trying to catch her breath.
Her hands worked quickly as she unfastened his belt and unzipped his jeans. Beck paused their movements, and cupped her face in his warm hands, tilting her head back.
He looked into her eyes, his dark with arousal, and he smoothed his hands from her face, down her neck to her breasts. He turned his hands, palming her orbs, lifting them and dipping his head to kiss them.
Raven’s head fell back when his mouth closed around a nipple, and he thumbed the other.
“Oh God, Beck!” she sighed. Her core burned as he ran his tongue over her hard peak. The heat radiating from the center out.
“Raven,” he whispered against her skin. Kissing back up to her neck, then to her lips.
They sucked on each other’s lips as their tongues swirled around. Tasting, playing, loving.
Raven felt one of Beck’s hands glide down her stomach. Her skin prickled under his touch sending shocks through her. His fingers found the front of her pants popping the button there. He released her breast, and both hands tugged on her pants letting them drop to the floor.
Raven stepped out of them, as Beck led her back again, gripping his waistband and pushing his jeans over his thick thighs, and he shucked them down, kicking them off his feet. His hard length bobbed in the front of his black boxers, gently hitting her lower stomach.
Raven’s behind came into contact with the kitchen counter. Beck hands were at her waist, and he gripped before gently hoisting her up, sitting her on the cold surface.
He stood between her thighs, and she lifted them around his waist, all the while they kissed passionately.
Raven held onto Beck’s wide back, letting her fingers dig into the tight flesh. She raked them down, feeling his muscles tense under her touch. When she reached his firm ass, she gripped tight. Pulling him closer to her center, desperate to feel him there.
“God babe,” Beck groaned as his cock hit the apex between her thighs.
“I need you. Beck,” she whispered against his lips. “I need you right now. I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too. Baby,” he replied. “I really fucking missed you.”
Raven took the elastic in her hands and pulled down impatiently. Beck assisted, pushing the fabric down his legs. She reached down to stroke his hard dick, and Beck flinched when her fingers wrapped around the smooth shaft, making him hiss as her hand worked up and down.
Beck’s jeans were on the floor, his cock was bare and he wasn’t attempting to reach for anything from his pockets. Raven could tell he hadn’t expected to be in that position, which made her happy to think he hadn’t assumed anything would happen.
Raven eagerly nodded her approval. There was no way she was going to stop.
He ran his hands up her thighs, until one was gripping her ass, holding her to him, the other found its way between her legs.
Raven gasped when his fingers stroked up her wet center, circling her nub. Lights flashed behind her eyes, and her stomach tightened. Her breath caught in her throat as his fingers slipped inside her.
“Fuck, Beck!” she squealed as her toes curled. She was about to fall to pieces and there was no way she could stop it. It had been so long since she’d felt that way, and her body was clearly overjoyed at being back in Beck’s arms that the sensations were heightened more than ever. “I…oh…”
Beck’s fingers left her just before the final push, replaced with the large head of his naked cock.
“Yes!” she gasped when he pushed the hot tip inside. Her core still on the brink of erupting.
Beck gripped her hips tight and surged forward, entering her in one swift movement.
Raven screamed in pleasure as he hit her end.
“I’m not going to last long,” he ground out as though trying to control himself. “Baby…fuck!”
Beck’s hips pulled back and thrust hard into her again, almost lifting her off the counter.
Raven held onto him as their bodies connected, her breasts pushed into him.
Beck lifted his head and took her mouth. His hips pounded into her and Raven came apart.
“Ahhh!” she cried out her head falling back as her eyes rolled. Every nerve ending in her body sparked, and every fiber contracted as Beck continued to pump into her, his cock thickening and pulsating.
He was coming too.
He buried his face into her neck as he emptied inside her, his lips sucking on her skin.
Beck’s movements slowed as they came down from their climax. He pressed his face into her neck, his hot breath fast and furious against the sensitive skin there. Both still panting heavily when he stilled.
Raven wrapped her arms around his shoulders, one hand in his hair.
Beck’s head remained buried in her hair as Raven held him close to her.
“I love you, Raven” he said, his voice soft.
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Raven’s heart stopped.
She didn’t know if she’d heard what she wanted to hear, or Beck had just said the three words she felt for him.
Beck lifted his head and looked into her eyes. He had a nervous expression on his face, as though he was afraid of what she would say at his declaration. Her chin wobbled, and her nose stung as the tears filled quickly, overflowing just as fast, falling down her cheeks.
Beck pushed her hair back out of her face, wiping her tears with his thumbs.
“I love you,” he said again, closing his eyes and pressing his forehead to hers.
Raven placed her hand to the side of Beck’s face.
“I love you too, Beck.”
“You do?” he asked, his face lighting up like a kid at Christmas.
Raven nodded, her smile growing bigger too.
“Tell me again, babe. I really need to hear it right now.”
Raven smiled, then kissed his lips softly.
“I love you.”
Beck grinned, showing his perfect teeth. “I love you, too.”
*****
Once out of the shower Raven led Beck into her bedroom.
Her room, with its pastel yellow painted walls, was her favorite part of her apartment.
As soon as Raven had moved in, she’d bought a rug to match her paint and placed it on the pine-wooden floor next to her bed so she had something fluffy to step on in the morning.
The large square window, to the left of the bed, that sat in the center of the back wall had long white vertical blinds for privacy, and long white drapes like her dorm in college.
She’d also hung her collage of pictures, minus a few obvious ones, on the wall at the foot of the bed, next to the door.
