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Diego: Leatherbacks MC
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Author: Heather West
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I didn’t want to forget anything.  Perhaps something that didn’t seem important now might be at a later time.  I felt exhausted from a lack of sleep and didn’t see getting any tonight either, so I headed to my bed.  I woke up to the sound of someone beating on the door.
     
    “Ana?”
     
    His voice sounded angry.  I glanced at my clock.  I had only been asleep for an hour and Backbone was already back.  Immediately I was on edge.  Something was wrong.  My instinct was to run, just get out the back door and keep going.  It took all of my will power to walk to the door and open it without showing the panic that I felt.
     
    “What’s going on?  I wasn’t expecting you back until time to go to work.”
     
    “Get in.  Close the door.”
     
    I did as he said, watching as he pushed the door closed and locked it.  Now, I was really scared.  This didn’t feel good at all.  Had he found me out somehow?  Perhaps he or Dio had done a little more digging than I had expected.  I braced myself for the worst.
     
    “I thought you had business to take care of.”
     
    “I did take care of it.  Now, I need to lay low for a bit.  My bike is parked around back in the alley so it can’t be seen from the street.”
     
    “Okay.  I was sleeping.  I didn’t get much of that last night.”
     
    I looked at him suggestively, playing my cards the way I needed to.  He smirked and ran a single finger down the side of my face, letting it trace softly along the tops of my breasts that were exposed above the spaghetti strapped pajama top I was wearing.
     
    “I didn’t get much sleep either.  Some little vixen kept me awake most of the night.”
     
    “I suppose you could take a nap with me, then.”
     
    “Best idea I’ve heard all day.”
     
    He followed me to the bedroom, stripping down to just his boxer briefs as I climbed into bed.  Slipping beneath the covers beside me, I expected that he would make a move to have sex again, instead he kissed me on the cheek and pulled me close, letting me lay my head on his shoulder.  I fell back asleep almost immediately.
     

Chapter Six
 
     
     
    “God, you are incredible.”
     
    His voice woke me, along with the heated kisses across my stomach.  My shirt was pushed upward to reveal the sensitive flesh beneath and exposing the lower halves of my breasts.  Once again, his hand was around my throat, holding me in place, reminding me who was in control.  I no longer felt tired.  Instead I felt hot, hungry.  I wanted him to just take me again like he had the night before, but the alarm sounding reminded me that it was time to get up. 
     
    “You naughty boy.  I’ve got to get ready for work.”
     
    “But you smell so delicious.”
     
    “You’ll just have to wait until later.”
     
    “I don’t have to wait for anything.”
     
    His grip tightened just a little around my throat.  It unnerved me just a bit, but he sighed and let go.
     
    “I’ll make it up to you.”
     
    “Oh, yes.  You certainly will.”
     
    “Let me get dressed and we’ll go.  Okay?”
     
    “Alright.  Care if I watch the TV?”
     
    “Not at all.  Remote is on the coffee table.”
     
    I began getting ready while he made his way to the living room sofa, still talking to me through the open bedroom door.
     
    “This place is a lot nicer inside than it is outside.  Must have dropped a lot more money on the décor than the rent.”
     
    “Not really.  Just good at finding bargains.  Thrift shops, sales, stuff like that.”
     
    “You didn’t get this flat screen at a thrift shop.”
     
    “Actually, I got it from an ad.  Some rich guy that bought a bigger one and needed this one out of his way.  He sold it for cheap to me.”
     
    “I’ll just bet he did after he got a load of those great tits of yours.”
     
    “Flattery will get you everywhere.”
     
    I walked into the living room and picked up my purse as he looked up at me and let out a low whistle.  I

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