After Dark

Chapter One

Raven...

"Aye baby girl! C'mere!" A deep raspy voice shouts making my friend look behind me.

I glance up from examining my new pink nails and catch eyes with a light skin man sitting in a black Lamborghini. I point to myself and he chuckles before nodding. I pick my body up from against the wall and strut slowly over to his car.

A smirk lines his lips as I get closer to the vehicle. I lick my lips and lean over to stick my head into his car. My cleavage spills out of my tight tank top and he looks down at it and licks his plump lips.
"What can I do for you tonight?" I ask, giving him a seductive stare.
"You ain't gotta do much beauty." He says making me let out a half smile.
"I need to know how my services are needed." I say and reach into his car and drag my pink nail along his well sculpted jawline. He bites his lip and and eyes my body slowly before letting his grey eyes meet my green ones.
"Get in." He says and I shake my head and laugh lightly.
"Nuh uh baby... tell me what I'm going to be doing first." I say and he smirks.

"You ain't gone be doing much but screaming my name... I put in the work." He says lowly making me clench my thighs together.
"Seems like I should be paying you..." I say as I squint my eyes a little at him.
"I'll pay all you want baby. I just need you to get naked for me and spread them sexy legs." He growls and I loose my breath for a second.
"Why do you insist on putting in all the work? I like to show off myself." I say and his deep chuckle rumbles through my ears.
"You got yourself some competition shawty... now hop in so I can take you on this ride." He says and I giggle before rounding his car. I wave to my friend before opening his door and sliding myself in. His aroma fills my nose, and damn did he smell good. I strap myself in and in seconds he's speeding off.

I sit back and look over at him. Now seeing him even closer I examine him. He had a caramel skin tone, tattoos decorating his skin. A diamond stud was in his nose as well as his ears. His body was decorated with an all white suite that made him look very professional.
"What's a man like you doing picking up a girl like me?" I ask and he glances over at me.
"What's a girl like you?" He answers my question with a question.
"I'm a prostitute." I say and he turns his attention back to the road.
"You're a woman... a woman who is trying to make a living. You know I drive down that street every night and it was getting harder and harder to not talk to you. You're gorgeous... you could be a model or something. You should look into that." He says and I laugh lightly and look in front of me. He turn onto the high way and I feel his hand grip my thigh.