Clifford Arbor: The Seduction of Raven Peters Read Online Free PDF

overtook him. It would seem Raven was affected by him as well. Even without Harley present.
    "Do you think sex has anything to do with how long a person knows you?" Jackson asked.
    Big mistake. Too soon. He saw and felt her withdraw from him. Her hands covered his where they lay on her neck. He felt her getting ready to pry away. But he wasn’t ready to let go.
    "It takes more than a sexy neighbor to show me some attention for me to jump into bed.
    What’s the matter, not enough single women around here for you? Or are you test driving the new girl before someone else gets in there?" Raven pulled his hands away and stepped back, the flush on her skin betraying her words.
    "Whoa." Jackson held his hands up. He'd really hit a nerve. "I meant nothing by it." This was why Harley talked to women. He always knew what to say, always charmed women out of their pants. Jackson on the other hand, seemed to scare women away. Suddenly he wished he had the ease Harley possessed with women. He could use some of that charisma with Raven. Usually his dark aloofness intrigued women or maybe it was the promise of being with Harley.
    They had an agreement within their relationship-no women unless both were present. It worked. Jackson began to wonder how many women had actually wanted him and how
    many were only interested in him to get to Harley. Usually women were attracted to his brooding. He would fuck them and share them with Harley, but with this woman he wanted to single himself out. To show her not only would he be good as part of a ménage, but he’d be good as a man himself. A single entity. That she could trust him.
    "Raven, I..."
    He didn’t get the chance to finish.
    "Is that Jackson Cole I hear?" Beatrice interrupted.
    "Yes, it’s me, Beatrice." Jackson looked at Raven one last time. Hating the anger and hurt he’d caused her, he offered an apology. "I’m sorry," he muttered and went towards the front of the shop where the older lady stood behind the counter clucking her tongue.
    "Well are you going to come and see me, boy, or are you going to keep molesting my pretty assistant?"
    Beatrice could put anyone at ease and Jackson laughed out loud turning to see Raven’s blush change to one of embarrassment as she sneaked past him up to the desk, putting the older woman and the desk between them.
    "She’s a hard person not to molest, but I’l keep my greedy man hands in my pockets." He shoved them down into the confines of his jeans, a good excuse to adjust his cock. Besides, if he didn’t keep his hands busy, he would have reached out to stroke her hair. Raven’s hair seemed to shine and glow at him. Full dark strands, it called to him to sink his hands in its depths.
    "She is pretty. I’m sure that’s why we’re getting more male visitors here. The two Jeffrey boys were here the other day asking all sorts of questions about Raven. Completely besotted. Anyway, I’m old school so anything to get visitors in here and I’m ready to exploit it."
    Beatrice didn’t notice how Jackson fisted his hands at the mention of the other two men who were known for sharing their women. Two brothers with a reputation for loving them and leaving them. He didn’t want to even imagine Raven between those two. She was his. His and Harley’s. She deserved something better than two men who were going to use her.
    "I can only imagine," he managed to squeeze out but in truth he didn’t want to waste his time imagining this woman with anyone else but him and Harley.
    Jackson noticed how uncomfortable Raven became at the mention of the other two who’d taken notice of her. For some reason he felt she didn’t want the other two and their persistence bothered her. He and Harley would soon put a massive stop to that. One good thing about Clifford Arbor, no man pissed on another's territory or took another man's woman. Raven was about to be marked in a big fucking way.
    "I got to go." He smiled at both women, his eyes lingering on Raven. This