“Exactly. Fuck is right. I mean, musicians are so insecure. She’s a giant star.”

Raven’s eyes dart up to mine at her mother’s bitchy voice. Have to hand it to Rachel—she truly believes the world revolves around her.

I grin, pulling Raven’s hair back as she pops off me, saliva dripping down her mouth, and I almost growl like a caveman at how fucked up I am. This is hot, and I have zero intention of stopping.

“Suck,” I demand, grinning at her small gasp as my thumb rubs back and forth on her full, pouty lips and dips in and out of her mouth.

“It really does suck. And, oh my God, I ran into Gigi. I almost didn’t recognize her. She’s gained probably thirty pounds. I was embarrassed being seen with her.” Rachel continues to badmouth a friend, spewing ugliness.

Tilting my head, I stare down at Raven, wondering if she’s like her mother. Not that I care. I’m satisfying a craving, and I guess helping her out. Who stays a virgin at nineteen? My hand tightens on her hair, and I jerk her head back, looking into her sapphire eyes as if I can find answers. They swim with desire and something else, but I’m not the one who should figure that out.

Despite how much of a bitch Rachel is, I am going to marry her. “Breathe through your nose.” I smirk as I remove my thumb and replace it with my cock.

And I forget everything else. No more listening to Rachel tell me she is breathing. All I want is to watch Raven suck and try to take my giant cock as far as she can.

She gags, but her blue eyes stay locked with mine. Back and forth, I guide her head as my balls, slick with her saliva, tighten.

“Fuck, that’s it.” She sucks harder and it feels so good, so right, that I don’t try to hold back. I shove her head onto my pulsing cock as it hits the back of her throat.

“Jesus Christ.” I hold her head tight and fucking come, my cock jerking till I feel the pleasure all the way to my toes.

I let up enough to watch her swallow my cum. She keeps sucking on me like I’m a Popsicle on a hot day, licking the tip as she takes every drop.

Then she stands and smiles as if she’s proud, and she should be. She’s made me forget everything but her, a feat that I can’t remember ever happening.

“Jett? Are you there?” My eyes stay on hers, but I walk to the bed and grab my cell.