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mind-numbing orgasms. He filled the SUV to the brim with women, and we headed back to his place.
    I fell into a haze. My shirt was missing, my left pectoral had claw marks slashed across the flesh, and I would bet all of my money that there was more than just alcohol in the mystery drink I consumed over and over again.
    I remember staggering from the kitchen into the great room, finding Josh standing in front of his fireplace, bracing the mantel while a dark haired woman was on her knees below him. Upon closer inspection I saw that it was the Patron puker—Chella.
    She’s all yours, Joshy.
    I found my way back into the guest room, tossed the water bottles I got from the kitchen on to the bed, and fell back on the mattress. My companions giggled while they swarmed me. Two sets of hands tore my boxers from my body. One took my mouth with her lips, and the other took all of my dick into her mouth.
     
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    Small tendrils of black haired wisped down Riley’s neck while she sat facing away from the entrance to the Bean There coffee shop. Her messy locks are piled on her head, secured with a pencil, and she had her middle finger lazily swiping around the touchscreen of her tablet.
    I stood and watched her for a few seconds, letting a tiny smile curl in the corner of my mouth. She must have felt me watching her.
    “Hey, creeper.”
    “That’s my girl.”
    “I’m not your girl.”
    I shrug and pull out the chair opposite her. “Immaterial.”
    “How was New York? Catch anything?” Riley grins, and it makes me clench my jaw lustfully.
    “Only a flight home to see you.”
    “Right. Well…I’ve been looking over some of the listings that Bob emailed. There are two good ones that just came up. One of them is in town.” She turns the device and pushes it toward me. “I’m getting a refill. What do you want?”
    You .
    “Just a black coffee. Thank you.” I watch her as she walks away from the table.
    The brunette barista I slept with before I left for New York serves Riley, with a very obvious scowl and glares at me before turning on her heel and sulking into the back room.
    “I don’t even need to ask, do I?” Riley whispers sharply when she places the two cups on the table. “That poor girl.”
    I shrug. “What?”
    “Who were you trying to entice while you banged the shit out of that one?” Riley smirks and leans in with her chin on her palm.
    “No one. But, it was dark so I just pictured you the whole time.”
    Riley lets out an exasperated sigh and sits back, crossing her arms on her chest. “Did you look at the listings?”
    “Not really.”
    “I’d love to start working again. You know, making money…some people like to do that, you know.”
    I raise an eyebrow at her. “If you were with me, you wouldn’t have to work.”
    “Just look at the listings so we can do something productive today before I change my mind.”
    Damn, this girl drives me insane. “Yes, ma’am.”
    Riley narrows her eye at me. “Don’t.”
    “Don’t what exactly?” I ask, innocently.
    “You know what.”
    I know I still have an effect on her. I have since the day she rammed her grocery cart into mine. It took everything in me not to throw her down on the tile floor and tear her clothes off that day. But, she took off like I had the plague…couldn’t get away fast enough.
    “I think I should just buy land and build. What do you think about that?”
    “I think that will take a lot of time.”
    “Time I have.”
    “I’m impatient, Mr. Casey,” Riley cajoles.
    I search vacant lots on Riley’s tablet, coming up with an array of queries. I narrow down in on one, and read over the specs while Riley sits impatiently and beautifully irritated on the other side of the table.
    “Well?” She asks.
    “Let’s go for this one. Two acres. A good sized building, a big parking lot, and nothing but trees behind it.”
    “Reminds me of Pine Ridge.”
    “Yeah, I guess so.” I glance down again at the screen.
    “I think