Just Ride Black Rebel Riders' MC Volume 1

by Glenna Maynard

  Immediately upon instinct, she tries to slam the door in my face.

  “Big mistake, sweetheart. You and I have some unfinished business.” I power my way in using the brunt of my strength, not caring that the swinging of the door nearly knocked the bitch on her ass. She has some clarifying to do. Rage is burning in my eyes as I stare her down with my piercing glare. She is dressed like a whore who has been out on the prowl for dick. She hasn’t dressed like this for me in years. In her tiny red dress, barely covers her ass. I’m not impressed. Damn shame to see her this way.

  “You don’t understand.” She holds her palms out trying to defend her trespasses. Track marks and bruises on her inner arms, has she no shame.

  “Is this what you want, to be a worthless, nameless whore living in filth, and when you die no one will even care.” I hold her firmly, squeezing her arm harshly.

  “At least I don’t go around fucking young girls,” she spits at me.

  “Jesus, you think I’m a monster. Since I am such a bad fucking man, being you see me as a colossal pervert, then why in the fuck leave your daughters in my hands. Huh? Stupid cunt. Wanna know what your daughter said when you left?” I grunt out.

  She whimpers and looks away not wanting to meet the truth behind my anger.

  “Your daughter, no my daughter, she says to me we don’t need her, Daddy.” I spit my tongue lashing at her, I watch her tremble, and cry. Let the whore suffer.

  “What are you going to do? Tough guy, you gonna beat me like every other man has. Or are you here to kill me because I couldn’t stomach another day with you. Because I would rather die here in this shithole than spend another day as your wife.” Her words don’t even hurt me anymore. I am so done with her. What a joke.

  “I never treated you like a whore. I was good to you, made one fucking bad choice and you throw it in my face now, after the shit you’ve done. Junkie bitch. I came here to take you to rehab. Because as much as I don’t fucking like you right now, you are still my wife. You are still their mother. I came here to get your shit in order, so you can do what in the fuck you are supposed to do. Whatever this was with that dead man, it ends now.” I push her down on the bed and start slinging her shit into her bags. My boots crunch on empty vials and syringes lying on the floor.

  Fucking disgusting.

  “You can’t hurt him,” she shrieks.

  “Why in the hell not?” Now she wants to protect the bastard.

  “I’ve done something horrible, and if I tell you, you’ll kill me. That’s why I ran.” She sobs, snot bubbling on her nose. Black mascara and red lipstick is smeared across her cheeks.

  Sinking down onto the bed, I demand to know what she has done. She tries to flee from the room, but I grab her ankle, pulling her down with a crash, her head hits the metal frame of the door with a deafening crack. Blood pools from her ear. She isn’t moving. I can’t tell if she is even breathing. She went down hard.

  What have I done? Crouching down I feel her neck. Thank the fuck she has a pulse. Whipping my burner phone out I dial for 911. I explain that I was passing by and found a woman bleeding and unconscious.

  Panicking I destroy my burner phone under the tire of my bike, and I take off before the paramedics arrive. Fuck. Fuck. Goddamnit, motherfuck!

  Baby

  My phone pings with a message from Striker, I giggle aloud, reading his text.

  Striker- Wanted sexy redhead to try out new mattress.

  Baby- Sorry, don’t know anyone by that description. ;)

  Striker- Clarification, get your fine ass to my place now.

  Striker- PS- I miss you.

  I glance over at Colt as he sleeps soundly in his crib. Little guy was tuckered out after another long evening with Dawn, Jamie and Miracle. Romeo still hadn’t shown to pick them up by the time I brought Colt home. I know Rumor doesn’t mind it. But I can’t help but wonder what in the hell is going on with LL.

  I know Sunshine and Grim won’t care to listen for Colt as long as I am back by morning. No, I don’t need to rush into this with Striker. I bite my lip trying to talk myself out of going to him, but fuck do I want to. Indecision is nagging at me.

  Knocking softly on Sunshine and Grim’s bedroom door, I hear my dad snoring loudly. I know Sunshine is still awake, I don’t know she could sleep through my old man’s sleep behavior.

  “It’s open,” she whispers softly.

  “Hey, I have something I gotta do. I won’t be too late. Can you listen for Colt for me?” She nods with a light yawn, and I reach her the monitor.

  “Thanks,” I whisper and kiss her on the cheek. Sunshine has been such a blessing in my life. When she first tried to mom me, I hated her for it, but I know now she only had my best intentions at heart.

  Rushing back to my room, I pull my sexiest lingerie out from the back of my drawer. Losing my baby weight wasn’t all that hard. I had no appetite after losing Trouble and having to watch Striker with other women, but enough of that. Tonight is about moving forward. I sweep my hair on top of my head and hop in the shower to get cleaned up a little. Have to make sure my legs aren’t prickly.

  I don’t think I have ever been in such a rush to wash my lady bits. I smile thinking of the look on Striker’s face when I remove my leather trench coat and reveal that all I am wearing is a fawn lace bra trimmed in black lace with coordinating panties, sheer thigh highs topped with lace, and my come fuck me silver studded knee-high boots.

  Rushing across the grounds to the garage, I nearly trip on the gravel drive. I think I will get after the club to pave it. As I am coming up the stairs to Striker’s apartment his door opens, you have got to be kidding me. Out struts Diamond looking full of herself. I don’t bother asking questions. I grab her by her head and ram it into the balcony post.

  “Fuck, Baby.” Striker curses me grabbing me around my waist and dragging me inside, kicking and screaming. Diamond is holding her nose and wailing in pain.

  “I’m going to kill you and then I am going to kill her,” I vow.

  Striker peeks out the door.

  “She’s gone. You’re going to clean that fucking mess out there. There is blood running down staining the white paint. Grim will have my ass, that’s bad for business.”

  I laugh at him. “I just caught you motherfucking red handed after one day and you are worried about what Grim will say about some fucking paint. Classic.” I throw my hands up and prepare to leave. I cannot believe I fell for his shit.

  He grabs my jaw and I smack his hand away. “You didn’t catch me doing shit. She stopped by and said she was missing her cell phone. I let her in to look for it that’s it. You gotta learn to trust me.”

  “Don’t lie to me. Because if you do my old man will be the least of your worries.” Tears are welling up on the creases of my eyes, but I fight them. I will not cry over this shit. I will the tears to disappear.

  “You know you’re so fucking sexy when you’re mad.” Striker kisses my nose and chuckles at my angry scowl. “Take off your coat and stay a while.”

  “I think I had better just go. Besides you don’t deserve to see what’s under my coat.” I smile deviously at him, knowing he can’t resist getting at least a hint of what I had planned for him. He kneels on the floor in front of me scooting the coffee table back.

  His fingers slowly walk up my thigh. When he reaches my bare skin at the top of my thigh, a hiss leaves his lips. He looks up at me with a boyish smile on his face.

  “Oh no you don’t, your charm isn’t going to work. You can’t smile your way out of this.” He just grins wider knowing it isn’t true. I’m caving. He’s breaking down my walls.

  His thumb teases at my clit brushing over the fabric of my panties. God, that feels good. I slump back into the couch and allow him to test my boundaries. Pulling my panties to the side he starts teasing and pleasing me. He licks my clit lazily, nuzzling his head between my thighs. Oh, fuck yes. I am glad I stayed. I try to play as if I am still mad but I can’t resist him. Knowing bet
ter, he leads me to his bed. I am so ready.

  Chapter 10

  Striker

  After flirting through text with Baby there is a knock on my door. Damn, that was quick. Had I known I could get her here so fast I would have sent that message hours ago. I open the door wearing a shit-eating grin, happy to see my woman. Only it’s not Baby, it’s Diamond. Fuck, this is bad. “You shouldn’t be here.” I block the door, not wanting her to think she is welcome here. If Baby sees her, this could ruin our progress.

  “Look, I lost my phone. I’ve looked everywhere. I am only here as a last resort.” She bites her lips and curls her slender finger around a strand of her long black hair. At least she isn’t dressed like her normal slutty self. She has on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt.

  “Fine you can look, but that’s it. Be quick.” I move aside allowing her to come in.

  “Thanks.” She blushes squeezing past me.

  I follow her through my apartment as she looks around, trying to hurry her along. She stops suddenly in the hallway. Her ass touches my crotch and she laughs. “Oops, sorry. I was just going to ask you, have you eaten? I was going to grab something from the Roadhouse. Want to come with?” She smiles and licks her slut red lips.

  Infuriated I shake my head at her. “I’m trying not to be a dick. But we fucked once that’s all it was, and it will never be nothing more. So if this is some lame attempt to get at my dick, you need to get the fuck out.” I grab her by her elbow and lead her back the way she came. I start to tell her not to let the door hit her on her ass when Baby appears at the top of the stairs.

  She grabs Diamond by the throat and rams her head into a post on my balcony. Fuck, Baby has her dad’s temper. I grab Baby around the waist and pull her inside before she does more damage and causes a scene. Diamond can fend for herself. Don’t know what she was thinking showing up here like that.

  “I’m going to kill you then I am going to kill her.” She seethes ready to throw down and fight Diamond or me.

  “She’s gone. You’re going to clean that fucking mess out there. There is blood running down staining the white paint. Grim will have my ass, that’s bad for business.” Baby is being dramatic I get it she’s pissed, but she is going to have calm down with that temper of hers.

  “I just caught you motherfucking red handed after one day and you are worried about what Grim will say about some fucking paint. Classic.” She scoffs and flips me the bird.

  Pinching her cheeks, I force her to look at me. “You didn’t catch me doing shit. She stopped by and said she was missing her cell phone. I let her look for it that is it. You gotta learn to trust me.” I hate hurting her, but damn I didn’t do anything wrong this time.

  “Don’t lie to me. Because if you do my old man will be the least of your worries.” She threatens with miserable tears starting to run down her face.

  I kiss the top of her nose and tell her, “You know you are so fucking sexy when you’re mad.”

  Flashing me a dead sexy grin, she says, “I think I had better just go. Besides you don’t deserve to see what’s under my coat.” Now I know she is toying with me. I squat down in the floor in front of her trailing my fingers up her thigh to discover, there isn’t much beneath her coat. I know I’ve won when she lays back on the couch and her knees widen for me.

  Rubbing my thumb teasingly over her clit, her panties are already damp. Fuck, I love how turned on she gets for me. Ordering her to take off her coat, she looks so motherfucking sexy. Baby has her red hair swept on top of her head. No makeup all-natural for me. I hate when women wear a bunch of makeup. It tastes like shit. She is dressed in some thin, expensive looking bra and panties. I’d like to rip them off her, but she’d probably bitch at me for it. Hooking the crotch of her panties with my finger, I pull them to the side and tease her with my tongue, nestling my face between her thighs. Her nails are digging into the couch as she grips the leather.

  “Stop teasing and get to work pleasing me.” She tries to dictate to me, but control is my game. I’m in charge here.

  “Come with me.” I lead her from the couch and into my room. I am going to bring her to the edge and pull her over completely with me.

  “I’m still pissed at you.” She scowls but eagerly follows behind, grasping my fingers with her delicate painted nails.

  “I know, but you won’t be for long.” Actually, she is about to get pissed. I have a lot planned for tonight. “Stand right here.”

  “Okay.” She cocks her brow at me unsure but curious.

  Dimming the lights, I walk over to my dresser and open the top drawer and take out what I need for tonight, a pair of velvet cuffs. “No way.” She backs away. I continue my mission and light a few candles.

  “I told you to stay put.” I stalk towards her, the lion cornering his prey. She ends up right where I intended all along. On my bed.

  Hovering over her on the bed, I caress her cheek softly. “Don’t deny it, darlin’, you know you want to play.” She licks her lips and I go in for a kiss to warm her up. Our mouths collide, her lips taste of cool mint. Our tongues tangle and explore, she sucks on my lip ring, swirling around it with her gluttonous tongue.

  “Well you did say you needed to break the mattress in, unless that’s what that skank was doing here?” Baby pouts her bottom lip out. I nip it with my teeth.

  “Better stop saying shit like that or you’ll be sorry,” I warn her.

  “Is that a promise or a threat,” she murmurs against my mouth.

  “Promise,” I whisper back as I secure the cuffs on her wrists and secure the chains to the iron headboard.

  “Sneaky bastard, you don’t fight fair.” She tugs on the chains.

  “Never said I did.” Running my hands over her curves, traveling down to the tops of her thighs, I say, “These are nice,” and I snap the elastic of her hose against her skin. I continue further down, unzipping her boots, they need to come off, but they are sexy. I picture Baby in nothing but these, my cock jumps. Not yet boy.

  Slipping my shirt over my head, I continue to undress. Kicking my jeans off I nearly topple on the bed getting them snagged on my ankles. Baby laughs. I wink and tell her, “I meant to do that. All part of the show.”

  “I do love a good performance.” She is such a smartass.

  “Keep running that smart mouth and I will give you something to occupy those lips.”

  “Such a tease.”

  “Enough talking.” I close her mouth with my fingers. Her tongue darts out the ridge of her mouth licking my thick digits. “Are you mine, Baby, to do with as I please?’

  “I’m yours.” She moans as I suck on her muddy rose nipple.

  “I want to touch you,” she pleads.

  “Anticipation.” I slither my tongue across her stomach stopping at her navel, sucking on her belly piercing. The flickering of the candlelight dances across her exposed skin. The only sound is her breathing and the beating of her heart. The most beautiful sound other than the laughter of our son. Having her here in my bed takes me back to where we began our love. I wonder how things might be different had I done things otherwise. Would she be laying here as my wife tonight?

  I roll her over so that she is lying across her stomach. Tickling the bottom of her feet with my fingers, I continue massaging my way up her thighs until I meet the end of her hose, slowly I slide each one down her legs. Running my tongue down her smooth flesh, she moans, her body thrashing with need—desire. She loves the sensation of my teasing tongue.

  Continuing to tease and drive her wild my greedy mouth traces the curve of her heart shaped ass. Baby tosses and thrashes begging to be let loose from the restraints, but I’m not giving in so easily. The flames flicker higher as her arousal crowns. Reaching around to the front of her panties, I circle her clit with my eager fingers. She bucks her hips and arches her back in response, my girl is so ready to be loved by me.

  Baby bites the pillow muffling her screams as I bury my tongue inside her, licking and sucking all of
her sweet passion. I scrape my teeth along her sensitive buds, after rolling her onto her back. Her head is thrown back, her mouth holding an O-shape. Erotic as fuck.

  Slipping in a finger then two, I stretch her tight cunt for my cock. “Going to fuck you so hard, they are going to hear you cry out my name for miles. Every bone in your body will feel me.”

  “I’m counting on it.” She bites down on my lip, twirling her tongue entwining it with mine.

  “Fuck, I love you so much.” I slam my cock inside her slick channel. Her pussy curves to my dick, as if she is the missing piece to my puzzle. Baby wraps her legs around my hips, the heels of her feet dig into my ass. Best feeling ever, her walls tightening around my dick, squeezing me tight.

  I release the chains, allowing her to do, as she wants with her soft, slender hands. Roaming freely her hands grope, pinch, and smack me, as our bodies slap together. Slick with sweat her breasts are smashed against my chest as we roll across the bed nearly dropping to the floor. The sheets are tangled around our legs holding us hostage. Baby is on top her hair has fallen down hugging her shoulders in wild waves. She looks like sex and danger, so fucking beautiful and she’s mine. Gripping her hips as she rolls and bounces riding my cock. I watch nearly sated as she squeezes and pinches her nipples, up down, round and round, she goes. I know she is about to orgasm. “Come on, darlin’, cum with me.” I bite down on her sensitive peak. She shatters on top of me, resting her head on my chest as I reach my release.

  “Fuck what a ride,” I breathe out against her forehead kissing it softly.

  She walks into the bathroom, her silhouette illuminated on the wall. I throw myself back against the bed with a shit-eating grin on my face. When she returns, she begins to dress. Curling my arm around her waist, I drag her back to my bed. “Stay with me, I wanna hold you in my arms while we sleep.”