Raven's Point of View
I was still lying back on the couch, staring at the ceiling, my body wrecked from the past few hours of reliving every sinful detail with Lila and Jamie. But despite my exhaustion, my thighs still clenched involuntarily. My body was still humming, my core still throbbing from how hard he took me. I could still feel him, the way his hands gripped me, the way his cock stretched me so deep-
I bit my lip. Hard.
Big mistake.
Because Jamie immediately pointed at me.
"OH HELL NO-"
Lila's eyes widened.
"Bitch, don't tell me you're thinking about it again."
I snapped my head toward them, my lips parting to deny, deny, deny, but the way their expressions shifted told me I wasn't fooling anybody.
Jamie gasped.
"OH MY GOD, YOU ARE!"
Lila clutched her chest.
"We lost her."
Jamie pointed at my thighs.
"Not you clenching them together like that-"
"STOP." I threw another pillow at him, but it only made them laugh harder.
I groaned, grabbing my phone.
"You guys are the worst."
Lila smirked.
"Uh-huh. And what exactly do you think you're doing with that phone?"
I hesitated.
Jamie gasped.
"YOU'RE TEXTING HIM."
Lila screamed.
"RAVEN, NO."
I ignored them, my fingers already typing before I could stop myself. My body was still sensitive-so fucking sore in the best way. And he was the reason why.
I typed:
Me: I hate you.
A beat later, another text followed.
Me: I can still fucking feel you. My body's still throbbing.
I should've stopped. But I didn't.
Me: And worst of all? I still want more.
I hit send before I could change my mind.
And then my phone vibrated almost immediately.
Lila and Jamie lunged at me.
I barely had time to react before they ripped my phone from my hands.
"HEY-"
"Oh, no," Jamie whispered, his eyes scanning the screen. "Oh, hell no."
Lila's jaw dropped.
"BITCH."
I scrambled toward them.
"Give me back my phone-"
They both turned the screen toward me so I could see exactly what he had said back.
Mr. Derveaux: Poor thing. Still throbbing?
Another text came through before I could breathe.
Mr. Derveaux: You should've let me fill you up more. Maybe then you wouldn't feel so empty right now.
I gasped.
Lila threw the phone onto the couch like it had personally offended her.
Jamie collapsed onto the floor.
Lila clutched her chest.
"I-CAN'T-BREATHE."
Jamie wheezed.
"I NEED A PRIEST."
My face was burning. I grabbed my phone and stared at the words on the screen, my pulse pounding.
And then-
Another text.
My stomach tightened.
Mr. Derveaux: By the way, you left something in my office.
I frowned.
What?
Then, a picture popped up.
I choked.
Jamie snatched my phone before I could blink.
Lila leaned over his shoulder.
Silence.
Then-
"OH MY FUCKING GOD."
Jamie threw my phone like it burned him.
Lila screamed.
"NO. NO, HE DIDN'T."
I was too stunned to speak.
Because there it was.
My red lacy thong.
In his fucking hand.
And it wasn't perfect anymore.
It was ripped.
His huge, veiny, disrespectful, terrifyingly gorgeous hand.
Jesus Christ.
His hands. Veiny, massive, ridiculously masculine-big enough to wrap around my throat and remind me exactly who was in control. His fingers were thick, clean, and strong. The same fingers that had been inside me just hours ago.
Another text popped up.
Mr. Derveaux: Guess I'll keep it.
I groaned loudly, throwing my phone onto the couch.
"FUCKING HELL."
Jamie was already hyperventilating, gripping my shoulders like he was about to perform an exorcism.
"YOU-ARE-A-MENACE."
Lila collapsed onto the couch.
"I-I CAN'T BREATHE."
I grabbed my phone and groaned.
"He's an asshole."
Jamie was hyperventilating.
"HE'S A FUCKING KING."
Lila covered her face.
"He's so disrespectful, I'm in love."
Jamie grabbed my shoulders.
"BITCH. YOU. LEFT. YOUR PANTIES. IN HIS OFFICE?!"
I squeezed my eyes shut. "I forgot! And I didn't even wear it-it's ruined anyway!"
Jamie pointed at me.
"Bitch, do not tell me you're sitting next to us with NO UNDERWEAR ON."
Lila shot up.
"OH MY GOD."
I squeezed my eyes shut.
"I forgot okay?!"
They screamed.
Jamie physically shook me.
"YOU'RE SITTING HERE, SPREADING SIN WITH NO PANTIES?!"
Lila was fanning herself like she might pass out again.
"I-I need a drink."
Jamie clutched his chest dramatically.
"I need a fucking therapist."
I groaned, yanking a blanket over my lap.
"It's not like I did it on purpose! I just-I was in a rush, and I-"
Jamie gasped.
"OH MY GOD, THE COUCH."
I blinked.
"What about the couch?"
He pointed at it like it was suddenly cursed.
"Bitch, YOU SAT ON IT."
Lila wheezed.
"YOU'RE MARINATING IT."
I buried my face in my hands.
"For the love of God-"
Jamie grabbed a can of disinfectant spray and aggressively misted the air.
"I AM NOT SAFE IN MY OWN HOME."
Lila bolted for the kitchen, muttering under her breath.
"I need alcohol. So much alcohol."
Jamie dropped onto the armrest, dramatically shaking his head.
"You know what? I hope this man keeps your panties. I hope he frames them. Because CLEARLY, you don't deserve them."
I groaned, grabbing my phone and shooting a text back to Dominic.
Lila was hyperventilating.
"I-I need a drink."
I groaned.
"I WAS IN A RUSH!"
Jamie was visibly shaking.
"Bitch, do not tell me this man fingered you into another dimension and then had the audacity to steal your panties."
I groaned again. "They were ripped anyway! I couldn't even wear them-"
Jamie's eyes narrowed, scandalized. "COULD'VE STILL WORN THEM!"
Lila screeched, flopping back on the couch. "OH MY GOD. THIS IS TOO MUCH."
I buried my face in my hands. "I can't with you two."
Lila gasped.
"WAIT. HIS HANDS."
Jamie's eyes went wide.
Silence.
Then-
Lila whispered,
"They were so big."
Jamie leaned back against the couch.
"THE VEINS."
Lila dramatically grabbed a pillow.
"THE FINGERS."
Jamie collapsed onto the floor.
"THE NAILS."
Lila moaned.
"They were so clean."
Jamie gasped.
"AND STRONG."
Lila started fanning herself.
"THE THINGS THEY DID TO YOU."
Jamie grabbed my arm.
"DID YOU EVEN STAND A CHANCE?!"
Jamie nodded like he was conducting an investigation.
"I know those fingers did some serious damage."
Lila clutched my arm.
"Was it life-changing? Be honest."
I groaned loudly.
"I hate you both."
Jamie threw himself onto the couch dramatically.
"Do you know how rare it is to find a man with big, veiny, clean hands? Some men don't even WASH their hands, and this man? This man could model for a Rolex commercial while simultaneously making women worldwide lose their minds."
Lila fanned herself.
"He could crack a walnut with those fingers."
Jamie pointed at her.
"He cracked something tonight."
I shook my head.
Jamie dramatically wiped a fake tear.
"Our bestie got wrecked by veiny hands, and we were not there to witness it."
Lila clutched her chest.
"How do we move forward from this?"
Jamie sighed.
"We don't. We never recover."
I grabbed my phone and furiously texted Dominic.
Me: You're evil.
He responded instantly.
Mr. Derveaux: You love it.
Jamie peeked over my shoulder.
"Bitch, he's not wrong."
Lila draped herself over the couch.
"It's not fair. He has clean, strong, massive, veiny-ass hands just out here ruining lives."
Jamie held up his phone.
"I Googled it. Big hands mean big-"
"JAMIE!" I screamed.
"FEET!" he yelled. "I was gonna say feet, you filthy little harlot!"
Lila burst into laughter.
"That man doesn't need feet. He's already a fucking monster."
Jamie nodded solemnly.
"The devil works hard, but Dominic's hands work harder."
Lila exhaled.
"The dick must be demonic."
I threw myself back onto the couch, groaning.
"I hate my life."
Lila grabbed a throw pillow and slammed it over her face.
Jamie exhaled.
"You know what?" He stood up, smoothing his shirt. "I'm done. I'm moving out. I'm going to live in a convent."
I threw a pillow at him.
"SHUT UP."
And then-
My phone vibrated again.
They both lunged for it.
I screamed.
Lila and Jamie were practically climbing over each other, fighting to grab my phone before I could.
I lunged for it, but Jamie was faster. He snatched the phone and immediately gasped as his eyes scanned the new message.
"OH. MY. GOD." His hand flew to his chest like he was about to have a heart attack.
Lila yanked it from him.
"Bitch, don't be dramatic-"
She read the message.
Then let out an ear-piercing scream.
I ripped the phone from her hands before she could drop it. My heart was already hammering in my chest as I looked down at the screen.
Mr. Derveaux: What a shame. If you were still here, I could've helped with that little problem of yours.
My breath hitched.
Mr. Derveaux: But don't worry, sweetheart. You'll be feeling me again real soon.
I clenched my thighs together so hard that I almost groaned.
Lila smacked my leg.
"BITCH, STOP CLENCHING."
Jamie looked outraged.
"Did this man just-" He clutched his chest. "I-I'm calling the police."
Lila threw herself back against the couch.
"He wants you."
Jamie pointed at me accusingly.
"AND YOU WANT HIM."
I groaned, pressing my palms into my face.
"I hate you both so much."
Lila threw a pillow at me.
"LIES."
Jamie paced the room dramatically.
"Okay, let's break this down. First, he wrecked you. Second, he taunted you by keeping your ripped thong. Third-" He pointed at my phone. "-he's not done with you."
Lila's eyes widened.
"Oh my god." She grabbed my arm. "You're in trouble."
Jamie gasped.
"He owns you now."
I choked.
Lila nodded rapidly.
"That man fucked you into submission. He imprinted on you."
Jamie threw his hands up.
"He's like a feral alpha wolf."
Lila snapped her fingers.
"You're Bella, and he's Edward, except he's hot, rich, and a thousand times dirtier."
I gaped at them.
"ARE YOU BOTH OKAY?"
Jamie ignored me.
"So what are you gonna text back?"
I hesitated.
Lila grinned slowly.
"Oh, you want to say something nasty, don't you?"
I avoided their gazes.
Jamie gasped, grabbing my shoulders.
"OH MY GOD, SHE DOES."
Lila practically vibrated in excitement.
"Fucking DO IT."
I sighed, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. My body was still on fire, my core still pulsing with every wicked memory of his hands, his mouth, his cock-
I bit my lip.
Jamie screamed.
"SHE'S BITING HER LIP."
Lila gasped.
"RAVEN."
I quickly typed and hit send before I could second-guess myself.
Me: You should've never let me leave then.
Jamie choked on air.
Lila collapsed.
I smirked.
"Too much?"
Jamie clutched his chest.
"BITCH, I NEED TO LIE DOWN."
Lila flailed her arms.
"He's gonna eat you alive."
And then-
My phone vibrated again.
We all froze.
Jamie grabbed my wrist.
"Don't look."
Lila shook her head.
"No, look."
I swallowed hard, my thumb hovering over the notification. I inhaled deeply-
And tapped.
Mr. Derveaux: I plan to.
Lila threw herself onto the floor.
Jamie fainted.
I screamed.
Write a comment ...