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His jaw tightened as someone slapped the back of his head, and Ryder walked around to join us with a smirk. “Now, now. Don’t bully Riley or she’ll beat you to death.”

“Says the guy who tries to fuck Luna all the time,” Maddox sneered, rubbing his head. “You tease her more than any of us, asshole.”

“Yeah, but she currently has a bat on one side of her, and a glass bottle in her hand. Pick your battles, bro.” He snorted, frowning as he looked across the track. The track was pretty fancy for this town, but we’d thrown a lot of money at it to make it a safe place for kids to race. A lot of padded safety barriers surrounded the main track, the dirt replaced by a fresh blacktop, and everyone who raced had to put their names down and sign a bunch of shit for legal reasons. A lot of kids from out of town probably used fake names, but we tried to do as much as possible to ensure everyone was safe and understood track rules.

The only real rule we had was you weren’t allowed to deliberately cause someone to crash, you had to win by skill. I personally liked breaking rules, but since my family were the ones in charge, it would look bad if I did. I only played dirty if I had a street race, but I couldn’t tell my family that.

For starters, they’d kill me if they knew I raced illegally on public roads where anything could happen. It gave me a thrill that the track could never give me.

An engine rumbled close by, and Reid’s 1995 matte black Dodge Challenger parked beside Zane’s Shelby, both doors opening as Reid and his best friend, Logan Donahue, climbed out, Logan pulling the seat forward to let Raven Pierce and Zavier out of the back.

I ran my eyes over Raven, not giving a shit if she caught me checking her out. If she didn’t want me looking at her, she shouldn’t look so fuckable. I’d never push my attraction on her hard though, only little comments to let her know my door was always open for her if she chose.

She ran her fingers through her bright blue hair, her chipped, black nail polish catching my attention as I inspected her hands. Her nails were filed short, making me wonder if she kept them short on purpose so she could fuck herself, or if it was because she bit them out of nervousness.

“Just ask her instead of standing there gawking.” Logan cackled, my eyes drifting to his. He was the jokester of their group, and he was also the biggest whore out of all of them.

I raised an eyebrow, giving him a bored expression. “Ask her what?”

“For a fuck. You’re waving afuck meflag at her,” he said with a wink. “I’ll put in a good word for you if you let me watch.”

“You’re a pig,” I replied as I turned my eyes back to Raven to see her glaring at us. “Besides, I know I have no chance with her. I can’t bullshit my way into her bed. She’s too smart for that.”

“You’ve got that right. I don’t like pussy either.” She snorted. “But I’m flattered that the infamous Riley Donovan wants to get me in bed.”

“I wouldn’t be flattered if I were you,” Jett piped up like the asshole he was. “It’s not like she has a high standard. She’ll fuck anything.”

“Says the reformed manwhore,” I threw back. “You have no room to judge me, Emerson.”

“I wasn’t judging you. I was simply pointing out a fact.” He grinned. “Yo, Logan. You need to get yourself some wheels so we can race.”

“I could beat you on foot.” Logan laughed, the two of them bantering as I rolled my eyes and pulled my phone from my pocket. Those two were as bad as each other, and it was no surprise that they got along so well.

I flicked through messages, smirking as I discovered a nude. I didn’t recognize her face, but I remembered her tits. How could I forget those piercings?

“I didn’t know you were fucking Sherry.”

I glanced up, finding Logan peering down at my phone, amusement in his tone as he continued. “She’s tight. Well, she was before I got my dick in her. I ruined that pussy for life.”

Raven scoffed with disgust, but I couldn’t help the taunting smirk that took over my face. “You must have a pin dick then since she nearly snapped my finger with her pussy when she came. She said I was the best fuck she’s ever had too.”

“It’s a shame you’re into girls. I bet you’ve got a filthy mouth in the bedroom,” he groaned out, his hands dropping to my waist as I grabbed the front of his shirt and tugged him against me to speak softly in his ear.

“You think you could rock my world, Donahue?”

His fingers flexed against my skin as they confidently slipped under my hoodie, a chuckle leaving him. “I know I could. Maybe you just haven’t found the right guy yet.”

“I’m not attracted to guys,” I murmured, suddenly slamming my knee up into his junk, making him hunch over in pain. “And for your information, if I was straight and you ever got me into bed, you’d be on your knees while I pegged you. There’s a reason they call me daddy, and it’s a good thing I’m gay because no man could handle me. I’m doing you all a favor if you ask me.”

“You’re not very nice,” he wheezed, cupping his balls as everyone else snickered at him. I got a kick out of guys thinking they could turn me straight. It really made my week when I got to put them back in their place.

“I never claimed to be nice, fuck face. Get away from me before you scare all the girls away,” I said dryly, swigging my vodka and giving Raven a slow once-over as she stared at me with annoyance as if trying to size me up for hurting her friend. “He’s right though. I’d fuck you. You know where I am if you want to have some orgasms that aren’t from your own hand.”

“Fuck off, Riley,” she bit out sharply as I walked off, leaving the others chuckling behind me while they teased Logan for falling for my bullshit so easily.

Landon jogged towards me, dropping an arm around my shoulders with a smirk. “What did pretty boy do? I saw you knee him in the family jewels.”

“He’s just a pig. Are you racing or strolling around looking for pussy?” I joked, knowing for a fact he wasn’t looking for company. I was the only person he’d told about his sexuality, and he was as gay as me.