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  “I know. They gave me a couple of other bandages along with some extra ointment,” I replied. “It’s really not as bad as I thought it was, though.”

  “That’s good.”

  I nodded and looked down at Billy again. “I gave him some of that medicine for his ear. It’s in the mini-refrigerator. Remind me not to forget that stuff tomorrow.”

  “I’ll write myself a note,” she said, walking over to the other bed. “By the way, there’s another robe in the bathroom.”

  “Thanks,” I said, hobbling toward it.

  **

  Trying not to get the bandage wet in the shower proved to be more challenging than I’d thought. Ultimately, I removed the damn thing and bore through all of the unpleasantness.

  When I was finished, I dried myself, put the robe on, which stopped just above my knees, and then went in search of the ointment and bandages.

  The lights were out and both Billy and Joanna were sound asleep when I stepped out of the bathroom. Trying not to run into a wall, I grabbed the bag of medical supplies the doctor had given me and snuck back into the bathroom. Inside of the bag, I found the bandages, but the ointment was missing.

  “Shit,” I mumbled, recalling that I’d given Justin the tube to hold for me right before he’d carried Billy to the car. Sighing, I looked down at my thigh again, which was tender, and decided that I needed more of it. Making sure that the robe was cinched tightly around my waist, I quietly left the room and stepped next door, to Justin’s. Before I could knock, however, I heard noises coming out of his room. Thinking they were rather strange, I pressed my ear against the door.

  “Yes,” gasped a woman’s voice. “Right there… uh, huh!”

  Shocked, I jumped back.

  “Hey,” said a voice down the hallway.

  My head whipped around and there was Justin, walking toward me with a bucket of ice.

  I stared at him in confusion. “I… who’s in your room?”

  “Nobody. At least… I hope not,” he said, walking a little faster.

  “I heard a woman’s voice,” I replied.

  Frowning, he took out his room key and slid it into the door. The light turned green and he pushed it open. “Oh,” he said, stopping abruptly in the doorway.

  I got on my tippy toes and peered over his shoulder. There wasn’t anyone in the room, but the television was playing a porno.

  Justin walked over to the bed and grabbed the remote. He switched off the television. “Sorry about that. I don’t know why that was playing.”

  I smirked. “So, that wasn’t your choice?”

  “No. Hell no. It must have just started playing on its own. To be honest, I would have chosen something much dirtier,” he said, flashing me a wicked grin.

  “I’m not even going to ask,” I said, feeling my face heat up. “Anyway, the reason I’m here is because I think you still have that ointment the doctor gave me. For my leg?”

  His yes traveled down my robe. “Oh, yeah. Sorry. How does it feel?” he asked digging into the front pocket of his jeans.

  “I took a shower, obviously,” I said, pointing to my wet hair. “And the bandage came off. It’s definitely sore.”

  “Can I see it?” he asked, looking at where the robe was tied around my waist. From the look in his eyes, he might have been talking about something else.

  “My wound?”

  “Unless there’s something else you’d rather show me,” he said, grinning again.

  “I doubt you want to see the wound,” I said, quickly, changing the subject. “It’s gross.”

  “Somehow I doubt anything on you would be gross. Come here,” he said, grabbing my hand.

  “I should probably get back to my room,” I said, allowing him to lead me over to the bed like a puppy-dog.

  “You can. Afterward. Sit down.”

  Not knowing what else to do, I did what he asked and sat down on the bed.

  “I’ll be right back,” he said, setting the ice bucket down. He then went into the bathroom and washed his hands.

  Feeling jittery, I stood back up. “I should really get back to my own room,” I called out. “Billy is going to wonder where I’m at if he wakes up.”

  Drying his hands, Justin stepped out of the bathroom and walked back over to me. “He’s sleeping?”

  “For now.”

  “You’d probably wake him up if you go over there now, so park your ass back down and relax. I just want to have a look at your wound. Make sure the doctor did a good job with the stitches.”

  “Of course he did a good job,” I said.

  “I’ll be the judge of that. Sit.”

  Not knowing what else to do, I sat down on the edge of the bed.

  Justin got down on his knees and began taking the cover off of the ointment. “I’ll let you show me where it is.”

  Swallowing, I leaned to the side and pulled my robe up. The gash from the bullet was on the outside of my hip.

  “Jesus,” he said, staring at my leg.

  I moved my leg a little and looked down at it. “I know. It’s gross. I warned you.”

  Licking his lips, his eyes met mine. “I’m going to try something new and be a gentleman for once.”

  “Well that’s a relief,” I said jokingly.

  He pulled my robe down, covering up a spot that had peeked through unknowingly.

  My face turned red. “Did I just… flash you?”

  “Let’s just say that I know you’re not wearing panties,” he said with a wicked smile.

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  It took every ounce of restraint to not rip open her robe and bury my face between those creamy, pale legs. Especially, now that she was looking at me the way she was.

  “Oh,” she whispered. “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t be,” I answered, staring up into her blue eyes. “It was a nice view.”

  She lowered her lashes and blushed.

  “Let’s get this over with before I do something stupid and you slap me.”

  “Maybe I wouldn’t.”

  I looked back up at her in surprise.

  An invitation?

  “Wouldn’t what?” I asked. I was so hard, I could barely breathe and the electricity in the room seemed to amplify everything. Including the pulsating of my cock, which was straining to get out of my jeans.

  She just smiled.

  “Don’t be teasing me like that,” I said, placing my hand on her leg. It was smooth and I could smell whatever soap she’d used in the shower. It smelled almost like honeysuckle.

  Raina let out a ragged breath. “Sorry. You’d better put that ointment on.”

  I removed my hand and squirted the ointment onto my index finger. Then I very gently, rubbed it on and around her wound.

  “Ah,” she said, sucking in her breath. “Damn, that hurts.”

  “Sorry. You have another bandage to put over it?” I asked, wiping my finger off on the side of my jeans.

  She reached into her robe and pulled one out. As she moved, the fabric slipped again and I caught another glimpse of her muff.

  “Let me have that,” I said, grabbing it from her. I needed to do something with my hands before they did something to her. I ripped off the plastic and carefully put it over the wound.

  “Thanks,” she said, staring at me.

  My eyes dipped to the belt on her robe again. “You’re welcome.”

  “I should go,” she said, pulling the fabric down over her thighs.

  I stood up and turned around with my raging hard-on. “Or, you could stay and have a drink,” I said, heading toward the bucket of ice. “I was just about to have a nightcap.”

  “Okay,” she said quickly.

  Surprised, I turned to look at her. “Really?”

  “Sure, what do you have?”

  “Just what’s in the mini bar,” I said, walking over to the refrigerator. I knelt down. “Looks like we have vodka, rum, oh… there are a couple bottles of wine, too,”

  “What kind?” she
asked, walking over to stand next to me.

  I held out the two bottles. “A Merlot and a White Zinfandel.”

  She leaned down to look, giving me an up-close and personal view of her cleavage.

  “I’ll take the White Zin,” she said, standing back up. “But, just one bottle.”

  “They’re only five ounces,” I said, standing up, too. “Two won’t kill you.”

  She smirked. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”

  I wasn’t sure what I was trying to do, but I knew one thing. I didn’t want her to leave. “I’m just trying to help you relax,” I said, staring down at her.

  She took one of the bottles out of my hand, opened it up, and drank it down like water.

  “What are you doing?”

  She dropped the bottle into the pocket of her robe. “Trying to get the nerve up.”

  “For what?”

  “To thank you. Properly.”

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  “Properly?”

  “Yes,” I said, feeling the wine begin to warm me. I thought about what Joanna had said and knew what I had to do. What I needed to do.

  He stood there, staring at me curiously.

  I took a deep breath and then slid my arms around his neck.

  His eyes began to smolder. “Fuck me,” he whispered in surprise.

  I got on my tippy toes and pulled his mouth to mine. At first, Justin stiffened up, like he wasn’t sure how to react. But then, his hand was in my hair and he was kissing me back.

  I arched my back and moaned in delight when I felt his hands slip under my robe to my ass, squeezing so hard it was almost painful.

  “Damn, princess,” he gasped, leaving my lips for a second to catch his breath. “I did not see that coming.”

  Before I could answer, he came back for more, taking my breath away with his kisses. Then his lips moved down my neck, inching his way to the swell of my breasts, his hot tongue giving me cold shivers.

  “Should we really do this?” I whispered.

  “We already are,” he said, pulling the belt off of my robe. It opened up and he stared down at my body. “Even better than I imagined. You’re beautiful, Raina.”

  “You’re not so bad yourself,” I said, sliding my other hand under his leather cut and over his muscles.

  Justin cupped my breasts and raised the right one to his mouth. My legs turned to jelly as he licked and sucked on the nipple, teasing my nub with his tongue. I threw my head back and moaned in delight as he moved to the other one. Hornier than all hell, I slid my hand down to his jeans and began stroking the thick outline of his cock.

  He closed his eyes and groaned.

  Aching for more, I unbuttoned Justin’s fly, shoved his underwear to the side, and wrapped my hand around the mighty girth of his manhood. I’d never seen anything like it.

  “Fuck me,” he gasped, as I began moving my hand, up and down the shaft. Hot, hard, and pulsating, I knew there was no way I’d leave tonight without feeling it inside of me.

  “No, fuck me,” I purred, rubbing the moist pre-cum with my thumb.

  Tightening his jaw, he picked me up in his arms and brought me over to the bed. Setting me down, he pushed my robe away from my shoulders and then stood back up. He removed his cut and then pulled his jeans and underwear off.

  “So, you definitely work out,” I said, staring hungrily at his muscular body.

  He crawled on top of me and buried his face into my neck. “I try,” he whispered, kissing an area below my ear.

  I closed my eyes as he began making a trail down my body with his warm, delicious tongue. As he moved farther south, I felt his fingers slide down to my sex.

  “Damn, darlin’, you’re so wet,” he said, rubbing my labia.

  I moaned and pushed against his hand as his fingers worked me into a frenzy. Soon his lips took over and I gasped in pleasure as he began licking and sucking my clit.

  “Fuck yes,” I whispered, clutching the sheets tightly.

  Justin pulled my thighs over his shoulders and continued pleasuring me until the dam broke and my hips were bucking and I was screaming out his name in ecstasy.

  Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he got off the bed, grabbed his wallet, and pulled out a condom. Slipping it on, he crawled on top of me.

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  I stared down at Raina, knowing that I wasn’t going to last. She was sexier than hell, with her round breasts and tight little pussy. I leaned down, capturing her mouth with mine. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I positioned myself at her opening. Grabbing her hips, I pushed into a wet tightness that grappled my cock like it was checking my blood pressure.

  “Fuck,” I growled.

  “Oh, God, that feels good,” she whispered.

  Pulling out again, I plunged back in.

  “Yes,” she gasped, digging her nails into my back.

  Groaning, I began fucking her faster and almost came when she began rubbing her clit.

  “That’s it, baby. Come for me again,” I said, grabbing her breast. I leaned over and sucked her nipple and then went to the other one.

  Raina’s moans became louder with every thrust. Clenching my jaw, I kept going until she wailed out another orgasm. It sent me over the edge and I stiffened up as my cock exploded inside of her. When I was completely spent, I collapsed on top of her.

  “Justin,” she wheezed. “You’re too heavy.”

  “Shit. I’m sorry,” I replied, flipping off of her. I grabbed her hand and slipped my fingers through hers.

  “That was nice,” she said, a smile in her voice.

  I turned to my side and looked down at her. “Nice? It was nice?!”

  She chuckled. “Okay, it was fucking mind-blowing. You are the best piece of ass I’ve ever had. Is that better?”

  “It’s a start,” I said, getting out of the bed. I walked into the bathroom and tossed the condom. “I’m hungry again. What about you?”

  “I had pizza earlier,” Raina called back.

  Pizza sounded good. I decided to order one for myself. I’d had an order of buffalo wings in the restaurant earlier and a burger, but sex always made me hungry. “That’s right. I think I’m going to order room-service.”

  “Order from Papa Tony’s. That’s what we had and it was delicious.”

  “Will do.” I walked back into the other room and saw that she was slipping the robe back on. “What are you doing?”

  She looked at me over her shoulder. “Getting dressed.”

  “Yeah, I noticed. Are you leaving?”

  “I should really get back to my room. Check on Billy.”

  “Yeah. I understand.” I grabbed my clothes and started getting dressed, too. “You guys will join me for breakfast tomorrow, though, right?”

  “Sure. If that’s what you want.”

  I pulled my jeans up. “Of course, I want. I also want you to stay here tonight. In my room.”

  “You know I can’t.”

  “I know. I’m just telling you it’s what I want. So you don’t think that what happened here was just a…” My voice trailed off as I tried thinking of the right word.

  She swung her hair over her shoulder and looked at me curiously. “A what?”

  Truthfully, I wasn’t sure what it was. I only knew that I wanted it to happen again. There was something about her that I wasn’t ready to give up. “That it wasn’t just a hook-up or something to pass the time.”

  “Oh.”

  “Oh?” I raised my eyebrow. She almost looked disappointed.

  “To be honest, Justin, I don’t think this can happen again.”

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  I could tell by the look on his face that he hadn’t been expecting me to blow him off.

  “It’s nothing to do with you,” I went on. “Not personally.”

  Still, he said nothing.

  “I mean, this was amazing and you seem like a really great guy. It’s just that… I can’t got out with anyone belonging to a motorcycle club. You
r world is just too dangerous. It’s obviously been proven, especially in the last few weeks.”

  “I feel you,” he said. “You’re worried about your son. I say we skip the dates and just sleep together.”

  I laughed. “Right.”

  “I’m serious,” he said. “You’re a single parent. You have a job and other priorities. I’m sure you work your ass off to raise that kid. I’m busy running both my club and Griffin’s shit can be pretty stressful at times. Truth is… we both need an outlet to let off some steam.”

  “So, I’d be an outlet,” I replied, amused.

  “Not just you. We’d both be.”

  I stared at him in disbelief. “So, you’re talking strictly sex? I’m pretty sure you can get that from half a dozen women at any given time. Especially being a club president.”

  He walked over to me. “Yeah, I can. But, here’s the thing – they’re not you.”

  I looked up at him. Damn, he was handsome. “And what’s so special about me?”

  “More than you realize, it looks like.” He pulled me into his arms and kissed me hard. When he let me go, I was breathless and dizzy. “Now, tell me you’re willing to give that up?”

  “It’s not that I want to. Your world is dangerous. You have a lot of enemies. I can’t take any chances. Not when I have a young son to raise.”

  “If that’s what you’re worried about, my club would protect you and Billy.”

  Like his club protected Slammer from me?

  “Let me think about it.” I could tell Justin was ready to argue this with me until I eventually caved in. I decided it would be easier to just ignore his calls.

  His face relaxed. “Okay.”

  “I’m going back to my room. I’ll see you around eleven, in the lobby?”

  Justin grabbed my ass. “Definitely. Unless you’d like to slip back here earlier and go for round two?”

  I forced a laugh. “I think I need time to heal. I’m a little sore.”

  “Sorry,” he said, with a pleased look on his face.

  “I’m not. I wasn’t lying when I said it was amazing,” I said staring up at him.