Dirty (Diamondback MC 1)

“Up.” I slap the inside of her thigh, then help her down. If I’m gonna take Raven, it’s going to be so both of us can see.

“I’m coming. Good grief,” she grumbles. I move to grab a condom out of the drawer beside her hip, pulling out two or three. There’s no way one time with Raven will be enough to sustain this appetite she’s built up inside me.

“Not yet, but you will. Turn around, spitfire. I want you to watch me slide inside your cunt. Imagine it’s me takin’ you bare. Your juices glistening on my cock, my cum coating the walls of your pussy.” Raven’s breath is sharp, heavy, and then, like the badass she is, her body turns around, doing the absolute last thing I expected. She lifts her leg so her knee is up on the dresser, opening herself more to me, one hand on the mirror, the other reaching out towards me.

“Hurry, Maddox.” Fuck, she’s gonna destroy any willpower I have.

“Fuck, you were made for me.” I let the words go without thinking them through. Not that they’re not true, but I wasn’t ready to let her know just how deep I am.

“It’s a good thing I’m thinking the same thing.” Her eyes watch as I roll the condom down on my length, and then I’m behind her.

“Hell, yeah, Raven.” She’s at the perfect level. My hand grabs hold of her hip. “Guide me in.” I watch as she does, her hand soft like velvet, and I know by the time daylight arrives, I’ll have had her mouth on my cock as well as her hands without a goddamn rubber between us.

“Slow.” I can feel how badly she needs me to go slow, the way her cunt is strangling my cock. My eyes cut to the mirror, taking her in. I sink in slower than I fuckin’ care to, but I’m not trying to tear her apart, selfishly because I know I’ll be taking her again and again.

“Fuck, look at us, spitfire.” Her eyes are closed. She’s not listening to a damn word I’m saying, so caught up in her own rapture.

“You gotta see what I’m seeing.” My hand fists her hair, pulling her head up, getting her attention, and finally those gray eyes see what I’m looking at.

“Maddox.” She arches her back, pushing that sweet-as-fuck ass into me, letting me know she’s ready for more, and I fucking take her, hips pistoning, body moving, hers gyrating, which is a damn miracle with how she’s spread out in front of me.

“Look at the way your pussy is fluttering along the length of my cock. Your wetness, fuck, it’s coating me and you.” I groan when a shiver takes over her body. If I’m not careful, I’ll be coming before she does.

“It’s so hot. Fuck me harder.” I’m not gonna deny her or myself, not when it comes to the way she feels. I dip my body, fucking my cock inside her until we’re both breathing choppily. Raven is screaming my name, and I’m tightening my hold on her hip so hard she’ll be bruised tomorrow, but the way she’s convulsing against me, I have lost all control.

“Raven,” I growl in her ear, hating like fuckin’ hell I’m coming in a condom instead of inside her. What I wouldn’t give to watch my cum drip out of her pussy. I can imagine it now. And the way Raven’s cunt tightens around my cock, she pulls me right along, coming with her, and damn if I’m not ready to take her again, maybe this time on the bed.

Twelve

Raven

“Never cleanin’ that mirror again.” I’m barely able to feel my legs, getting more of a workout than working all night at the strip club. My hand left a mark, sweaty from the vigorous way he just worked my body, so strong and powerful. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but he surpassed any expectations that I could ever have.

“Is that so?” I coo. He slowly slides out of me, my center feeling the twinges of how he took me.

“Fuckin’ right it is. Let me get rid of this. You need help getting into bed?” I’m shocked, but I shouldn’t be. Maddox clearly has a rough and rugged edge to him, yet he also has a softer side.

“I’m good. Can I borrow a shirt of yours?” I ask, not knowing what it’s like during the night in the clubhouse, not wanting a party or a fight to break out, someone banging on the door needing Maddox and finding me naked.

“You won’t need it.” He drops it at that. The way my body is tensed up I know it’s in need of a stretch even if it’s the shortened version. I bend over and touch my hands to the floor, soaking in the way it feels. I’m replaying everything that’s happened today, and the good definitely overpowered the bad.