Unstoppable

by Christina Marie

Dad rolled his eyes and grabbed Bryan by the shirt and held him at arm’s length, “Chill the fuck out.” He told Bryan.

  “That’s my daughters fucking lip gloss all over his face. His shirt’s half untucked.” Bryan yelled at dad. He looked at me, “I swear to god if you…”

  “Did you fuck her?” dad interrupted Bryan. Leave it to dad to not be subtle.

  “Nope.” I said through clenched teeth and glared at Bryan just as hard as he was glaring at me.

  Bryan narrowed his eyes at me before shoving dad’s hand away and turning around to go back into hospital.

  After the doors shut dad looked at me and crossed his massive tattooed arms over his chest, “I fucking knew when I called that you weren’t at Prom. It was too quiet and I could hear how heavy you AND Harley were breathing. So I’ll ask again, did you fuck her?”

  I ran my hand through my hair, “I said no.” I made sure I kept eye contact with him.

  He nodded his head, “Go clean that shit off your face.”

  “What’s wrong with Gramps?” I asked as we walked inside.

  “Oh your mom freaked out because he was getting dizzy and nauseous.”

  I nodded my head and walked away from him so I could go ‘clean up’. Once I had managed to scrub the stickiest damn lip gloss off of my cheek I walked out of the bathroom and went to the waiting area where grandma and the rest of our family were. I looked for Harley, but, she and Theresa weren’t in the room. Mom was nervously pacing the length of the room. When she looked up and noticed me she quickly walked toward me.

  “Bryan is livid with you!” She whispered

  Before I could answer or say anything Bryan was stepping between us, “I’m only going to warn you one fucking time Ryder. If you do anything, and I do mean fucking anything, to hurt her I will cut your balls off. The last god damn thing she needs is some high school play boy screwing with her head.”

  Mom gasped and I glared back at him, grinding my teeth together. I was nose to nose with him. “Step back Bryan you don’t know shit about me.”

  He never took his eyes off of mine, “This isn’t the time or the place for us to hash this shit out. I trusted you with her.”

  I shook my head, “I fucking kissed her, that’s it! Is that a crime?” I was trying not to lose my temper.

  “I suggest it doesn’t go any further than that.” He stared me down but I didn’t back away. He had no idea how I felt about Harley or that I had felt like this for years.

  Dad was getting ready to separate us when the doctor entered the room. He looked at all of us, “Phillips family?”

  Mom about tackled the doctor, “Is he okay?”

  The doctor motioned for her to sit down, “He’s fine, we are still running some tests his blood pressure was pretty high. He’s on medication for that..”

  Mom put her head in her hands while grandma rubbed her shoulder, “That old jerk has been lying to me. He said he takes his meds every day.” Mom mumbled.

  The doctor laughed, “He is definitely stubborn, but, he really has to take them every day.”

  “You can bet that we’ll make sure he does.” Dad said.

  We stayed at the hospital for another two hours before they released him. Grandpa was grumbling about having to be pushed out of the hospital in a wheelchair but one stern look from Grandma and he shut up before getting in the car.

  When I got home I took a quick shower, changed into my gym shorts, and text Harley;

  Me: Thank you for tonight…I just want you to trust me.

  I tossed and turned trying to go to sleep but no matter how hard I tried to get the memory of Harley’s lips and skin out of my mind I couldn’t. My dick instantly grew hard. “Mother fucker.” I mumbled and tried to adjust it back down inside my gym shorts. After a few minutes and no luck of it going down I shoved my shorts down and gripped my cock. I slid my hand up and down trying to ease the ache that was growing stronger in my nuts. I quickly released my dick and reached into the night stand where I kept the KY lube. I squeezed a good amount into my right hand and grabbed my cock that was now as hard as granite. The slickness of the lube, the warmth of my hand, the memories of Harley’s breath against my skin, her lips against mine, and her tongue working with mine had me gripping my cock tighter and stroking it faster. I circled the head faster and faster then pumped my hand up and down. Her soft whisper of my name against my lips played over and over in my mind. I imagined what she would sound like as I slid in and out of her pussy. My balls tightened, my stomach muscles clenched and hot spurts of come landed against my stomach. “Fuck.” I breathed out. I had never come so hard that it took my breath away. It was all because of Harley.

  Chapter 5

  The look on my dad’s face when I walked into the hospital was a look of shock and anger. Before I was bombarded with questions I went into the bathroom and looked over my appearance. “Oh my god.” I said when I looked at my neck. There was a faint red hickey just above my collar bone. My hair wasn’t a complete mess thankfully, I had no lipstick or lip gloss left on my lips and they still looked slightly swollen from us kissing. The door to the restroom swung open and my mom walked in.

  “Are you okay?” she asked. “Did you and Ryder…you know?”

  “No,” I lowered my head, “Just kissed, please take me home.”

  “Um—don’t you want to stay and wait to see how Lucifer is doing?”

  “Please mom, I just want to go home. You can keep me posted, I just--I don’t want to be around Ryder right now.”

  She nodded her head then we both walked out. Sydney tried to talk to me but I told her I wanted to leave so I could change out of my dress and go to bed.

  “Harley, if something happened…” Sydney started to say but I interrupted her.

  “Nothing happened okay!” I practically yelled. She hugged me then turned and walked away.

  The ride home was silent. When we pulled in the driveway mom stopped me from getting out of the car. “If something happened that you didn’t want to happen you’d tell me right?”

  “Mom I promise you, he didn’t and would never do anything to hurt me. We kissed a little that’s it.” I told her. What I couldn’t tell her was that it was the most amazing kiss ever and that I actually wanted more from him, but I didn’t want to get hurt by him in the end.

  “I know he wouldn’t, but sometimes things can get carried away. Maybe it’s time we get you put on birth control?”

  “It didn’t. I don’t need it mom, I’m not having sex with anybody. I’m fine just like I am.” I squeezed her hand then got out of the car.

  She waited until I was inside the house before she pulled out of the driveway.

  I went to my room and tossed my heels into my closet and hung my dress up so I could take it to the dry cleaners. Then I went into my bathroom so I could shower.

  The hot water cascading down my sensitive skin felt amazing. But it reminded me of how hot my skin felt when Ryder was touching me and kissing me. Ryder had made me feel things I had never felt before. My nipples tightened at the memory of his lips against my skin, even though the water was scalding hot my body was again covered with goose bumps. I slid my soapy loofa across my sensitive hardened nipples and gasped at the feeling. I closed my eyes and dropped my loofa, then ran my hand across my stomach and up to my breasts. Memories of Ryder’s lips ghosting across my skin, his breath hot and moist against my lips, his tongue firm and sliding gently against mine. I moved my hands from my heavy breast, down my ribs to my hips then slid one hand down to my throbbing center. My clit was swollen and hard, the nerves were tingling for a release. With one finger I made slow circles then moved my finger down the slit to my entrance. The slickness covered my middle finger and caused me to moan. I moved my finger back up to my clit and circled it then lightly tapped it. My knees grew weak so I backed up until my back was resting against the cold tiles of the shower. With one foot on the edge of the tub I opened my pussy lips with my ring and index finger and started massaging my
clit again. I pictured it being Ryder’s fingers, my head fell against the shower wall as I continued tap and massage my clit faster. I dipped my finger back inside my pussy and pulled more of the slickness up to my clit, a tingling sensation started at my toes and rapidly moved up my body until I was shaking from the orgasm I had just given myself. I stood there shakily taking deep breaths, “I cannot believe I just did that.” I sighed. It was all because of Ryder.

  Once I finished my shower and dressed in my sleep clothes, I went to my bed and noticed the light blinking on my phone. I swiped the screen to see that I had two text messages. I read the first one from mom, she wanted to let me know that Lucifer was going to be fine and that they were going to run more tests on him before they dismissed him. I sent her back a text asking her to tell Lucifer he needed to take better care of himself. The next text message was from Ryder, I read it but chose not to reply because I had no idea what to say back. The evening had taken a turn that I never expected to have happen between us. Could I trust Ryder? That was a question that I couldn’t answer but my heart already had its mind made up…Trust Ryder.

  I slept in the following morning, when I finally went downstairs my dad was reading the paper and drinking his coffee. He lowered the paper and narrowed his eyes at me.

  “Don’t even start.” I told him as I walked past him to the refrigerator.

  “He’s lucky I didn’t kick his ass, Harley.” He grumbled.

  “Seriously dad, we kissed. Why is that a crime?” I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him.

  Dad stood up from his chair so fast it scraped across the tile floor. He pointed a finger in my face. “I fucking know how boys his age work, I also know he’s a fucking punk that thinks girls your age are disposable. I’ll be god damned if I watch him pull the shit on you he’s pulled on half the girls in your school.”

  “OH MY GOD BRYAN!” Mom yelled and slapped him on the back of the head.

  “God damn it,” he rubbed the back of his head, “You know as well as I do, one little kiss can lead to fu…the horizontal mambo in the back seat of that Charger.” Dad yelled.

  Mom laughed, “Horizontal mambo? Really?! Listen, Ryder’s a good boy. I’m pretty sure that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. Now stop yelling at her and ask her how the rest of the night went.” She patted his cheek and smiled at us both.

  I told them how much fun Star seemed to have and showed them the pictures on my cell phone. Mom hugged me, “You probably made her night, she’ll never forget that night.”

  Dad filled me in on Lucifer, since he hadn’t been taking his medication regularly that was what caused him to end up so dizzy and nauseas. “I’ve gotta get to the club, Cade and I are doing a run today.”

  “A run? Let me get changed.” Mom started for their bedroom.

  “Ah…you can’t go on this one babe.”

  Mom turned and narrowed her eyes at dad, “What do you mean?” she planted her hands on her slim hips.

  “It’s MC stuff.” Dad shrugged his leather vest on.

  “Bryan, what the hell does that mean?” she yelled and threw her hands in the air. “The ONLY time it’s just you and Cade is when he has to shoo…” she stopped talking and her eyes got big.

  Dad walked over and kissed her, “Stop.” He whispered in her ear. He kissed her again then walked over and hugged me.

  I knew better than to even ask about anything related to the runs that the ‘Rail Riders’ went on. Unless it was a Poker or charity run and I knew it wasn’t one of those.

  As the weeks went by I stayed busy filling out college applications and touring different colleges. I had decided that my favorite was Washington State, the same place where mom and Sydney graduated from. It was still close to home but not too close like the community college. I was looking forward to getting out of town and meeting new people and making new friends.

  Our families still got together on weekends for dinners, the tension was still there between Ryder and my dad though. Most weekends Ryder would eat then leave without saying a word to me or barely looking my direction. At school I would catch him staring at me, not with anger in his eyes but a look of desire? Want? Need? He didn’t date anymore; it was like he was waiting for the perfect time to strike…me.

  The rest of the year went by so fast I was relieved to have kept my 4.0 grade average. Things between Ryder and me still weren’t the best, mostly because we both knew that had we not been interrupted the night of prom our relationship would have changed from friends to more. And I would rather have him in my life as a friend than nothing at all.

  The day of graduation I stood with our class as our principal announced us as the graduating class and wished us all good luck in our future endeavors. We all hugged our friends then parted ways to our families. Ryder grabbed me by the elbow and stopped me before I reached the thick crowd of attendee’s.

  “Go out with me tonight, I know once you’re off at college you won’t be coming back much.” He stared into my eyes waiting for me to answer him.

  “Sure,” I shrugged my shoulders.

  “I’ll pick you up at seven.” He gave me his signature lopsided grin, held his arm out to me and we walked over to our families together.

  Both of our mom’s wiped more tears off their cheeks, Cade and my dad hugged us each then looped an arm around their wives. “Let’s go eat I’m starved.” Dad said.

  We went to the restaurant that had given all of us graduates a gift certificate for a free meal. After we ordered Cade asked if I was pretty excited about going off to college.

  “Yep, I can’t wait. I just hope I have a nice roommate.” I smiled.

  “Yeah, because your mom had a pain in the ass one!” Dad said with a laugh and had to duck when Sydney threw a sugar pack at his face.

  “Ryder what about you? Are you excited to go?” I asked.

  He drew his eyebrows together, “I’m not going.”

  “Why?” I asked in confusion.

  “Because (he dragged out), I’m going into business with dad. I’m going to do custom paint jobs. I’ve already finished a few--made pretty good bank so...”

  “Oh.” I can’t believe I hadn’t heard this before now.

  Our meals came and we all ate in comfortable silence, our parents started telling stories about us when we were babies, toddlers, and finally stopped when they reached the night of Prom.

  “I’m going to go home and shower then change, I’m going out with a friend tonight.” I told them.

  “You are? Who?” Dad leaned back in his chair.

  “Me.” Ryder leaned back in his chair and the stare down began.

  Silence filled the table, “You just remember my warning.” Dad said with a firm tone.

  Ryder rolled his eyes at dad, Cade thumped his ear and mumbled something I couldn’t understand.

  An hour later the familiar rumble of Ryder’s Harley cut the night time silence then shut off. I checked myself in the mirror and hurried out of my room before dad could say too much to Ryder.

  “It’s a fucking bike Bryan.” I heard Ryder whisper yell at dad.

  “Doesn’t fucking matter. I was your age once too.”

  “Knock it off Bryan!” Mom said trying not to yell.

  “I’m ready.” I said with a smile. Dad grumbled something before he hugged me.

  “Have her home before midnight.” Dad told Ryder.

  “Seriously?” I asked in shock.

  “Yep!” he said popping the P.

  “I’m eighteen!” I protested.

  “You still live here that means the house rules still apply…”

  “Have fun and be safe you two.” Mom pulled dad away from us so he would stop talking and leave us alone so we could leave.

  When we got out to the Harley, Ryder gently put the flat black full face helmet on my head and adjusted the chin strap before he put his helmet on. He got on, held his hand out to me and helped me get on the soft leather seat behind him.

  Chapter 6
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  I didn’t expect Harley to agree to go out with me. I honestly figured she would try to come up with some sort of excuse.

  Our meal at the restaurant with our families went pretty good, until she mentioned she was going out with a friend later. I knew Bryan wasn’t going to be thrilled about it being me, but, it was her choice. When they were talking about college and she asked if I was ready, it pissed me off. Not one time had she ever asked me what my plans were after graduation. I pushed the anger away because I wanted tonight to be all about me and her. I wanted to talk about what happened between us Prom night.

  When I showed up at their house Bryan met me at the door.

  “You’re not taking her out just to get a piece of ass.” He growled out and glared at me.

  Thankfully before we could get into a full on yelling match Harley came downstairs. She was wearing a pair of dark skinny blue jeans, white long sleeve cotton shirt, her black riding boots, and her hair long blond hair pulled into a pony tail at the base of her neck.

  We pulled away from their house, the vibration and rumble of the pipes sending a chill down my spine. Harley’s hands were loosely resting on my hips. Once we made it through downtown and on the open highway I grabbed her hands with one of mine and pulled them forward. She pressed them against my stomach, her thumbs rubbed against my skin through my shirt. I twisted the throttle, Harley gripped me tighter as the V8 engine rumbled to life down the highway. I looked down when I felt her pulling my shirt loose from the waist of my blue jeans. Then her cool hands softly caressed my abdominal muscles. The same heat I felt the first night she touched me—I felt the same trail of fire again. I left my left hand on the handle bar and placed my right hand over her hands. If she didn’t stop moving her hands she’d have them down the front of my jeans. And that…would cause problems for us. I sure as hell didn’t want to wreck with her on the back and have to explain WHY to her parents.

  I pulled into the driveway and slowly rode down the gravel driveway once we were under the carport I killed the engine. Harley slowly slid her hands from under my shirt and rested them on my thighs. Quickly I unfastened the chin strap of my helmet and hung it on the handlebar. Before she could move to get off I climbed off and unfastened her helmet and set it on the ground next to my feet. I stood up stared into her eyes then cupped her face in my hands and not so gently pressed my lips against hers. Our teeth tapped together, lips separated, and tongues entwined. Our rhythm was intense and perfect together. Her taste, her moans, the way she pulled me closer to her it was all making it almost impossible for me to stay in control of my actions. I kissed her hard one more time before I regretfully pulled away.