by Jamie Begley
Everyone had assumed he had finally pissed the wrong person off and had been killed. Hidden in the vast mountain he was so good at hiding in. Beth had known better, she was the only one in town who had never believed he was dead.
“That’s Cash Adams.” Beth couldn’t keep the awe out of her voice.
Razer came up behind her as she stood behind the bar. “I take it you know him?”
“He went to my church before he disappeared.”
“From what he told us, he left town to join the navy which is where he met Viper and the rest of us. He is Viper’s lieutenant. He rode in with him this morning.”
“He hasn’t changed I see.”
“No?”
Beth could only nod her head speechlessly as Cash smiled at her. He said something before leaving the women standing, waiting like little puppies for their masters return.
“Razer.” Razer nodded. Cash’s eyes found Beth “You’re Beth Cornett, Pastor Cornett’s daughter?”
“Yes.” Beth couldn’t hide her surprise that he recognized her.
“You’re all grown up I see.” His blue eyes brushed the cleavage that was accented by the leather vest.
“You have too.” She stated the obvious. His facial features had toughened and matured into a face that was compelling to look at.
He smiled. “I heard about you dad and mom, sorry to hear of your loss.”
“Thanks.”
“Sorry the bastard is dead, because I wish he was still alive so I could beat the shit out of him.”
Beth’s mouth dropped open at his bluntness.
Razer reached back and handed Cash a beer. Cash took it, twisted the top of and took a drink before continuing. “He was a sick fuck that I was too young to know how to put out of commission. That wouldn’t be the case today.”
“No, I don’t imagine it is,” Beth agreed, not knowing what else to say.
“Good seeing you again.” He gave Razer a nod and stepped away, again enveloped in the mist of the three women.
“Wow.”
“Careful, I could get jealous,” Razer said with a grin.
Beth looked over her shoulder to see he was only joking before turning again to watch Cash as he went back to standing against the wall, his brown eyes surveying the room almost as if he was searching for someone. The women were given occasional replies to keep pacified, but he never diverted his attention from the room.
Razer leaned in against her, fitting himself to her back, his cock against her ass; his arm slid around her waist. The pressure of his body forcing her against the bar was holding her in place. Beth eyes looked around the room trying to find what Cash was searching for, but her task was forgotten as her attention was caught by the activities going on in the room. Members were openly fucking and getting various body parts stroked and sucked. Beth had been so surprised by the appearance of Cash, she had failed to notice the sexual activities going on in the room.
Stori was sitting on Memphis’s lap, fucking herself on his cock. He was holding her by the waist and was jerking her up and down his shaft as she faced him, her legs were pushed back and the heels of her feet were on the chair behind his head. Memphis jerked her up and down faster on his slick cock. Beth could only watch as Stori’s head fell back, giving total control over to Memphis.
“I’m glad you enjoy watching too.” Razer’s thumb reached up to stroke her nipple through the leather, raising the nub to a hard aching peak.
Beth didn’t say anything, just stood there as his thumb began its torment.
“As you can deduce, Stori is very limber. That’s how she got her nickname. Because every member had a story to tell about the position she could get you off in.”
“Her nickname?” Beth said in confusion.
“Yeah, the guys name the women.” His rough jaw nudged her head towards Evie who was on her knees in the corner sucking off Train. His hands were making a mess of the woman’s hair as he used it to guide her on his cock. “Evie was given her name because she is so… so… tempting.” Razer’s hand that had been holding the icy cold beer slid under her skirt to pulled her panties aside finding find her already slickened clitoris. His ice cold touch had her standing on tippy toes trying to get away at first, then seconds later to guide him in his movements.
Beth felt self-conscious momentarily until she realized that no one could see Razer’s movements behind the enclosed bar. His hand that had been tormenting her nipple left to raise the back of her skirt showing the thong she wore. The tiny pink strip barely visible between her creamy butt cheeks, his hand returned to her midriff, his thumb again finding her nipple. His hips pressed into her without the smooth leather between her ass and his jean-covered cock. She unconsciously wiggled back against him as he rubbed and stroked her clitoris hidden from view by the rest of the room by the tall bar. Unable to help herself, her head fell back onto his shoulder.
“Ember?” Again his cheek nudged her towards the strawberry blond that was sitting by Nickel, drinking a beer and was casually talking as if nothing was going on around her. “She is slow to start, but when she does her pussy is like an inferno.”
Beth was close to climaxing. Razer was seducing her with his words and fingers. No one looking at them would know what was going on behind the bar. The illusion of privacy allowed Beth to participate without the guilt of recriminations storming her, drowning out everything she believed herself incapable of doing.
Her head moved of its own accord to Jewell who was sitting on Knox lap with the other woman. She was kissing the other woman while casually stroking Knox’s cock through his pants. The three were in their own little world. As she watched, one by one they stood and walked to the stairway.
“Jewell was given her name because her,” his hand in her panties pressed roughly against her clitoris before two fingers pressed against it tightly. Holding it in a firm clasp. Not hurting, but preventing her from climaxing, which is what she was about to finally accomplish. “Is like a precious ruby, all red and glistening when you’re going down on her.”
A whimper escaped, her hand shakily reached out to grasp the bar. When she finally managed to gain momentary control her eyes once again fell to Cash and the three women. They were getting tired of being ignored. Natasha flounced off and was soon on the lap of another member. Dawn with a pout found a seat next to Sam, who for once was sitting by herself with a bottle of whiskey in her hands.
Bliss also disheartened, turned to leave, but with a snap of his wrist, Cash pulled her back. The small woman was lifted off her feet and within the blink of an eye was pressed back against the wall he had been leaning with her legs wrapped around his lean waist. Two of Razer’s fingers suddenly drove deep within her and he begin thrusting harder and she rose even higher on her toes as she watched Cash hands adjust his pants to pull out his hardened cock to place a condom on just before he shoved it in a withering Bliss who was obviously having issues accepting his large cock.. The woman arched as he fucked her hard. Beth thought he might be too rough, considering the pounding she was taking, but the look on her face was one of ecstasy, not pain.
“Now Bliss, I can’t give an informed opinion about, but the men say that her pussy is like dying and going to heaven.” With a scissoring motion of his fingers and a brush of his thumb against his against her clitoris, she came. She raised her hand and bit into it to keep from screaming and drawing everyone’s eyes to her. When Beth’s spasm’s stopped, Razer removed his fingers gently, smoothing down her skirt before stepping away to wash his hands in the sink behind them.
Beth picked up her glass, taking a long drink, trying to calm her body down.
A half-empty whiskey bottle was sat on the counter in front of her.
“Come on Razer, I’m bored, let’s go upstairs and play. You can come back down here later.” She waved her hand at Beth “She can come too, I’ll show her how you really like it.”
“Get gone, Sam,” Razer said, turning back from the sink.
Sam n
arrowed her eyes. “Since when do you say no to a threesome? Damn girl, we need to go upstairs and you can show me a thing or two. All this time I thought you were a tight ass little virgin. You been getting it and keeping it a secret?”
Sam reached out for the whiskey bottle, but Razer took it away, setting it back behind the counter where she couldn’t reach it.
“You know the rules, you can’t get drunk or your escorted home. You ready to leave?”
“I am not drunk.” With a shrug, she gave Beth a sweet smile that didn’t reach her hardened eyes. “I can find someone else to play with tonight, maybe tomorrow, Razer? I need a little maintenance work from you.”
“What does she mean?” Razer gave Sam an angry glare, but didn’t try to stop her explaining.
“Don’t tell me Razer hasn’t showed off his special skill with that razor of his. He keeps all the girls nice and neat. Buys special lotions for just that purpose, he’s an expert at it, he never nicks the flesh. Always does it before he goes down on you.” Sam could see she had struck her target a huge blow. “Later, Razer.” The women both knew Razer would be back in her bed, it was only a matter of time. Beth tried hard not to throw up, bringing a shaking hand up to cover her face until she could regain control.
“Ignore the bitch,” Razer said calmly.
“Please don’t touch me.” Beth begged. She removed her hand to see Cash looking at her in concern. Bliss now covered, was also watching her with a sympathetic look.
Bending down, Razer lifted Beth up, her legs automatically went around his waist, her arms circling his neck. He carried her upstairs to his room, bracing her against the wall as he unlocked the door. Finally getting her hurt emotions under control, she glanced down the hall and saw several doors open.
“Why are the doors open?”
“Curious kitten?”
“I was just wondering, usually they are closed.”
“It means that anyone who wants to watch or participate is welcome.”
“Oh.” Beth buried her face in his neck.
Razer laughed at her shyness carrying her through the doorway. “Want me to leave the door open?” He teased.
Beth shook her head in his neck. The door closed with a sharp snap; she was lowered gently to the bed. “You always going to be this shy?”
Beth studied his face “Does it bother you?”
“No, it doesn’t bother me.” He reassured her; raising her to a sitting position. Razer hands went to the clasp of her top to unsnap it. Her hand grabbed his to stop him.
“Beth, what Sam said wasn’t all true. I am not day spa.”
“Not all true, but most of it. I think I am angry with myself, not you. It was obvious you were experienced at shaving a woman, but I buried my head in the sand. I do that a lot with you.” She raised her hand when he would have interrupted her. “Please let me finish. I don’t expect anything from you except to keep your promise and break it off with me before touching another woman again. I can accept it while it lasts if I know I am the only one, if only for a short time.”
“I can do that.” Razer reached out brushing a thumb across her pale cheek. “Now it’s my turn. I haven’t touched Sam or Evie since that night. I am not saying I haven’t been with other women, just not those two. I couldn’t when I realized how bad I hurt you. I wouldn’t do that to you again.”
Reaching up she cupped his face in her hands. “Razer, I know I’m not as good as the other women you have been with, I can try harder if you show me what…”
His mouth silenced her words reassuring her without words, but Beth scooted away from him to sit in the middle of the bed on her knees.
“Come here.”
Beth shook her head no again, moving out of his reach when Razer would have reached for her. Stopping when she reached the head of the bed, she stood up removing her top and throwing it on the chair beside the bed. She reached for her skirt provocatively, wiggling out of it, letting it join the top.
“Does Kitty wanna play?” Razer pulled his shirt, then his boots and jeans off. When he reached for her, she dodged him, dancing across the bed.
“Woman, are you thinking about teasing me after I watched practically the whole club getting off and you come on my fingers? I don’t think so.” With a lunge, he reached out snagging her ankles when she thought he would go for her arms.
Her feet were pulled neatly out from under her, Beth felt herself falling softly on the bed. With a jerk he pulled her towards him until her ass was on the edge of the bed. Her fingers grasped the edge of the bed afraid she would fall off.
With one hand he brought both of her legs to lay against his shoulders. The panties she wore were snapped apart as he tugged sharply.
“I am going to make you purr, then I am going to make you scream.”
Beth was getting worried she had bitten off more than she could chew from the look on Razer’s face.
His fingers found her wet and slick. Taking his cock in his hand, he guided it to her entrance and plunged deep in her pussy with one hard stroke.
A gasp escaped her at the pleasure she felt as he began to thrust within her. Always before he controlled himself, while not rough tonight, he didn’t treat her as if she would break. Beth realized he had been holding back, afraid of frightening her. Razer had been taking it easy on her, not truly giving himself because she had been a virgin when they had first had sex. He had not been enjoying the sex they had been sharing as much as her if he was having to restrain himself. Beth remembered the look on his face from earlier tonight. Driven from the pleasure with her thoughts, Razer realized she wasn’t with him. With her legs still over his one shoulder, he leaned over her, tightening her pussy on his cock. They both groaned at the added simulation. His thrusts became shorter as if she was clutching him, not wanting to let go.
“Razer?”
“Kitty is going to see how Razer likes to play tonight.”
Leaning back, he took her legs in his hands and brought them straight up, opening and closing them in a scissoring motion. He pumped his hips making his cock delve deeper in her sheath than he had ever achieved before.
Her climax when it hit was earth shattering for Beth. Rubbing her clitoris, he prolonged her climax until she lay trembling, unable to stop the spasms going through. Razer’s thrusts escalated, her legs now wrapped around his waist, her hips in his hand guiding her movements.
With a groan she felt him jerk within her, coming hard. When he was done, he pulled out and moved her until she lay in the middle of the bed. She could only lie there, trying to catch her breath, with Razer having just as much trouble getting his breath back to normal. Finally, he was able to remove the condom, placing it in the trashcan.
He went into the bathroom and Beth heard the water running before it was shut off. He returned with a wet washcloth to unabashedly wash her off before taking the washcloth back to the bathroom. Razer lay down beside her on the bed. His hand massaged her still trembling muscles.
“Still sensitive?”
“Yes.” Blushing, she looked away, but Razer turned her face back to his with a firm finger.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about, did you enjoy yourself?”
“You know I did.”
“So did I. When you fuck, it’s going to get messy, if not, then something’s not working right. The aftermath of sex can be just as sexy as the getting to it part. I like them both. I want you to get on the pill, okay? If we are going to be exclusive, I want to come in you.”
“I will make an appointment Monday.”
“I get tested regularly even though I always wear a condom, but I will get a new one before I go naked. Deal?”
“Deal.”
Razer turned out the light, lying on his side, he pulled her close, cupping her breast in his hand, his head buried in her throat, she felt him relaxing.
“Razer?”
“Yes?” his voice already sleepy.
“Can we go for a ride on your bike tomorrow?”
“Yes kitten, now go to sleep.”
She snuggled against him already planning on where they would go the following day.
Chapter 13
She woke Razer up at eight, unable to control her excitement. Beth ignored his grumpy mood, which disappeared when she bravely jumped in the shower with him, determined to become the woman that would be able to keep Razer satisfied. The look on his face was worth the embarrassment and the orgasm he gave her in return made her efforts well worth the effort.
Beth made them eggs and toast. She was pouring the coffee when Shade walked through the back door and took a seat on a stool by Razer.
“Hey Shade, where were you last night?” Beth asked.
Shade paused, about to take a sip from the coffee cup he had swiped from Razer with a glare. Beth laughed, getting another cup, she poured another for Razer.
“Yeah Shade, where were you last night?” Razer aggravated his hung over friend.
“I was visiting a sick friend,” he said with a straight face.
“That was kind of you. Do they need any help? I could go down before we go for a ride.” Concerned, Beth offered, seeing Shade was obviously tired.
“No thanks.” Shade’s reply was strangled.
“Are you all right? You sound as if you are coming down with something. Is your friend contagious?”
“No. If I need any help, I will ask Evie, they know each other very well.”
“You do that, Evie will stay on top of the situation.”