“No problem, brother. It’s what we’re here for.” I make my way to the shower we keep in the old shed that’s located on the back side of club property. There’s no way I’m going to Raven looking like this. My luck, she’ll think the blood is mine and lose her shit. I smile at the thought of how she’d act if I were the one injured. I bet she’d be worse than either of us could imagine. I’d take her injury any day of the week, though, if it meant I could protect her from the shit she went through, that’s for damn sure. I’ll just have to make sure nothing like this ever happens again. Fuck that. I’ll just keep her attached to me for-fuckin’-ever.
Epilogue
Razor
Six Months Later
“Don’t think I didn’t see you standing in the corner.” She doesn’t dance anymore, much to my pleasure. That had to do with the fact that she’s now a business graduate and that when Diamond’s in the Sky’s manager quit, Shovel and I immediately seeked her out to see if she’d be up for the challenge. Raven thought we were crazy. Apparently, we’re not because the few kinks it did have were straightened out, and when the club is closed on Mondays and Wednesdays, she’s able to hold lessons here for the newer dancers and for the women who are looking to either spice up their life or use it for exercising.
“You think I’m gonna miss a chance to watch my Ol’ Lady dance? Gotta be shittin’ me, spitfire.” I’m sitting at the bar. No one is here, and shit just wrapped up. She’s got the rest of the day off, and I just got back from a run.
“How’d everything go?” She doesn’t ask where I was for the past week or what was done, just making sure everything is handled and I’m home in one piece.
“Good. I’d be a hell of a lot better if you’d move your ass over here, climb on top, and let me eat you,” I grunt. A full week without her means I’m craving Raven any way I can have him.
“Hmm, is that so? How many orgasms are you up for today?” I locked the door after the last person left and used my phone to power down the cameras inside, because I know Raven better than she knows herself, and just what she misses after I’ve been gone for a while.
“Depends on how fast you can strip out of those scraps of clothing you call clothes.” I’m already taking my cut off, standing up to unbuckle my belt, unbuttoning my jeans to alleviate my hard-as-fuck cock, and stripping out of my shirt for easier access.
“I take it you missed me as much as I missed you with the way you’re ready to go at me.” My eyes watch as she takes off her bra and panties, keeping the heels on. She climbs on the bar top, firm breasts swaying with every movement as she crawls towards me.
“Fuck. Love you. Love your mind, and damn do I love your body.” This ain’t my first or second time telling her just how I feel. Raven knows just what I feel for her. There’s no shadow of a doubt how much she owns me.
“I love you, but there’s a question I keep meaning to ask you. Which do you love more, me, your bike, or your cock?” She spreads her legs on either side of me, giving me the perfect view of her cunt.
“You, my cock, then my bike.” I grasp her thighs, pulling her closer.
“Right answer.” Wetness is leaving her body, coating her thighs. I lean up to take her lips with mine, biting at her lower lip, pulling it into my mouth until I have her taste in my mouth.
“I don’t want foreplay. I need you inside me.” My spitfire is ready for my cock, and who am I to deny her?
“Your pussy greedy for my cock, huh?” I back away from her mouth, licking her lips, the head of my cock making a damn fine impression of just how badly I need to be inside her too.
“Always, but I think your dick needs me too,” Raven purrs, chest heaving, tits bouncing, pebbled nipples begging for my mouth to suck on them.
I don’t let her say another word, moving so fast she has no other option but to fall on her elbows to hold herself up as my mouth latches on to her pretty cunt. I don’t tease her. There’s no need for that. We’re both so desperate for one another, she’ll hardly be coming down from her orgasm when I’ll be sliding inside her.
“Maddox,” she groans. One hand moving to my head, pulling me closer to her center. My tongue fucks her pussy like my cock is so desperate to do while my thumb works her clit, rubbing it in firm circles until her thighs are practically squeezing me so tightly, I can barely breathe.