Chapter 220: Over and Over
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Raymond was so drunk that Nancy had to call on the penthouse security guards just to help carry his weight up to his place. She didn’t know the passcode, and Raymond was too far gone to even mutter it.
Thankfully, she fished his keycard out of his wallet, and the door clicked open with ease.
The guards placed him on the bed before leaving. As soon as the door shut, Nancy exhaled in relief and turned her attention to the mess sprawled before her.
She slipped his jacket off, then unbuttoned his shirt with steady hands, peeling the fabric away from his hot skin. Grabbing a warm towel, she wiped down his chest, arms, and face, carefully refreshing him.
When she finally leaned back, ready to grab him something clean to wear, a firm hand caught her wrist.
"Where are you going?" Raymond’s voice was low, rough, and surprisingly clear.
"I’m getting you clothes," Nancy replied, blinking at him in surprise.
His lips curved into a wicked smirk. "No need. Neither of us is wearing anything tonight."
Before she could respond, he yanked her down onto the mattress, his weight pinning her against the sheets. His eyes burned with hunger, his breath fanning hot against her cheek.
"But you’re drunk," Nancy whispered, her chest heaving as her pulse spiked. "I don’t want you passing out or worse, vomiting while we’re in the middle of..." Her words faltered under his gaze.
Raymond’s grin darkened. "If that’s what you’re worried about, don’t. That little spa treatment of yours sobered me up." His thumb brushed along her jawline, possessive. "And trust me, I won’t stop fucking you until you can’t move a single muscle."
Before she could answer, his mouth crashed onto hers, fierce and demanding.
The kiss was brutal in its need, yet intoxicating in its fire. Nancy gasped into his lips, then surrendered, clutching at his shoulders as the heat between them ignited. His hands roamed with unrestrained hunger, tearing down every boundary she had left.
Rather than resisting, Nancy met his intensity head-on, kissing him back with equal fervor, her body arching into his as though she’d been waiting for this all along.
Raymond wasted no time. The moment Nancy surrendered to his pull, he stripped her with the kind of practiced skill that spoke of dangerous experience.
Her dress falling away, her corset unfastened in one effortless move. She was left bare beneath his gaze, and the hunger in his eyes darkened like a predator who had cornered his prey.
He descended on her without restraint, his mouth searing a path along her skin, neck, collarbone, the swell of her breasts, the soft curve of her stomach, the inside of her thighs. Every kiss was rough, every lick greedy, every bite a mark of ownership, like a starving lion devouring a long-denied feast.
"Raymond..." Nancy gasped, shivering under the relentless assault. "Be gentle, just a little. You’ll cover me in kiss marks, and I have a photoshoot on Monday."
His lips curved against her skin, still sucking hard at her breast. "You don’t want them to see that I claimed you tonight?" he muttered between kisses, his voice low, taunting.
Nancy’s fingers tangled in his hair, half in protest, half pulling him closer. "I don’t mind," she breathed. "But you always leave too many... it takes forever to hide them. You’re a monster in bed."
Raymond chuckled darkly, lifting his head just enough to meet her eyes. "Isn’t that what you like? You crave monsters in bed."
Nancy rolled her eyes, though her flushed cheeks betrayed her arousal. "I only want you. You know that."
His smirk widened, wicked and triumphant. "I know. That’s why I’ll make sure to reward you tonight."
And with that, he slid lower, his hands prying her thighs apart. Before she could catch her breath, his mouth was on her, ravaging her with a feral hunger, tongue relentless, lips merciless.
Nancy cried out, arching off the bed, caught between pleasure and surrender as Raymond devoured her like a man determined to make her body remember him long after dawn.
"Fuck! Raymond! Ahh!" Nancy writhed beneath his tongue, her nails clawing at the sheets as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her.
Raymond held her thighs wide, his mouth unrelenting, until her cries cracked into broken moans that filled the room. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he pulled back, his lips glistening with her arousal, his smirk wicked.
Without a word, in one swift motion, his body towering over hers, hard muscle, raw heat, and a need she could feel radiating from him.
Her breath faltered as her gaze fell to his erection, thick and hard, standing proud and ready.
"Raymond..." she whispered, her voice trembling with both anticipation and need.
He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with slow, deliberate strokes against her slick folds, making her body jolt with each graze. Then, with one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, forcing a gasp from Nancy’s lips as her back arched high.
"Ahh—!" she cried, clinging to him, her nails digging into his back.
Raymond groaned low, savoring the tightness that wrapped around him. "Fuck, Nancy... you feel like heaven."
He began to move, slow at first, dragging himself out before slamming back in with bruising force.
The bed rocked under the rhythm of his thrusts, each one harder than the last, until the room echoed with the sound of skin meeting skin.
Nancy’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she matched his pace, hips rising to meet every powerful drive.
"Raymond... faster... harder," she begged breathlessly, her voice breaking.
Obliging, he gripped her hips and pounded into her with merciless rhythm, claiming her with every thrust. His lips crashed onto hers, devouring her moans as his tongue tangled with hers in a kiss as raw and primal as their bodies.
She was lost in the storm of him, the way he filled her, the way he looked at her like she was his possession, his obsession.
His pace was unrelenting, their bodies slick with sweat, their cries echoing off the walls.
Nancy’s legs wrapped tightly around him, pulling him deeper, needing all of him. "I’m... Raymond, I’m going to come... Ahh!" she screamed as pleasure detonated inside her, her climax ripping through her like fire, her body convulsing around him.
Her orgasm dragged him with her. Raymond gritted his teeth, thrusting harder, faster, until with a guttural growl, he released deep inside her, filling her in hot, pulsing waves.
He collapsed against her, both of them panting, bodies tangled, hearts racing in sync, until he moved to her side with closed eyes.
"She’s going to really marry her, not just for show... It’s real this time..." Raymond uttered.
Nancy stiffened at what she heard. She quickly looked at him and saw tears falling from his eyes.
"How could you, Georgia? After all I had to sacrifice for you, how could you just leave me like that?" Raymond said before dozing off.
Nancy stood up, quickly picked up her clothes, and dashed off to the bathroom. She leaned against the door and slipped to the floor with tears flowing from her eyes.
But she didn’t let the tears stay on her face for long. She wiped it up and said, "I won’t let all my sacrifices go to waste. If I have to drug Raymond over and over again, just so he would forget you, then I would!"