RAVEN

The next morning, the mansion smelled like fresh coffee and tension. Mom and Richard were at the breakfast table chatting about their upcoming anniversary trip, completely oblivious. I sat across from Kai in a thin silk robe that barely covered anything, my thighs still sticky from the way he'd woken me up at dawn - fingers deep inside me, whispering filthy denials until I was shaking.

Kai's foot slid up my calf under the table, pressing against my bare pussy. I bit my lip hard, trying not to moan as he rubbed slowly.

"Raven, honey, you look flushed," Mom said, smiling. "Everything okay with settling in?"

"Perfect," I managed,...