“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.”
“Yes, she will,” Razer heartily agreed.
Shade’s shoulders slumped. “Why are you both up so early?”
Beth smiled brightly at Shade “Razer is taking me for a ride this morning.”
Razer didn’t see as he was eating the breakfast she had set before him. Shade looked down at the one she sat before him. “I thought you might be hungry.” Beth said taking a bite from her smaller portion breakfast. It was obvious she had given him her breakfast.
Shade started to slide the plate back towards her, but the disappointed look on her face had him picking up the fork and taking a bite gingerly. After being up all night partying, he had been heading to bed when he had walked in from the backyard and saw them in the kitchen. Seeing Razer in his riding clothes, he had been curious as to where they were riding, but now he was wishing his boots had kept on walking.
“Where to?”
“If it’s okay with Razer, I thought we could ride to see my sister?”
“Cool with me,” Razer said, finishing his breakfast taking mercy on his friend he slid Shade’s plate towards him and began eating his food.
“Mind if I ride along?” Shade said, trying to
keep the small bite of egg he had forced down to try and stay in his heaving stomach.
“I don’t mind but…” Beth frowned.
“What?”
“Don’t be surprised if my sister is a little nervous around you.” Beth said, not wanting to hurt Shade’s feelings.
“Any reason why?” Shade probed.
A curtain fell over Beth’s face. “Probably the whole biker aura.”
Razer finished eating and poured himself another coffee. “Finish eating Beth, so we can get on the road. Lily will be fine, she needs to get used to the biker aura. The sooner the better.”
Beth started to argue with him to tell him her sister didn’t adjust well, but shrugged to herself. It was really none of his business and it would only force her to make more explanations, which she really did not want to do.
It was a beautiful day. The motorcycles flew down the road, and from what Razer yelled at Shade, they were going WFO, whatever that meant. Beth appreciated the expert way Razer handled his bike on the winding roads. It was obvious Shade and him had ridden many times together, each knowing what the other would do beforehand. Halfway to Lily’s college, they stopped for gas. Beth was standing, watching the men pump gas when the roar of bikes filled the air. Five motorcycles road into the gas station, the men in the group gave Razer and Shade hard stares. As they passed to park at the side of the store, four women that had been riding on the back of the bikes climbed off as the men stood lighting cigarettes.
”I need to go to the restroom.” Razer gave her a curt nod, hanging up the nozzle.
When she came out of the restroom, Beth found herself surrounded by the women with the bikers.
“Hi.” Beth smiled amicably.
The women stared back in confusion, their threatening glares disappearing.
“You guys out for a ride? Beautiful day isn’t it? I love your jacket, where did you get it?” The awe in her voice wasn’t feigned as she stared at the black and red leather jacket the woman was wearing. “I have a pink one, but it’s not as nice as yours.”
“Thanks.” The one with the leather jacket was finally able to get in a word.
“My name is Beth.”
“Is she for real?” One female biker asked.
Beth looked at the one who spoke. “Where did you get your hair done? I have been wanting my hair like that for forever.” She touched her own fine silky hair, staring enviously at the red haired woman’s glorious curls.
The ice was broken: the women introduced themselves.
“I am Crazy Bitch, Sex Piston, KillyaMa, and Fat Louise.” Beth could only gape as each woman introduced herself.
“You haven’t been warming back long, have you bitch?” The one called Sex Piston asked.
“Warming back?”
“Are you for real?” KillyaMa repeated sex Piston’s earlier question. She reached out and poked her in the arm, forcing Beth to take a step back.
“Cool it. We don’t want to start no trouble,” Fat Louise said.
“It’s fine, no offense taken. I know she was just joking.” Beth smiled reassuringly. Feeling another poke at her back, Beth turned to see Sex Piston.
“She’s for fucking real.”
“Well, it’s been nice meeting you. I better get back. We are on the way to see my sister. She goes to Breckenridge College.”
“That explains it.”
“Explains what?”
“Nothing. Better get going, your man will be waiting.”
Impulsively, Beth pulled out the pen and paper that she always carried in her purse.
“Text me sometime. I hope we can get to know each other better. What is your club name?”
“Destructors.” No one reached out to take the paper with Beth’s phone number.