Page 44 of Dirty Secrets

Would she like light kisses on her neck? Maybe her inner thigh?

Would she squirm and beg me to take it further?

I’d never been with a virgin, and part of me wondered what that would be like.

Seeing someone experience those things for the first time would be hot as fuck. They’d make surprised little noises and most likely need their confidence built up over time.

Maybe she’d be a squirter?

I jerked out of my thoughts as Logan smacked the back of my head.

“Hey, whatever you’re thinking about, stop it,” he growled, and I glared back at him.

“How about you?—”

“Both of you shut the fuck up or I’m pulling over and kicking you out,” Raven snapped, removing my hand from her thigh and reaching for the radio to turn the music up, stopping us from arguing.

She gave me the stink eye when she noticed me watching her after a minute, and a small smile tugged at her lips as I mouthed that I was sorry.

Me and the guys would just have to fight about her when she wasn’t around.

Raven

Logan was going to be the reason we got busted because the second I walked into my bedroom to dump my bag, he followed and locked the door behind him.

“Logan—” I started to bite out as I spun around to face him, but his mouth crashed into mine and his arms pulled me closer, his fingers angling my chin up to kiss me deeper when I let out a gasp of surprise.

He only stopped kissing me when he pressed his forehead to mine, holding my gaze. “I’m not going to make it. I want to punch him in the face already.”

“You can’t tell him,” I warned, frustration lining his features as he leaned back with a sigh.

“I know. Why is he choosing now to make a fucking move?”

“He’s not?—”

“That shit in the car? That’s him testing the waters with you and trying to piss me off,” he cut in, making me frown.

“He’s always been like that though.”

“No, he hasn’t,” he insisted, my eyes going wide when he backed me against the wall and pressed himself against me. “That asshole has wanted you since day one, it’s why the creepy fucker stalked you all the time. If you’re fucking me, then don’t fuck him. Promise you won’t.”

“Jesus, Logan. I’m not going to sleep with him,” I hissed, trying to shove him back but failing. We paused as we heard a click, the door opening a second later.

We really needed better locks on the bedrooms.

“Stop interrogating her,” Zavier said flatly, thinking he was saving me. He turned his attention to me and ignored Logan who fumed silently. “Don’t let him bully you.”

“He’s not,” I said quickly, grateful when Logan finally took a step back. “What are we doing for the rest of the day?”

“We need to do a supply run soon, so we can do that if you want,” Zavier offered, and Logan huffed.

“I wanted to just hang out at home.”

“No one’s forcing you to come,” Zavier answered dryly. “Rae is welcome to come with me if she wishes though.”

I was torn. Snuggling with Logan was always nice, but the guys worked their asses off to provide for the house. All I could do was help steal shit, so if Zavier was going on a thieving run, I needed to go too.

As if knowing my thoughts, Logan sighed. “I guess we’ll do that first then. I need cigarettes anyway.”