DANTE.
The sight of Raven standing on deck, one hand shielding her eyes from the glare of the sun, causes me to loose my train of thought. Even in yesterday's clothes and with her hair in disarray, her very presence reminds me of the incredible night we'd just shared.
Damn, but Raven had blown my mind despite being a virgin. In bed, she was even hotter and sexier than I could have ever imagined and just thinking about how warm and tight she'd felt when I'd been inside her is enough to make my body spring to attention with the need to make love to her again. I am still stunned at how one woman - out of the numerous s*x partners I have had since I'd lost my virginity in a motel room with the last she-wolf of my kind - could prove me completely wrong.
Up until last night, I had believed no
