If the photo works it's of Raphael.

Sky was sitting at the picnic table outside, working on getting completely wasted. Jenny had been staying at the clubhouse for three days now and she still was refusing to speak to him. He heard from Morgan that she was doing well but her constantly pushing him away was driving him insane.

He was pulled away from his thoughts by his phone going off in his pocket, pulling it out he saw the text from a number he didn't realize. He opened it without thinking and a large image flooded his screen, an image of him kissing Jenny in her apartment.

His heart froze in his chest mid-beat, someone had been watching them that night. The image was so vividly clear that it brought the memory to the front of his brain without permission. In the picture he had her arms pinned above her head, pressing every inch of his body against hers as they kissed. He looked beneath the picture to the text.

Is your little sister a good kisser?

A bike roaring closer to the clubhouse drew his attention and he stood, shoving his phone in his pocket just as Wolf walked out to join him. He recognized the jet black harley instantly, Raphael.

"What the hell is he doing here?" He asked Wolf.

"Got me, I didn't invite him."

Sky stood just as Raphael swung off his bike, the two met in the middle of the parking lot. Raphael wasn't a part of the Animals MC, in fact he didn't belong to any MC's at all. He was a hired gun, a mercenary, although he'd helped the Animals out a few months ago his loyalty could always be bought and Sky didn't trust him.

"What are you doing here?" Sky asked.

"Jennifer texted me."

"And?"

"And she told me about the attack, I thought I would come and make sure she's alright and safe."

"She's fine and she's safe here, so you can go."

"Sky," Wolf approached the pair, his tone a warning to the younger man.

"Wolf, it's good to see you." Raphael greeted.

"Raph, it's good to have you back."

The two men shook hands but Sky continued to scowl at Raphael, when he was here before he and Jenny formed a friendship based on mutual attraction. Only Raph leaving had kept them from ending up as more than friends and it made Sky's blood boil in his veins. The thought of girl in every town, woman in every bed, Raphael laying his hands on sweet, innocent, virgin at twenty eight Jenny.

"Come inside we'll get you a cold beer," Wolf offered.

"Thanks but I should probably see Jennifer first."

"She's fine," Sky snapped.

Raphael looked at Sky and then grinned, he knew how bad it pissed Sky off that he was friends with Jenny but if anything it only fueled him on.

"Raph!" Jenny came out the side door.

Raphael pushed his way between Wolf and Sky, meeting Jenny in the parking lot. She beamed up at him in a way she never looked at Sky.

"I'm so glad you're here," She said, reaching out to put a hang on his arm.

"I wouldn't be anywhere else babygirl."

As the pair walked back towards the building together, his arm around her shoulders Wolf leaned closer to Sky.

"Are you sure, there's no chance they were more than friends?"

Sky glanced at Wolf, Jenny had never lied to him before. If she said was a virgin she most likely was but there was more than just friends between her and Raphael. Wolf turned walking towards the building and Sky slowly fell in step behind him.

Demon and Zeke were sitting at the bar when Sky entered the lounge area of the clubhouse, Lacy was off somewhere with Becky and Morgan had taken Iris to the park. He scanned the area but there was no sign of Raphael or Jenny.

"Have you two seen Jenny?" He asked, leaning against the bar next to them.

"She went back to her room, I thin Raphael was with her." Zeke said, taking a drink.

"Shit," Sky took up a seat on a stool motioning for a drink.

Demon was sitting on the opposite side of the bar set a glass in front of Sky and filled it, he downed it in one swallow. Demon filled his own and then the other two mens.

"So, what are you two getting shitfaced over?" Sky asked.

"Same as you, women." Demon replied.

"Trouble on the home front?"

"It's a pretty good guess that one of our girlfriends....is pregnant," Demon said downing his shot.

"It's not Becky, no way." Zeke said.

"Well, Wolf asked Morgan and it's not her, Sky maintains it's not Jennifer...."Demon trailed off.

"Why are you drinking?" Zeke asked Sky.

"Why the fuck do you think?"

"Because your little sister is probably banging that freak right now?" Demon guessed.

"He's not a bad guy," Zeke pointed out.

Raphael while a drifter with a massive scar lining one side of his otherwise perfect face, wasn't a bad guy but that didn't change how Sky felt about him.

"It can't be Lacy," Demon said pushing a hand through his hair.

"What?" Sky asked.

"It can't be Lacy that's pregnant, I'm not ready to be a dad."

"Well it sure as shit isn't Becky," Zeke chimed in.

"Do you use protection?" Demon asked.

"Do you?" Zeke shot back.

Both men downed another shot and Sky shook his head, whichever man it was they were in for a huge change. Sky knew both the women and there wasn't a snowballs chance in hell they'd get rid of their baby.

"Well best of luck to both of you," Sky said, grabbing the bottle of whiskey off the bar.

"Where are you going?" Demon asked.

"Out to work, maybe get shitfaced and passed out. I'll decide when I get there."

He walked out across the parking lot to the garage, while not only getting weekly checks from the club just for being a higher member, he also got money from each of the businesses they owned and a commission for the cars he worked on. For anyone else it would be decent money, more than enough to live comfortably like the other guys did but the other guys didn't have a gambling problem.

He walked into the garage, ducking under the rows of cars that were up on jacks. There was plenty of work to do and while none of it would put a dent in the money he owed it would keep him busy for awhile. He brought two of the cars down on the lifts intending to start the motor swap that needed done. Instead he then settled onto the couch nearby and finished his bottle of whiskey.

He was drunk, but still sober enough to realize it when the door opened and Jenny walked inside. She was wearing a black skirt and fishnet stalkings, a gray shirt, her dark brown hair in a high ponytail and her favorite letter jacket. He was too drunk to fight the way his body reacted to seeing her dressed that way.

"I've been looking for you," She said as she approached.

"I bet," He said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You know what it means."

He stood and walked to his tool box between to two cars, pulling out a ratchet. Maybe if he pretended he was busy she'd leave. She moved between the two cars leaning against one and watching him.

"I'm sorry I over reacted about the photos," She said.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I came here to apologize."

"Is that why you're dressed like that?" He asked, motioning to her outfit.

"No....the girls want to go out but...I don't know if I feel up to it."

"Too tired from fucking Raphael?"

He turned around but was not prepared for the hard slap across his right cheek. Jenny seemed just as surprised with her reaction as he did, she'd never physically hurt him before.

"You're a bastard," She said.

"Jenny....."

"He is my friend and he's not the one that put me in this position."

He winced at the mention that it was his fault she had nearly died and then she sighed heavily. Reaching out and placing a dainty hand on his chest.

"I'm sorry Sky, I don't want to fight with you."

"There's a lot I want to do right now Jenny and.....it's not fight."

She frowned in confusion but didn't move her hand from his chest.

"You're drunk," She stated.

"Exactly why you shouldn't be here." He snapped.

"Why?"

"Because last time......I won't stop if it happens again." He warned.

She dropped her hand, backing away just slightly. She wasn't afraid of Sky, she never had been. She knew he wouldn't hurt her and even drunk he'd never force himself on any woman, let alone her.

"Are you trying to scare me?" She asked.

"You should be scared, I scare me."

"You wouldn't hurt me," She said defiantly.

"I don't want to hurt you Jenny but the things I want to do to you, scare me."

"You're drunk," She said again, shaking her head.

"Being drunk only loosens me up enough to make me admit to it."

"Maybe I should go...."She admitted.

"Maybe."

He took a few steps towards her, at first she took a step back then she stopped. He waited a minute or two and then took the rest of the steps. Reaching out he cupped the side of her face, she bit her lip but didn't protest.

He leaned forward quickly, sealing his lips over hers. She let out a small whimper of protest and then she melted against him. Her surrender was all it took for his alcohol induced mind to shut down. He pressed her up against the car behind her, kissing her passionately. Taking what he wanted from her mouth, is tongue diving in to meet hers.

In the back of his mind he convinced himself it was okay, what they were doing was okay because she'd made out before. He wasn't taking her innocence, but oh he wanted too. She gripped his shoulders in a vice like grip kissing him back just as passionately.

She shifted her pelvis, just an inch maybe less but it was enough. Once she discovered the hard length tucked in his jeans she kept doing it intentionally, grinding her hips into his. He tried to pull away but she refused to let him, clutching him closer and diving her tongue into his mouth.

What little bit of restraint and self control Sky had left crumbled. He bent so that he could lift her turning he tried to set her on the hood of the car. It was too high and he couldn't get the angle he wanted couldn't get as close as he needed too. Kissing her deeply again he lifted and turned, setting her on the second cars hood, this one was perfect.

She opened her legs and he stepped in between them, breaking away from their kiss to devour her neck, leaving angry red marks that he knew she'd never be able to hide. He pushed her skirt up and around her hips, his hands dropping to her thighs he gripped the stockings and pulled, tearing the thin fabric from her legs.

Her head fell back with a deep moan as he struggled to get off his jacket, her hands timidly dropping to his belt buckle and undoing it. Her hands dipped into his jeans and he froze, head falling to her shoulder.

"Shit.....Jen....if...if you want me to stop..you gotta tell me,"

"I don't want you too." She admitted.

"I.....I need.."He trailed off.

"Me too," She said softly.

He kissed her again his hand finding her panties and pulling them down until they hung off of one ankle. He pulled her hands out of his pants, fumbling with the button and zipper until he could push them and his boxers down.

He caught her by her hips pulling her to the edge of the car, in the back of his mind he wish he was doing better. It should be nicer, cleaner, but he couldn't wait another second and not be one with her. He pulled gently form her kiss resting his forehead against hers he pushed his way inside her passed the barriers. She let out a soft cry burying her face in his neck as he slowly started to move and just like that he was having sex with his step sister.

Author Note: I just posted the first chapter of my newest book "The teachers Secret" so be sure and check it out and if you haven't yet "Teachers pet" Is finished and I also have a book called "Stolen hearts" Which I'm updating regularly and it's being pretty well received.