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“You don’t lock your front door?” I asked as I ripped my lips from his and looked around the dark house. I mentally slapped my forehead wondering why in the hell I would say that. A gorgeous man just told me he had been waiting for me and all I can think about is the fact he didn’t lock his front door.



Raider chuckled low and kept walking, flipping on lights as he went. “You’d have to be mighty stupid to break into my house. Everyone knows I’m part of the Reckless Devils.”



“That scares me.”



Raider stopped in his tracks and looked down at me. “You only have to be afraid of me, baby, if you’ve done something to the club or me. Last I checked, the only thing you’ve done is give me blue balls for the last six months.” A small smirk spread across his lips, and I couldn’t help but laugh.



“That’s all fine and well, but I had no idea I was doing that.”



“Trust me, baby. Every man who sees you leaves that bar with a raging hard on.”



I threw my head back laughing, and Raider’s arms tightened around me. “You’re absolutely crazy,” I laughed. I tilted my head back down and my eyes connected with Raider’s.



“Fucking oblivious,” he muttered. He walked into the kitchen, but I only had a glimpse of it before we were headed down a hall and then up a flight of stairs. He stopped at the second door on the right, somehow finagling open the door and flipped on the light. “I’m about to open your eyes to everything you are and show you everything you deserve. First, I’m going to unwrap you like a damn present.” He set me down, and he took a step back as his eyes raked over me.



“Hmm, I thought you only get presents for your birthday or for a holiday?”



Raider pulled his phone out of his pocket, swiped up and down a couple of times then shoved his phone back in his pocket. “It’s fucking Columbus Day today. Now, I want my damn present.”





“Columbus Day?” I laughed.



“It’s recognized by the damn post office as a holiday.”



“So that makes it official?”



“I’d tell you today is Christmas just to get you in my damn bed.”



I looked him up and down, the faint outline of his impressive shaft in his jeans and I did the only thing I could. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor. “Happy Columbus Day.”



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Raider



Mickey reached behind her, unhooking the clasp of her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her lush, round, perfect tits were on display, and all I could do was stare. “You’re fucking killing me, baby,” I croaked. Her hands went to the zipper of her short jean skirt, and I stopped breathing as she slowly pulled the zipper down.



Her skirt fell to the floor, a puddle of fabric around her feet and she took a step towards me. I reached out, wrapping my arms around her and pulled her flush against my body. “Hmm, I think you have too many clothes on, Raider.”



“I guess you’re going to have to help me get out of them.” Her fingers went to the hem of my shirt in the back, and she worked the shirt over my head, flinging itslamme over my head. Her lips were a breath away from mine, and I couldn’t resist her any longer. I threaded my fingers through her hair and slammed my lips down on her mouth.



She whimpered and dug her fingers into my back, her body melting into mine as I ravaged her mouth. I grabbed the waistband of her underwear and slowly worked them down her legs. I tore my lips from hers and kneeled down in front of her as she stepped out of her underwear. “So fucking beautiful,” I growled as my fingers traced over the lips of her pussy that were wet with her desire.



He body trembled above me, and she put her hands on my shoulders to keep her from falling. “Raider, please,” she moaned as I grabbed her lush thighs and pulled her sweet pussy to my lips.



“Mine,” I growled as my tongue parted her moist lips and her sweet taste hit my tongue. My tongue flicked her clit, and I felt a tremor rock throughout her body while her fingers dug into my shoulders, trying to hang on. “Spread your legs, baby.” I looked up, her deep green eyes fogged with desire staring back down at me.



She shuffled her legs out, giving me more access to touch and taste. Her breathing became labored, almost panting, as I resumed my assault on her sweet clit. I nipped her clit between my teeth then quickly soothed it by sucking it into my mouth. “Raider,” she moaned above me.



My fingers parted the lips of her pussy, and I quickly flicked her clit with my tongue. She panted softly, her legs tensed as I flicked her clit one last time and she came all over my tongue, her pussy drenched with her desire. I leaned back just as her legs gave out and I managed to catch her in my arms, and she straddled my legs.



“Hmm,” she hummed as she buried her face in my neck and wrapped her arms around me. “What the hell did you just do to me?”

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