Ray of Time (Ray #4)

  RAY OF

  TIME

  (Ray Series #4)

  E. L. TODD

  This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this novel are fictitious or used fictitiously. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the publisher or author, except in the case of a reviewer, who may quote brief passages in a review.

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

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  Chapter One

  Rae

  I couldn’t stop staring at the clock.

  I was stuck in the lab eight hours a day, but lately, it’d felt like an eternity. The minute hand moved so goddamn slow, and the hour hand looked frozen in place. Every time I tried to focus on a task, I thought of Zeke, which made me look at the clock again. “Would this day just end already?” I whispered under my breath.

  Jenny overheard me from her place at the workbench. “Got big plans tonight?”

  I guess Zeke qualified as big. “I’m seeing this guy...anxious to get to his place.”

  She smiled before she pressed her face into the lens of the microscope and adjusted the magnification. “I’m jealous. The last date I went on was terrible.”

  “Been there, done that.” I’d paid my dues. I went out with a ton of losers, and then I fell in love with the biggest heartbreaker on the planet. He took me for a ride then dumped me by the side of the road.

  “Sounds like this guy is the real deal.”

  “Oh, he is.” Definitely. Absolutely. I finished setting up my petri dishes and locked them in the incubator before I tossed my gloves in the hazard bin. “And this stupid clock is keeping me away from him.”

  “You’ve only got forty-five minutes to go.” She removed the slide she was studying and replaced it with a new one. Then she had to adjust the magnification again. “Are you going to the charity dinner in a few weeks?”

  I remembered seeing a flyer in the break room, but I didn’t pay much attention to it. “I’m not sure.”

  “It’s black tie, and you can bring a date.”

  Zeke would obviously be my date, but Ryker would be there too. That might be awkward for both of them. But then again, Ryker would probably have a date of his own, so it shouldn’t matter. “I’ll think about it.”

  I busied myself in the lab and looked at the clock again. Only five minutes remained before my shift was officially over, and I’d be home free.

  Jenny glanced at me and chuckled. “Just clock out early. No one is gonna care.”

  “Zeke gets off work at the same time. If I show up at his house, he won’t be there.”

  “Even better.” She disposed of her gloves then scrubbed her hands in the sink. “Put on some lingerie and wait on his bed. Every guy wants to come home to that.”

  My body suddenly felt a jolt of heat when I pictured it. Zeke walking through the door in his scrubs and spotting me on his bed, wearing something black, lacy, and very slutty. His clothes would drop, and he would be naked and on top of me in a second. My mouth went dry, and my clit throbbed inside my jeans. I was grateful I didn’t have a cock because I would definitely have a boner right now. “You’re a genius, Jenny.” I shed my lab coat and washed my hands.

  She smiled. “I know. I get that a lot.”

  I dried my hands with the paper towels and vacated my locker at lightning speed. I left the lab as quickly as I could without running. “See you later.”

  “Have fun,” she said with a laugh.

  ***

  Jessie got me a little black number for my birthday a few years ago. It sat in the bottom of my drawer, unused and forgotten. I’d never worn lingerie for a guy before. It was so much work to slow things down just to put it on in another room, and then come back and pick things up again.

  I quickly did my hair and makeup and left my apartment with Safari before Rex came home from work. Like a detective, he always had a million questions about where I was going and when I would be back.

  I had a key to Zeke’s place, so when I arrived, I let myself in. My car was in the driveway, so when he came home, he would know I was there. But he wouldn’t be prepared for what he was about to see.

  I changed in his bedroom, Safari running around in the backyard. He was happy to be outside with grass and trees. There were lots of different places for him to poop and claim his territory.

  I pulled on the black baby doll with matching open crotch panties, along with the black stilettos I borrowed from Jessie and never returned—on purpose. I lay on my stomach on top of his comforter with my knees bent, making my ass look perkier. Then I waited for the sound of the front door.

  Minutes passed, and I kept eyeing the clock, wondering when he would be home. I’d skipped my afternoon snack because I rushed to get over there, and now I was a little hungry. Another twenty more minutes. I feared he’d stopped by the gym or to get a beer with Rex.

  But then I heard the front door open and close. “Rae?”

  “In here.” I quickly adjusted my hair and positioned myself at a good angle.

  His footsteps thudded against the hardwood floor as he walked toward the bedroom. Closer and closer he came before he walked through the open doorway. He clearly hadn’t been expecting to see me like this because he halted the second he crossed over the threshold. His eyes took me in, traveling up my long legs, over my ass, and to the black material that hardly covered anything.

  He didn’t blink as he slowly approached the bed, the heat entering his gaze. He wore his dark blue scrubs, and he peeled off the shirt as he came closer to me. His perfect physique was revealed, his muscled chest and abs. He untied the string to his bottoms and dropped those along with his shoes and socks.

  I watched his clothes drop piece by piece, and I thought he looked way sexier wearing scrubs than I did wearing any kind of lingerie. His body was perfect and could pull off any look—especially the naked one.

  He dropped his boxers next, showing his swollen cock. It hardened the second he walked inside, and the fact that he was so aroused by the sight of me made me feel sexier than I’d ever felt in my life. It gave me a burst of confidence like never before.

  I moved to my knees and kneeled at the edge of the bed, eye level with the sexy god that I called my boyfriend. I ran my hands up his chest and to his shoulder, feeling the strength inside his body. The slab of muscle was harder than concrete, and I loved the way it felt pressed against me when he was on top of me. “Missed you.”

  He watched my lips with his fiery eyes as his hands circled my waist. “Missed you more.”

  I slowly leaned in, taking my time and drawing out the anticipation before our lips finally touched. When I kissed him, it was light�
�more of a tease than anything else. A promise of what was to come.

  He breathed into my mouth and squeezed my hips with his strong hands. Slowly, his palms migrated to my ass, and he gave my cheeks a squeeze. “You look so sexy right now.”

  “Wait until I’m riding you.” I spoke against his lips, feeling my mouth glide over his as my hands continued to move over his chest.

  His fingertips gripped my ass harshly.

  I dug my fingers into his hair before I kissed him on the mouth, feeling my arousal reach its peak. The second I touched him, my body lit on fire, and I didn’t care about my performance. All I wanted was to be with him, to make him feel as good as he made me feel every day. I pulled him onto the bed with me, his massive body covering mine once we hit the sheets.

  I turned him over until his head rested on a pillow. Then I straddled his hips and sat on his long length, feeling my folds lubricate his shaft as they rubbed together. There was a large slit in my panties where his cock could easily slide through, so we wouldn’t have to waste time removing my clothes.

  I gently rocked back and forth, teasing him with my slickness. All the moisture was caused by him, and I wanted him to know that. My nails dug into his chest, and my pushed-up tits were in his face.

  He grabbed my hips and positioned me hard against his cock. “You’ve teased me enough, baby.”

  I grabbed his cock by the base, and then pressed his tip to my entrance. Slowly, I slid down every inch until his entire length was sheathed inside me. He stretched me wider, his cock pulsing with longing.

  A moan escaped from the back of his throat. “Fuck...you’re incredible.” His hands went to my tits over the material and squeezed them hard. “I’ve never been this hard in my life, baby.”

  My nails dug into his skin, and I rocked my hips into him, taking his length in and out. He had an impressive girth, and I could feel his length stretch deep inside me, nearly hitting my cervix. His cock did amazing things to me, making me feel endless pleasure.

  Zeke moved his hands to my ass and guided me up and down his shaft, his face turning red with sweat as we moved together. With every breath, his chest pressed against my hands, feeling like a moving mountain. He looked just as sexy underneath me as he did above me.

  When I ground my hips against him, my clitoris hit his pelvic bone, and it sent a flash of pleasure through me. I was already about to come, in record time. Zeke did incredible things to my body, even when he wasn’t doing anything at all. Months of no action lowered my body’s threshold for a climax. Or perhaps Zeke was just that good. “Zeke, I’m gonna come...” I bounced on his dick harder, feeling the sweat drip down my back.

  He pulled my face to his and kissed me hard on the mouth, his hips still thrusting into me. He rocked his body so he could hit me in the exact spot I needed, making my body burn from the inside out. “Come on. Come all over my dick, baby.”

  Burning hotter than the sun, my body was enveloped in heat, and I exploded. The sensation hit me everywhere, not just between my legs. From my fingertips to my toes, everything burned white-hot. “Zeke.” I couldn’t move my lips against his anymore. All I did was yell and scream uncontrollably, my pussy pulsing around his length with ecstasy. “Yes...yes.”

  Zeke stared at my performance intently, his eyes glued to my face and his hands digging into my hips. He sat up and pressed his lips to my chest, kissing my collarbone and my neck. His strong arms guided my body up and down his length as he licked the sweat from my skin. His mouth migrated to my ear where he breathed deeply. The arousal in his heated breaths echoed in my ear and sent chills down my spine. “I’m gonna come.”

  I loved feeling the weight of his seed inside me. Somehow, it felt better than when I climaxed myself. “Give it to me, Zeke.”

  He kept his lips pressed to my ear as he gave his final pumps. Then he released with a quiet moan, filling me with everything he had.

  I could feel it. It was warm and heavy, full of the satisfaction I just gave him. His cock twitched inside me as he finished, and he kept his mouth pressed to my ear. “You’re welcome to greet me like that every day.”

  ***

  I stood in the kitchen wearing one of his gray t-shirts. It reached my knees, and the cotton felt soft against my skin. Even though it was clean, it still contained his scent. Everywhere I went in the house, it felt like he was with me even if he wasn’t.

  I poured a glass of water and drank it at the counter, replenishing the water I lost as sweat during our rendezvous.

  Zeke walked in after he showered, wearing his sweatpants low on his hips. He didn’t wear a shirt, to my fortune. He snatched the glass of water out of my hands and took a long drink, his Adam’s apple moving every time he swallowed. His blue eyes were glued to mine with a playful expression. After he’d nearly finished all of it, he handed it back. “Too busy to get your own?”

  “You’re my girlfriend. It’s my job to keep you in line.” He leaned against the counter as he stared down at me, the facial hair on his chin now gone because he’d just shaved.

  I loved hearing him refer to me that way. It sent a thrill down my spine because it was possessive. When I saw the woman in the bar grip him by the arm, I nearly lost it. But now, he was mine. And I was his. “I’m the only person who keeps me in line.”

  “My palm against your ass says otherwise.” He gave me a playful slap on the ass before he walked to the back door. Safari was sitting on the patio looking inside through the glass, ready to come inside and get warm. Zeke opened the door and allowed him inside before he shut it again.

  Since this was the first time Safari had seen him that day, he pawed Zeke’s leg then licked his hand.

  “Nice to see you too, boy.” Zeke kneeled down and gave him a good rubdown, running his fingers through the fur on Safari’s back and chest.

  Any guy I dated had to be a dog lover, so the fact that Zeke was so good with Safari just made me fall for him harder. I loved seeing him take Safari on walks or play fetch with him in the backyard. Sometimes, I wondered if Zeke loved Safari just as much as I did.

  Zeke washed his hands in the sink once he was finished playing with Safari, the doctor side of him coming out. Safari jumped on the couch and rested his chin on his paws, his eyes growing heavy after running around in the backyard for the past hour.

  I stood next to the sink and watched him scrub his hands then pat them dry with a paper towel. “Can I ask you something?”

  He tossed the damp paper towel into the trash before he cornered me against the counter. Each hand gripped the edge, blocking me in so I couldn’t get away.

  Not that I would ever try.

  “You can ask me anything, baby.” He kissed the corner of my mouth softly, his lips feeling heavenly against mine.

  The gentle kiss was so good I lost my train of thought. I stared at him blankly, unsure what I was going to say.

  Zeke smiled when he understood the effect he had on me. “What’s your question?”

  “Oh, yeah...” I shook off the butterflies in my stomach. “If I overstay my welcome, will you promise to tell me? I know I’ve been here every day for two weeks—”

  He silenced my words with a kiss, pressing his mouth hard against mine so I could no longer speak. He sucked my bottom lip gently before he pulled away. “Move in for all I care. I want you here.”

  I melted for the zillionth time that day. “Yeah?”

  “Yeah.” He cupped my face and kissed me again, this time with purposeful softness. His fingertips dug into my hair, and he made me swoon on the spot. When our tongues met, I felt the breath leave my lungs.

  We’d just had an incredible round of sex, but I already wanted more. My pussy ached for him like it’d been a lifetime since I last felt him. I kissed him harder and felt his chest with my fingertips, my knees shaking from the rush.

  Zeke gently turned me around and pressed my stomach against the counter. His lips continued to kiss me as he craned his neck so he could reach my mouth. His hand lif
ted my shirt to the edge of my back, and he pulled down my thong to my thighs. He must have removed his sweats and boxers because his cock was pressed to my entrance, ready to stretch me once more.

  He hooked his arm across my chest to keep me stationary before he thrust his cock inside me with one fluid motion.

  “Oh, god...” Somehow, it felt even better than he did earlier.

  He breathed against my mouth as he thrust into me. “I want to fuck you like this every single day, Rae. Every goddamn day.”

  ***

  It was only eight o’clock, but Zeke and I were already in bed. After hours of good sex, we were cuddled together under the blankets, Safari lying at the foot of the bed. Thankfully, Zeke had a king-size bed; otherwise, it would have been difficult for all three of us to sleep together.

  Zeke had his arm around my waist with his face pressed to mine. He stared into my eyes while hardly blinking, content just to look at me. Sometimes his fingers would glide through my hair, and other times, he would run his hand down my leg, exploring my body even though he’d already done it dozens of times.

  I was just as entertained staring at him. With that handsome face and perfect body, I could do it all day. Of all of his great features, his face was the best. He had kind eyes, the windows to his pure and beautiful soul. He had a strong jaw that my mouth loved to kiss. And he had a smile that could chase away any storm. When I looked at him, I saw my best friend for the past twenty years. But I also saw the dreamiest and hunkiest guy in the world. Now I could see them both at any given point in time, and it made me wonder why I never saw him that way before. How was I so ignorant to the treasure right before my eyes? Why did I waste so much time in relationships that would only hurt me?

  Zeke’s hand rested on my neck, right where my pulse was. “What are you thinking about?”

  My hand glided over his chest, feeling the line where the two sections of muscle met. “How I didn’t notice you for so long.” My hand trailed down his stomach to the hard grooves of strength. “I don’t know what was wrong with me.”

  His eyes softened. “We’re together now, and that’s all that matters.”