CHAPTER 154: LULLABIES AND LONGING

Silence fell as Pandora waited, but there was no reply. Had she overstepped? She immediately decided to say something, at least to clear the air.

"If you don’t want to, it’s fine," she laughed softly, as if that would return the calm atmosphere, though her heart raced wildly.

Raven noticed her silence, and then he finally spoke.

"Do you want me to sing?" he asked softly, turning to face her where she had been kneeling to towel-dry his hair on the bed.

She sat back on the bed as Raven took the towel from her. He dropped it gently on the bedside table, noticing how calm she had become—too calm. Her earlier excited expression had dimmed, yet he could tell she was trying to act composed.

"You don’t have to worry, Raven. After all, I was only making a suggestion..." Before she could finish, Raven held her hands gently.

"I could sing if you want me to," he spoke softly. She looked at him curiously, waiting to see if he would change his mind, but he didn’t. Her face lit up, then calmed again, as if to confirm, she asked,

"Really?"

Raven nodded, and she moved forward, hugging him tightly. Her fragile hands wrapped around his neck, and her scent once again made his senses spellbound.

Raven knew she was comfortable with him... but he was a man too, and her... her nipples were visible through her silky nightwear.

"Go and sit then," she spoke with a wide smile as she pulled away. Raven nodded, moving to sit at the end of the bed, his back resting against the bed frame.

Pandora moved, and as Raven shifted his gaze, her breasts bounced lightly.

He decided to look at anything—anything at all—but her, knowing that if he looked once more, he might do something unlike him.

But then his body stilled when he noticed she had laid her head down on his lap. This woman really was clueless.

As if that wasn’t enough, she shifted slightly to balance her body, but...

Fuck.

That only made things worse. He clenched his jaw, trying to keep himself intact. This woman was unknowingly torturing him, really giving him a hard time holding himself back.

She looked up at him with a smile, waiting for him to sing. Raven cleared his throat.

He groaned softly when he noticed her shifting her head a bit on his lap—and the fact that her head was resting right atop his....

"Are you hurt?" Pandora asked, looking up at him worriedly after she heard his groan. Raven gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing softly.

"I’m not. I was just wondering if it would be fine with you. I’m not really a good singer..." He was correct about that..he really wasn’t a singing type, but he had actually said that to distract himself. He looked down at her, at those curious and innocent eyes that always made him feel guilty for even thinking such things stared up at him. He refused to shift his gaze from her face, knowing his mind had already pictured her breasts while he suc...

’Raven... behave,’ he scolded himself. He knew a day would come when he would think such naughty thoughts. He was never a fan of these things, always calling them distractions, yet now that same distraction was exactly what he was struggling with.

He cleared his throat again as if that would help him sing, but he stopped when he noticed her giggling.

He lowered his gaze, and she looked up at him, her lips curving widely.

"Oh, Mister Raven is finding it hard to sing," she spoke softly, her eyes glinting with excitement as if she was enjoying every moment of his struggle to try. But if only she knew... his struggle wasn’t with the song—it was with her.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star..." His voice was surprisingly smooth. Pandora’s eyes widened. It shocked Raven too. He had tried humming before, and it was terrible. He had never thought a day would come when he would sing for someone and his voice was actually good while doing it.

He knew his voice wasn’t good...he had once sung to himself, and a guard told him to stop, saying he sounded no less than a dying frog. Yet now, his voice was so smooth that Pandora’s eyes widened and her lips parted.

Raven stopped when he noticed she had begun clapping.

"That was so beautiful!" she spoke with a wide smile as she rolled closer.

Raven’s eyes widened when he noticed her hands were now wrapped around his waist, her face buried in his lower abs—his V-line area.

Pandora had noticed the way he was staring at her, so she had wanted to hide her face, which seemed to burn under his gaze. Not to mention... she hadn’t forgotten that kiss they had today, and it only made her face burn more. She turned, thinking that was the best way to hide, but if only she knew—she had unknowingly cracked the very walls Raven had tried so hard to build.

She got distracted, and to Raven’s surprise, she began to sniff him.

His body turned rigid. She peeked up at him gently with a wide smile.

"Rav, you smell so good," she spoke as she leaned in to sniff him more, totally forgetting he was supposed to sing the lullaby she had asked for.

Raven gritted his teeth as he tried his best to maintain himself. He was at the edge, and any words again would send him into madness—that nickname she had just given him.

Rav.

He gulped his saliva, the silence calming him a little as long as he did not hear her soft, seductive voice....but he had thought too soon.

"Raven," she called his name, and he managed a little hum in response.

"Something is poking my face... oh wait, let me shift it." Before she could raise her hands to shift whatever she thought was poking her, Raven held her hands. She looked at him, her eyes widening.

"Don’t..." he spoke.

As she sat up, she noticed he was sweating. His face and his eyes seemed like he was struggling with something. A frown moved to her lips as she stared at him.

"But I asked you if you were alright. Are you catching a cold or something? Is it fever?" she asked worriedly as she sat up on the bed she had no idea the thing that she had wanted to shift from her face was his pen..oh his penis.

She moved to touch his face, but he was okay. She had asked because she had once had a fever when she was little—she would sweat profusely but still feel cold inside. It was rare, but she did.

"No, it’s not that. I don’t have that," he spoke, avoiding her gaze.

"But..." before she could finish her statement, Raven’s hands moved to her waist as he pulled her. Pandora sat on his lap, and he spread her legs so each could straddle him. He pulled her even closer, and before Pandora knew it, his lips pressed into hers. Everything had happened so fast. She moaned as she felt him push his tongue into her mouth, and she sucked on his tongue.

He kissed her so gently, but the kiss turned more and more hungry. She moaned as fireworks exploded through her body, her eyes widening as his hands moved to her breasts, squeezing them making her body shiver lightly by his touch.

Every moan she gave kept pushing him to the brink. Today he had really held himself back, but he could no longer do that. He pulled away gently, only to begin kissing her jaw, then moved to her neck, sucking it hard and passionately.

Another moan tore from her lips.

"Aahhhm~"

She did not know why she was making all these foreign sounds, but it was like she could not hold back the pleasure. His hands pinched her nipples through the silky nightgown as his sultry gaze met her he was feeling so damn good.

Just as he moved to her collarbone, he stopped.

As Pandora’s eyes met his, her red hair framed each side of her shoulders, her blue bright eyes looking at him with the kind of expression that said, why did you stop? She was really enjoying this—she had never felt this good before. Who knew that being touched by someone could feel this good?

"Dora, are you okay if I go further?"

She nodded, waiting for him to continue, but he did not. She looked at him, waiting.

"Say it. I want to hear it. Call my name too," he spoke, his husky voice fanning her face. Her heart pounded, her cheeks flushed as she spoke.

"I... I want you to touch me, Raven."

To her surprise, he groaned by the raspy seductiveness in her voice—and that groan made her body tingle even more.

Raven’s lips moved as he sucked on her neck, his tongue tracing her skin. He shifted to her collarbone, kissing her there, showering her with kisses as she moaned helplessly.

His hands slid to the back of her neck, and Pandora’s toes curled, her legs tightening around him.

Raven pulled back gently and spoke.

"All this I would be doing to you—never let any other man do it, ever. Is that clear?" His gaze locked with hers. She nodded calmly.

"I won’t," she whispered softly, almost breathlessly, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.

He moved his hands and gently pulled her gown away. Pandora’s face flushed as he removed the nightgown..she was now bare, straddling him.

Raven guided her, and before she knew it, she was on the bed, her hourglass figure exposed before him.

Her legs clamped together as her face burned, noticing his eyes fixed on her so intimately.

"Oh, Dora... you are already fucking wet for me." Before she knew it, he held both her legs with one hand, lifting them, and then—a soft slap connected to her ample butt.