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He places his hands on my hips and devours me with his eyes. I grab his jeans, rip the button through the hole, and reach inside with one hand while the other drags down his zipper. I pull his monster of a dick out, careful not to hurt him. Enclosing it in a fist, I stroke him slowly. His head falls back and he moans.

“I need help.”

He lifts me while I move my panties to the side and position him at my entrance. As I slide down, I revel in the stretch and slight bit of pain that always comes with him entering me. Fully seated on his lap, I contract my muscles, squeezing him while I coil my arms around his neck.

“Fuck,” he groans.

He smacks my ass then grabs it with both hands, guiding me up and down.

“Tits,” he orders.

With a smile, I pull the neckline of my dress down and release the girls. He licks at a nipple, pulling me down harder on his erection. “Aah!”

I don’t know which hurts more, my sore nipples or him impaling me on his huge dick.

“Raven?” He halts, concern in his voice and written all over his face.

“I’m fine. But I thought I was fucking you?”

“You are. I’m just helping.” He grins.

I reach behind me and grab the handlebars as he makes me ride him. I hope to God we don’t fall off this thing. Me and my bright ideas. It was worth it, though.Sofucking worth it.

“Fuck. Now every time I ride, I’m going to see your tits bouncing in front of me.”

I clench around him as tightly as I can. He groans, pressing me into his groin.

“Think aboutthatwhen these bitches are all over you.”

He lifts me and slams me back down. Pain shoots through my body and my thighs quake.

“Dios!”

“Don’t tell me about bitches when I’m fucking my pussy,” he growls.

“Just make sure they know this ismydick.”

“Always.”

He starts to move me again, but we’re interrupted when a surprised shriek comes from my left. I turn my head and see a fucking ghost.

CHAPTER 20

***Gage***

Well, damn. Lonnie. Never thought I’d see this bitch again. She’s standing there looking like she just walked in on a murder. But she’s not my concern. Raven’s gone tense. Tek walks up behind Lonnie and I quickly pull Raven to me, crushing her to my chest to shield her breasts.

“Sorry, boss,” Tek apologizes hurriedly.

He grabs Lonnie’s hand, drags her away from the door, and closes it. Raven tries to wiggle her way out of my arms.

“Help me down.”

“Where are you going? We’re not done.”

“I’m not in the mood anymore, Gage. Just let me down.”

God knows I don’t want to, but I concede. She fixes her dress and heads inside. With a sigh, I force my dick back into my jeans and follow behind, ignoring everyone as I make a beeline for my room. She’s in the middle of undressing when I enter. I just want to get back inside her, but I tamp down my urges. Something’s wrong. I sit on the bed and pull her onto my lap.