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boy.”
    “I’m no boy, baby. I can assure you of that. You have one hell of a fuckin’ mouth on you, little girl.” I pushed her to sit down on the leather couch. I liked being rough with her, ‘cause I knew a bad bitch like her could take it.
    “So fuckin’ what?” Eva attempted to stand, and I pushed her back down by her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed up at me.
    “You ready to apologize to me?” I took a step closer to her, Eva’s head tipped back and she kept eye contact with me.
    “I believe the question is, are you ready to apologize to me?” Her hands gripped the edge of the cushion on the couch.
    “Ha, baby, you got it all twisted.” I rubbed my hand down the short beard on my chin.
    “You ‘MC guys’ are all the same.” She did cute little air quotes.
    “Meaning?”
    “Meaning, you’re all fucking assholes.” She crossed her arms, and looked away from me. That’s when it hit me; she must have had some beef with a brother of some sorts.
    “What’s his name?”
    “Excuse me?” Her brown orbs found mine.
    “Who has your panties up in a bunch?”
    “Had.”
    “Say what?” I walked over to the wet bar and poured us both a bourbon on the rocks.
    “Who had my panties up in a bunch?” She emphasized the past tense in her statement.
    “Oh…in the past, huh? What happened, did he hurt your sensitive little girl feelings? Poor Eva.” I mocked her in a sweet baby voice.
    “Fuck off.” Eva went to stand again, but I denied her of that. I pressed down on her bare shoulder to keep her ass planted there.
    “Wrong answer.” I took a seat next to her.
    “Go to hell.” She turned her body away from me. Bingo.
    “Nope.” I touched the glass to her bare arm. Eva looked down at it, before taking it and throwing back a mouthful of the amber-colored liquor.
    She ran the back of her hand over her lips; pouty lips that I knew were burning from the alcohol.
    “Why do you fucking care, huh? Aren’t you just here for some tits and ass being shoved in your face, before taking home whichever pussy you want?”
    “Is that what you want to happen?”
    “Oh no, I don’t think so. I’m not playing that game.” Eva pushed the empty glass to the center of my chest.
    “What game, Eva?” I grabbed her wrist. She tried to tug it back, but I held my grip on her delicate wrist. I placed her empty glass on the table beside the couch. I fished out an ice cube with three of my fingers.
    “What are you doing?” She tried to look over my shoulder.
    “Shut up for two fucking seconds.” I ran the melting cube over the inside of her wrist, rubbing it in small circles. Hearing Eva’s hiss from the cold meeting her skin was music to my ears. I sluggishly blinked, then looked up at her. I lowered my mouth and pulled the ice away at the same time. My lips came in contact with her wrist. I flicked my hot tongue against her cold skin. The goose bumps spread across her forearm. Eva’s face softened, and her eyelids shut with a slow blink as she exhaled. Got her!
    I kept my eye on her as I gave her a nip on the inside of her wrist. I did it hard enough to make her gasp and jump at the same time. My intention was to do it hard enough for it to leave a mark, and so she’d remember who put it there.
    “Ready?”
    “For what?” Eva jerked on her arm but I didn’t let go. I pulled her small hand down to the crotch of my jeans, so she could feel exactly what I thought of her.
    “To apologize.” Her gaze fell to her hand’s current location, on my dick.
    Pulling her free hand back she shoved me backwards so I was flush against the back of the couch. Oh fuck! Eva seductively started to crawl in my lap. Her shoulder blades worked their way up and down like a lioness. She gripped the cushions on the back of the couch on either side of my head. I spread my legs, wide enough for her to straddle my one thigh. I could feel her heated little cunt through her thin shorts. Oh hell yes, she wants this dick.
    The next thing I