Damien pulled her face down and carried on kissing her. Raven couldn't get enough of Damien, she ran her hands through his hair and tugged on it.

When she did that Damien grinned on her lips, and Raven was happy that he liked it so much. After a few moments, Raven pulled back.

Damien's face still lingered and he seemed as if he wanted to carry on with the makeout session.

Damien touched her hair, "Raven?"

"Huh?"

"Why did you stop?" Damien replied.

"I need to think."

"Think about what?" Damien asked.

Raven paused a bit, she didn't know what she was on about in all honesty. She just needed to be in a space where she could think and having Damien next to her made it nearly impossible for her to do so.

"Raven? Talk to me."

Raven looked at Damien and her mouth went dry, "I....."

"You what Raven?"

"Nothing."

"You and I both know that's a lie, tell me what is on your mind?"

"Why don't you tell me what's on your mind." That was one of her favorite things to do, to divert attention from herself to someone else.

Damien didn't seem to be phased by her flipping the question on him, "I want to get you to bed."

Raven's face took a sharp turn and she looked at him fully, "You what?"

"Why are you supposed, Raven? You are the one that asked me what's on my mind."

"Besides that Damien."

"Mhhhh what you wearing underneath that dress, and how soft your skin would feel like," Damien replied.

Raven looked at Damien and saw that he was enjoying himself, but she knew that two could play this game. Raven flipped her hair a bit, "I mean my skin is very soft and I do prefer to wear lace most of the time."

Damien bit his lip at her answer, "Is that so?"

"Yeah, it's a fact."

"Want to feel something?" Damien asked.

"What ?"

Damien's hand encircled her waist and he shifted her so that she was now sitting on his member, he was really hard and the sensation heated her up.

"Do you feel that Raven?" Damien whispered in her ear.

"How can I not?" Raven shifted some more and she relished at the moment as she saw how Damien was affected by her fidgeting. She was enjoying the power that she had over him.

"Raven what are you doing?" Damien asked as his voice came out in a hoarse whisper. He clearly was trying so hard to hold back but he was failing at it miserably.

"I just a trying to sit comfortably."

"Don't give me that b.s, you are enjoying torturing me. Is that it?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Raven feigned fake innocence.

Damien smirked, and his hand went to her thigh as her dress was short. He started to caress her up and down. Slow and deliberate.

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