Heart of Ra

Why he had to tease her and push her to the limits was beyond him. He wasn't expecting for her to actually accept the challenge. Ramses groaned inwardly as she moved against him, locking her arms around his neck while she moved her hips against his. He clenched his teeth as his pants grew a little too tight and started to move with her. Pressing her firmly against him, Cleo gasped.

“This is what you're doing to me, nuri.” He shouldn't have made a claim on her but the way he was drawn to her spoke volume. He needed to find out if she had his mark, it was the only way he would be able to come to understand why he felt so drawn to her. Cleo smiled sweetly and ran her fingers into his hair, and pulling slightly as lightly kissed his chest, shoulder and neck all the while moving her hips against his groin. He groaned and bit back a growl, gripping her ass. If she kept this up, he was going to take her right now on the dance floor. Ramses hissed through his teeth as one of her hands rubbed him against the material, making him harder than what he was.

“Thanks for the dance.” Then she vanished from his arms. He blinked and looked around while his breathing slowly started to settle down. Where the hell did she go? Looking around, he spotted her at the entrance of the club where she smirked and winked at him before leaving. Oh, she was so going to pay.

Cleo couldn't help but grin on the elevator ride. Poor Ramses, he issued a challenge and couldn't keep up. She chuckled. Really, she should be feeling bad but if he hadn't forced her to go that far, then he would be fine. She sighed as she got off the elevator and walked down the hallway while taking off her jacket. Dancing was exhausting but it did warm her up. Cleo wondered if Ramses found a girl in the club after she left. For some reason it bothered her and it annoyed her that it was bothering her. She barely knew the guy yet, it also felt like she known him forever. Ugh, her head was so messed up. Walking into her room, she closed it and locked it behind her before tossing her jacket on the small couch in the room. She needed to change and she was positive he was going to be with girls in the club so she didn't have to worry about him. Heading into the bedroom, she took off her clothes and put on a black tank top, matching her panties. She stretched as she headed into the kitchen, the moonlight being the only light in the room, something she actually enjoyed. Turning on any lights would just be ruining the moment. She poured herself a glass of water and took a small sip while glancing around only to freeze in her spot. She had to be hallucinating. He tilted his head with a small smile.

“Did you really think I wouldn't come after you after what you did?” Even the sound of his husky voice made her mouth water and shiver in delight. What the hell was wrong with her? Playing it cool she shrugged and finished her water, placing the cup in the sink and walking through the small living room.

“I'm not the one who got all hot and bothered but I am tired so I'm going to bed. Feel free to let yourself out.” She really needed to lock that other door. Faster than she could blink, she was pinned to her bed with Ramses above her and between her legs.

“I think I should repay you for that….little number you did.” He lightly brushed her lips with his, a small gesture and yet she wanted more. She licked her lips and couldn't help but feel satisfaction as he watched. Cleo sucked in a breath as he pressed his hard on against her core. Damn him. Damn him. Damn him. Ugh, he was turning her on and both loved it and hated it. He was starting a fire in her and if he continued, she wasn't going to let him leave until it was put out. Biting her lip she decided to play the innocent card.

“What are you going to do to me?” Let's see if he play along.

Ramses stared at her and smirked at her question. Cleo definitely knew how to play the right games with him.

“Well first I think it's time I repay you for the hard on you gave me.” Her cheeks tinted pink before he pressed himself against her, earning a moan. He rocked himself against her and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Stopping, he looked down and froze, noticing she wasn't wearing pants, just a tank top and panties. Fucking hell, she was pushing him to his limits. He could sense her arousal and it was killing him to not just rip the little clothing she had on and dive into her. Ramses shook his head and got off her. He couldn't take her, not like this. Running a hand through his hair, he walked out of her bedroom and plopped down on the small couch. He couldn't continue until he knew she had the mark but even then, he didn't know if he would be able to control himself. Cleo walked in rubbing her shoulder and he sighed.

“Come here.” He placed a pillow on the floor between his legs and she sat down without a complaint. He started rubbing her shoulders, earning a small moan from her until his hand ran over a small, sending small electrical currents up his hand and a small gasp from her mouth. What the hell was that? Ramses moved his right hand over the same spot and the same thing happened and she let out a small moan as she gripped his legs. That was interesting. Raising a brow, he turned on the small lamp that was by the couch and looked at her shoulder, his eyes widened in surprise. Sure enough, the eye of Ra was right there. The old man wasn't crazy after all.

“It’s just a birthmark.” He must've been staring too long before he looked at her.

“Is it always sensitive?” Cleo shook her head before rubbing at it.

“It’s never bothered me til today. Which is really weird.” His lips twitched before running his finger along the outline, making her gasp and pant against his leg. Funny how things turned in his favor.

“In ancient times, when one was born with the mark of a god, it was considered a great honor.” He kept tracing making her moan. At the rate this was going, he was sure she was going to have an orgasm right there on the floor. And he was doing was tracing her birthmark.

“It’s...just….a… Birthmark.” She management to get out between moans and pants. Cleo's eyes were starting to glaze over and her nails dug into his legs. Ramses chuckled before licking her neck, making her moan louder. Her moans were something to cherish but making her cum was going to have to wait. After all, she was the one that started it and she was close. Pulling away from her, he leaned back against the couch and stretched before standing and looking at her flustered face. It was adorable.

“Get some sleep. If you can.” He walked into his with a satisfied smile on his face. Soon the real fun would begin.