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planning to walk back to your car?”
    “No, asshole,”
she whispered, stroking my cock just right before caressing her pussy with the
head. “I’ll just steal your fucking bike. You left your keys in your jeans. I
believe they’re somewhere near the front door.”
    “Fuck,” I
groaned as she teased me by sliding my cock inside her an inch then pulling
away. “Steal it. I don’t care.”
    “I wasn’t asking
for your permission, but thanks, lover,” she said, pressing downward and taking
me in one hard thrust. “I’m glad I didn’t break it last night.”
    “You and me
both,” I whispered, running my fingers down her slim shoulders.
    A good hard fuck
later, she stared at me in a sleepy way. Raven needed more rest after all our
fun. I know I sure as hell did.
    “My dick needs a
nap,” I told her while brushing hair away from her face.
    “I should go.”
    Resting on my
back, I sighed. “I need a nap too.”
    “After we sleep,
you’ll drive me to my car, so I can go home?” she muttered with her eyes half
closed.
    “No, we’ll get
something to eat then I’ll take you to Jodi’s for your car.”
    “Getting
something to eat sounds like a date and I’m not dating anyone,” she said,
forcing her eyes open.
    “It’s not a
date, crabapple. We’re friends with benefits. We’ve done the benefits. Now,
let’s do the friend crap.”
    “I don’t want to
be your friend,” she said, cuddling up against my arm.
    Smirking, I
pulled a sheet over us. “Of course, you do. I’m awesome.”
    “I don’t want to
eat with you.”
    “You need to
keep your strength up, Raven, because I’m really looking forward to fucking you
at your place. Doing a chick in more than one location is my thing.”
    A grinning Raven
nuzzled the “Hungry Like a Wolf” tattoo on my shoulder. “You’re an idiot.”
    “Fuck you,
darling. I’m the Einstein of the Reapers. Now, shut up and go to sleep.”
    Once again,
Raven dozed off with a smile on her face. I followed her into sleep and woke
hours later to find her in the shower. The little bitch tried teasing me with a
sexy dance before attempting an escape when I needed relief. Catching her, I
pulled Raven under the water where she struggled lamely until giving up and
climbing me.
    “I want to say
no,” she murmured as I filled her. “Make you suffer and beg, but you look too
damn sexy wet. I can’t help myself.”
    “I don’t blame
you,” I whispered in her ear. “I’ve seen myself wet.”
    Raven laughed
and held on as I fucked her hard. She got so loud that I didn’t want to stop.
The sounds of her moans were like music and my name on her lips was like
applause. Holding her as we caught our breath, I told myself I was simply in
lust with her hot body and feistiness. Unfortunately, I was curious about the
rest of her too. The dressed Raven interested me more than I should ever allow.
    Wearing my tee
over her shorts, she studied the sink counter. “You smell like chocolate.”
    I handed her the
Axe spray. “It brings all the girls to the yard.”
    Raven laughed
again while spraying herself. Her voice had a rough quality like a ballsy truck
stop waitress. Maybe it was the cigarettes, but I suspected she always sounded
that way. The toughness of her voice and attitude fought against the face of an
angel.
    When she was
relaxed, Raven was the picture of innocence. When she was feisty, she was sex
kitten personified. When she was angry, I worried she would neuter me. Raven
was a winning combination.
    “What’s with all
the wolf tats?” she asked, tracing the one on my back. “Wait, is there a sob
story behind them because I’m not really interested in pitying you.”
    Glancing over my
shoulder at her, I smirked. “Lone wolf, daisy. My wolves are always alone.”
    “And the skulls
and grim reaper tats are because you’re a bad ass, I take it,” she said, now
examining the Reapers Motorcycle Club tattoo. “This was once a Devils tat,
right? Aaron said it was a