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my lap in her tight jeans. “What did you think we did? Played in Ryan’s uncle’s garage where we stash our Playboys?” Grabbing her cigarette, I inhale a deep drag while trying to calm my body’s repressed cravings. After years of being clean, you’d think they’d quit, but when I get real fucking agitated, they like to surface, and I know exactly who has me fucking frustrated. It’s not Jim, either.
    Mari licks her pink lips, and I see the glint of the tongue ring that knows all sorts of tricks. “Playboy, huh? I have something warmer than a magazine and a lot more vocal. You want to see a real centerfold tonight?” Her hand travels from her shirt-clad breasts down her tight body and reaches my denim-clad cock that’s straining to be set free. “Where’s that cute redhead from earlier? She can play too if she likes it rough.”
    “The hell if I know or care. She’s just some crazy chick who’s lucky she’s a she.” I pull her hard to my mouth and fuck her lips with my tongue. My fingers pull roughly on her dark hair, so there’s not a millimeter of air between us. Most girls pull away when the demon takes over. Not Mari though. She always seems to like it when I get rough. I wonder if Red would like it. Maybe her hair color isn’t the only thing on fire. She might like… What the fuck? Get a grip . That crazy ass girl will not ruin my fucking night anymore. I pull away and enjoy how Mari’s dark eyes are halfway closed and her panting breathing fans my face. “Let’s go.”
    After she stands, I shoot a quick text. Headed out .
    Lou knows to keep his distance. He’s one of my warehouse managers and watches for anyone crazy wanting to cause trouble where trouble shouldn’t be. Or if we have unwanted company from the Russians.
    “Your place or mine, sugar?” Mari asks as we make our exit. I just look at her because she knows the answer. Very few people come to my house. Too much liability. She nods her head, hearing my response in my silence. “Gotcha. See ya there.” She heads out towards her Dodge Ram 1500 that sits on thirty-eights. Guys around here would kill to drive something that big, and when she jumps out, they always want the whole package. Me… I’ll stick with my bike. Faster and easier to outrun shit. But I do have my silver Z28 SS at home as a backup.
    Pulling into her house off Dauphin Street, I follow her up the steps to her front door. She lives in one of Mobile’s historical homes that is being fixed up over time. Real wood siding, old wooden floors, and small rooms, I couldn’t stay in something like this. I need space, or I’ll feel like I’m back in a cell.
    Before I can even get in the door, she discards her jeans while watching me. No sweet words with this woman. Just get down to business and get home. I walk to her after she’s stripped down to her black panties and reach around her waist to grip that ass I love. Some guys are into tits. Me? I’m all about the ass on a female. I lift her in my arms before walking forward to place her back against the wall. The feel of her ass in my palms has me kneading each cheek roughly, as I bite her plump bottom lip. I grind myself between her muscular thighs while my tongue explores her mouth before I kiss my way to her ear. “How do you want it, Mari? Here, first?” I reach up and take her mouth roughly, imagining my cock being sucked by those lips. “Or here?” Bracing my legs, I hold her up with one arm as the other reaches between her legs to rub the spot she loves. She moans when I pass her clit with some pressure, and her body twitches in my arms. She’s so fucking wet already that I slip a finger in and move it along the walls of her pussy.
    “Mouth, Lyric… Fuck my mouth,” she pants out. She loves to give head, and I love watching her kneel in front of me, licking the underside of my dick before taking me in her mouth.
    I oblige without another word and enjoy as she sucks me till I’m hard as stone and ready