Page 77 of Dirty Secrets
Raven was a tempting snack though, and I wasn’t going to make it home without tasting her.
“Fuck, you don’t need to beg me. I’d eat your damn shoe if you asked me to,” I huffed.
She laughed, leaning closer to nip my shoulder playfully. “Please don’t eat my shoes. This is the only pair I have.”
“We need to steal you a new pair,” I mumbled as I drove into the Heights, going straight to the old graveyard. It was mostly private here, and it was unlikely that Reid would show up.
I sent a quick text to Logan so he didn’t worry, hoping Reid couldn’t track his car or anything if we took too long, then I hauled Raven across the seat so she was straddling me.
She always tried to hide her nerves from me and Logan, but they were there.
“You’re going to come on my fingers first, then we can talk about taking it further,” I murmured, waiting for her to nod before claiming her lips and slipping a hand into her pants.
She squirmed as I teased her pussy with my fingers, sliding the wetness to her clit and making a content sigh leave her.
Her fingers tangled in my hair as I pushed one finger inside her, taking my time before adding a second.
Our kisses turned harder as I brought her closer to climax, my thumb working her clit as my fingers moved in and out of her. Her hips frantically moved to find release, and I let her ride it out as she clamped down around me and screamed into the crook of my neck.
My eyes flicked up to the rearview mirror just as she tried sliding her hand into my pants, and I grabbed her wrist to stop her.
“You said—” She started to pant, but I cut her off as I slipped my hand from her pants and licked my fingers clean, shoving her back towards her own seat. “Zavier! What the fuck?”
“Seat belt,” I said firmly as I started the car, my eyes still on the rearview. “We have company.”
She buckled up and glanced back, her body stiffening slightly when she noticed the car parked close by.
The same one that had just been scoping out Beckett’s house.
My phone rang, and I answered when I saw Cruz’s name on the screen. “Yeah?”
“Whatever sneaky fucking you two are doing needs to wait. That car?—”
“I just spotted him, we’re leaving. I didn’t think there were cameras here? How can you see us?” I scowled, not really giving a shit about him knowing about Raven, but not wanting him to be an ass and tell Reid.
We really had to tell him ourselves, but Raven kept saying she wasn’t ready.
She might not get a choice if the wrong person found out.
“I have eyes everywhere, bro. Which is why I know Logan’s also fucking her, and that Reid doesn’t know or you’d be using a bed and not your cars,” he grunted, Raven’s eyes going wide. “It’s none of my business, don’t worry. Head back to your place, you’re safer there than the graveyard.”
“Then they’ll know where we live!” Raven exclaimed as I started driving towards the main gate, the car following.
“They already know. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that I spotted it leaving your street multiple times this week. I checked back on some footage, and it’s been hanging around for a while,” Cruz replied, typing away on his keyboard. “You guys really need your own security, dude.”
“And who’s going to pay for that? We can barely keep the lights on as it is,” I said dryly, glancing at the rearview to keep an eye on the car as I drove towards our street.
“Did you lose all your jobs when Lavaro left? I can front you some money if you need it.”
Raven glared at me, and it was hard not to snap at her for it. I knew how much she hated Ander and blamed him for everything, but he wasn’t a bad person.
The money I’d made from moving his drugs and random other things had saved the damn house at one point, not that I could tell her that. She didn't even know how behind we’d been on the mortgage, but we were finally making some progress with it.
We’d have the house paid off in a year if we kept on top of it.
“Something like that. Can you do me a favor and keep an eye on the car so I can hang up and call Beckett? I’d better let her know she’s not the target,” I stated.
“No need, I’m texting her right now. You focus on getting home. I think they’re just trying to get information, so they shouldn’t try to follow you into the house. Stay on the phone with me so you can keep me updated since I won’t have direct footage.”