by Jamie Begley
Beth lay still, letting him explore her body. She was on fire, she had fallen asleep with the memories of last night replaying through her mind. Her defenses were down and Beth didn’t care at that precise moment in time. She wanted the flames burning in her extinguished.
Razer turned her slightly towards his body; he unsnapped her bra then pulled both the bra and t-shirt off, throwing them to the floor. He lifted her up to him and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Razer didn’t go easy on her. He wasn’t gentle, but neither was he rough. He played with one nipple with his fingers and teased the other with his mouth.
Razer sat up long enough to remove his t-shirt and kick off his boots before laying back down, pulling her back to him.
“You make me want you until my dick hurts, Beth.” Beth could only echo his sentiments. His hands tugged the sweat pants and underwear down her body, tossing them on to those already on the floor. Razer’s lips covered hers when he saw the realization that her clothes were gone hit her. His hand went to her pussy, expertly finding her clitoris, rubbing and teasing her until she writhed beneath him, her hips actively trying to increase the pressure instead of the light touches teasing her. One finger slid within her sheathe, sliding in and out, which had her whimpering under his mouth; spreading her legs wider in invitation.
“Easy baby, I don’t want you to come yet. My cock is going to be buried in that tight pussy first.” His words only heightened her arousal. No one had every talked dirty to her, it made her feel sexy to hear it coming from Razer.
His mouth went back to her breasts as he squeezed one to a point before sucking the tip into his mouth. When he slid another finger in her wet pussy, Beth almost came, but Razer felt her tense and quickly pulled his fingers out and unsnapped his jeans. Sitting back on his haunches, he maneuvered Beth until a leg was on each side of his hips. Reaching sideways, he opened his nightstand drawer taking out a condom. Ripping it open he slid it on his hard length.
Beth watched him not sure if she wanted to finish what they had started. Her body was ready, but her conscience was holding her back. Beth wasn’t sure she was strong enough to overcome the battle, about to call a halt. Razer looked at her, waiting for her decision, reading the indecision on her face.
Instead of becoming angry, Razer was challenged. “If you’re not sure, I must not be doing something right. Do you know how bad I want your little pussy? I wanted you the first time I saw you.”
Beth tried to gather her thoughts at his seductive words. His hand returned to her pussy, once again his fingers began playing.
“You wouldn’t remember because you didn’t see me.” The whole time he talked his fingers were bringing the urgent need back into her body making her twist and turn on the rumpled bed, but he held her firm, positioning her body exactly where he wanted it.
“You were sitting outside the diner with Lily. Shade and I were in the parking lot across the street getting our bikes inspected. I don’t remember what Lily was eating; but you were sitting in the sun licking an ice cream cone. Reminded me of a kitty getting her cream.” The images he was drawing in her mind while his thrusting fingers had her arching her hips, unable to stop herself from wanting more of him.
Razer fitted his cock against her at her wet invitation, pressing inward.
“I almost came in my jeans that day watching you. Felt like an idiot when the Sheriff handed me the inspection sticker. I hadn’t even noticed he was finished.”
Razer continued his story now, as a means to keep himself distracted from coming immediately, the tight warmth sucking him inside.
“Knew then I was going to find a way to get my cock in you.” Razer pulled her hips towards him, her silky cunt taking his strokes until he was blocked by a thin piece of skin.
“Ah…my little kitty is a sweet little virgin.” He gave a hard push of his hips breaking through the membrane. Beth gave a tiny scream at the pain, but Razer didn’t give her time to let it gain control. His hands that had been holding her hips slid down forming a v and began stroking her clitoris making it peak out. Beth wiggled down further onto his cock.
Razer groaned at her movement.
“That’s it. My little kitten wants my cock, doesn’t she?” Razer rose off his haunches, leaning over Beth, plunging his cock all the way inside her until she felt his tight balls against her ass.
“I am going to let you come now kitten.” Beth was moving her hips helplessly against his; searching for relief from the orgasm he was ruthlessly guiding her towards.
Beth frantically nodded her agreement.
“I am going to come with you, I’m not going to be to rough, because I plan to fuck you all night and you’re going to be a good kitty and let me. Ok?”
“Yes… Yes…” Beth agreed.
Razer lived up to his words, when she came, he followed her within a few smooth strokes. Razer let her thrashing body throw him over the edge into his climax, instead of pounding her into the mattress the way he wanted. When she quit trembling, Razer slid out, removing the condom and put it in the trash can by the bed. Beth shyly turned away, but Razer pulled her back onto his chest as he lay back.
Beth lay panting on his chest trying to catch her breath. Her eyes fell to the only tattoo he had on his body, it was over his heart, which she thought was appropriate. The center had a navy seal insignia with a snake wrapping around it with surrounding objects. The objects were two revolvers with a metal chain linking them, brass knuckles, a hand of cards, and a razor knife. The whole tattoo had a smoky effect, which she thought gave a sinister look. It was when Beth saw the razor knife that she calculated that the objects represented each of the eight members. Beth studied the razor knife closely, it had several lines drawn into the pattern of the handle. On two lines there were two different dates.
“What is the significance of the dates on the razor?”
“The day I joined the navy and the day I joined The Last Riders.”
“What does your tattoo mean?”
“Everyone has to figure it out for themselves.”
“You only have this tattoo on your body, everyone else has several more.”
Razer laughed, “I don’t like needles. I was born addicted to crack, first couple years I almost didn’t make it. Doctors and nurses were always poking me with needles. Don’t let them anywhere near me now, but wanted this one. Not going to get another. Had to threaten the mother fucker who gave me this one not to tell that I had passed out.”
Beth burst out laughing. Razer rolled her over putting a hand over her mouth to cut the sound off.
“Shh… everyone will hear you laughing. They will think your laughing at my dick.” He joked before removing his hand.
“I doubt that. Everyone here knows your dick is no laughing matter.”
“Damn right.” He gloated.
“Of course, they might think I am laughing at your fucking.”
Beth squealed like a girl and took off running to the bathroom with him chasing her.
“Nope, they heard you screaming when you came.”
Razer pushed her into the bathroom as she tried to slam the door. Jerking her into his arms and kissing her silly. Beth’s laughter died as he turned the shower on, maneuvering her into the warm spray. They washed each other with their hands, exploring each other’s bodies. Razer broke away from her to leave her under the water.
“Stay here.”
He came back within minutes, coming back into the shower with her. At first she thought she was imagining what she saw glinting in his hand.
“Razer... is that a straight Razer?”
“Yes.” Guiding her foot and bracing it on the ledge in the shower, he grabbed some lotion hanging in the caddy in the shower.
“Stand still.”
He poured some lotion into the palm of his hand and rubbed it into the blond curls between her thighs. He raised the Razer and gently began shaving.
“Razer stop. I can…” She started to put her leg down.
“Don’
t move, I don’t want to cut you,” he warned.
Beth froze in place as he shaved her, moving her leg higher until he could even slide the razer around the sides of her pussy. It was definitely a new experience and Beth could only stand there blushing furiously. When he was done, he took the hand held showerhead down, aiming it between her legs until she was clean. Then he put it back and taking another bottle down, he poured a different lotion on his hand rubbing it gently into her cleanly shaven skin.
When he was done they got out of the shower and dried off. Beth sat on the bed and called Lily while Razer went downstairs to bring some food back for them eat.
Afterward, they sat talking about the likelihood of zombie apocalypses versus deep-sea volcano eruptions bringing an end to the world. When her giggling had her falling backwards, Razer took advantage of her splayed legs, pulling her towards him.
Beth knew by the look in his eyes that he wanted her again and she wanted him just as badly.
“I have had my dinner, now I want my dessert.”
He kissed her thighs, prying them apart as she tried to close them when his intentions became obvious.
The struggle didn’t last beyond him latching onto her clitoris. He took his time, determined to teach her the pleasure to be found in his bed. His tongue found her entrance laving inward, parting the lips of her pussy, tasting the treasured tightness within. Beth’s head fell back onto the pillow, her back arched as she grabbed the rail at the head of his bed. Frantically, she tried to wrench away from him, the strength of her orgasm frightening. Razer held her firmly, his mouth latched onto her clitoris until her quivering stopped.
“I never knew I could come that hard,” she whimpered.
Razer removed another condom from the nightstand and with a hand on her waist, flipped her boneless body onto her stomach.
“Now the challenge is for you to make me come as hard.”
“So it’s a challenge?”
“Not much of one, I’m almost ready to come.” His hand forced her shoulder to the bed, which lifted her ass in the air. His sheathed cock slid inside her with a series of hard thrusts.
“You sore?”
“No”
“You will be, took it easy on you last time.” His hands on her hips had her pushing back against him hard. Loud slaps filled the air. Beth hands reached out to press again, grabbing the metal headboard to keep from banging her head against it. Beth’s thighs began to tremble from the force he was fucking her with.
“Razer... I don’t know if I can come again,” Beth pleaded.
“You’re going to come again harder than you did last time.” Beth did not know if she would be able to take it if she did. The force of his thrusts, the directions gradually rebuilt the fire inside of her body. He located the spot that sent her moaning, managing to find it each time he surged inside her. Her pussy began tightening, trying to hold onto his cock. Beth felt her climax building; she wasn’t able to do much more than let Razer throw her into blazing contractions of sensations that had her grabbing a pillow to quiet the screams tearing from her throat.
Beth’s orgasm had her thrusting back onto his cock, Razer barely managed to pin her down so that he could finish with a series of thrusts that prolonged the pleasure building in his cock, unable to draw it out longer, he buried himself deep, coming with a long groan.
“Woman, you take everything I have.”
“Razer, I think you’re the one trying to kill me.”
Chapter 12
Beth was surprised at how quick the week went by while she stayed at Razer’s house. Switching patients with Evie had made her days shorter, but longer for Evie. Beth felt guilty, but could do little to change the situation until they could discover who had shot at her. Thankfully, next week they planned to switch again. Evie could go back to her original schedule, just different patients.
Friday was a light day for both of them with Beth and Evie both leaving the house early. Evie was able to finish after one patient. Beth finished early also, returning to the house at lunchtime, going into the kitchen for a bite to eat. Rider was sitting at the counter, eating a sandwich.
Beth got the bread and began making herself a peanut butter sandwich.
“The house is quiet, where is everyone?”
Rider grinned. “It’s Friday. Party day.” At Beth’s raised brow, he explained further. “Everyone went into town for supplies. Usually the guys go, but the girls went also. Heard them carrying on about something. I try not to listen when they’re scheming.” He gave a shudder.
Beth laughed. She had become friends with several of the house occupants, they respected her personal space and when she hadn’t responded to a few of their overtures, they had backed off with a smile. The thing that had surprised her the most was while they weren’t shy about where or with whom they had sex, it wasn’t as constant as she had thought.
They worked hard. Beth had heard them in the factory early before she had gone to work and worked late in the evenings. Often, they would come in exhausted just to grab a bite to eat before going to bed.
On the other hand, they were filled with sexual energy. Beth had walked in the living room or television room several times to find the members having sex. The first couple of times she had immediately left the room, deeply embarrassed how she still left the room, but it didn’t embarrass her as badly. She supposed she was becoming desensitized. Others who enjoyed watching would often join in if invited. Those were the ones that Beth had a harder time dealing with because she felt it was only a matter of time before she walked in to find Razer involved in another trio.
Beth finished her sandwich and was drinking her milk, taking her phone out, she going to call Razer and see what he was doing. He had still been sleeping when she left; she hadn’t wanted to wake him yet, she now regretted missing the morning sex that she had become accustomed to. She was about to punch his phone number in when the front door opened and the men came in carrying groceries with girls trailing behind, packing shopping bags from one of the few stores in town.
Evie raised her bag. “Beth you missed out, we emptied that excuse of a department store. After we get something to eat, we are going upstairs to change into our new clothes. I even, as your best friend, picked you up a little something, something.”
Beth laughed, lowering the phone as the kitchen became crowded with the guys putting up groceries and getting the meat ready for the grill.
“Watch it, be careful.” Beth’s attention was drawn to Natasha whose hand was covering a patch on the curve of her breast. Beth froze knowing in her gut what was underneath. Natasha went to the refrigerator taking out a soda. Opening it, she took several swallows before sitting at the counter.
Her hand shaking, Beth put the phone back in her pocket. Face white, she headed for the door, wanting to get out of the room as quickly as possible.
Jewell drew everyone’s attention to her. “What’s wrong Beth, you look like you’re going to throw up?”
“Where’s Razer?” Beth’s question came out in a whisper.
“He’s not here, he’s with…” not waiting for Evie to finish, Beth tried to leave the room. Evie grabbed her arm. “Let me get a cold rag.”
“No, I have to get out of here.”
“Leave her alone Evie, she knows,” Natasha said.
“Knows what?” Evie’s confused eyes searched Beth’s, then went to Natasha.
“Fuck no, he didn’t. That’s where you went while we were shopping?” Evie couldn’t believe Razer’s stupidity. The hurt in Beth’s face was something she never wanted to see repeated and now it was right before her again.
“Yes.” Natasha had guilt written all over her face.
“What date does it have?” Beth forced herself to look at Natasha expressionlessly.
“Today.”
“Congratulations.” Beth said forcing herself to walk slowly out of the kitchen. She had her keys in the pocket of her pants and kept walking until she was out the front door.
Shade was getting off his bike when he saw Beth walk out the door. Even from where he was sitting, he could see the pain on her face. Quickly, he took out his cell, punching Razer’s number.
“Beth is leaving the house. From her face, I would say she knows what went down this morning.”
“Keep her there. Be there in five.” The line disconnected.
This time, Beth did not run from the house, consoled that at least this time she had not caught Razer in bed with another woman. No, it was tattooed on the woman’s breast in plain sight so that every time Beth looked at her she would know the exact date that Razer had fucked her.
As she drew closer to her car she saw Shade leaning against the driver’s door, blocking her from getting inside it.
“Hi, Beth.”
“Shade.”
Beth paused, waiting for him to move out of her way. When he didn’t Beth tried politely to get him to move.
“Excuse me, Shade, I would like to get in my car.”
“Oh, going somewhere? “ As she was trying to get into her car, Beth figured that was pretty much self-evident.
“Yes. Do you mind?” Again, she tried to get in her car, but Shade would not budge.
“Actually I do. Razer will be here in a minute. He wants you to wait for him.”
“But I don’t want to wait for Razer,” Beth argued.
“Take that up with him.” He shrugged.
“To do that, I would have to be here, which I don’t want to be, now would you please move out of my way?”
“Too late.” Shade gave a nod to Razer who pulled in on his bike, deliberately blocking Beth’s car. Shade moved away as Razer got off his bike to face an angry Beth.
“I want to leave and I would appreciate it if you would move your bike.”
“Where are you going?”
“I need to see a patient.”
“Who?”
Beth thought fast. “Mrs. Rogers.”
Razer pulled out his cell phone. “What’s her number, I want to see what the emergency is?”
Beth couldn’t think that fast. “Never mind. I don’t have to tell you where I am going. I just am, Evie can bring my stuff when she comes to work Monday.”