Razer's Ride (The Last Riders #1)

“I know how honest you are Beth. You can’t deny what happened last night. Were you aroused last night watching me with Knox?” Beth didn’t say anything, averting her eyes to a spot on the table.

“I know I found it hot as hell watching Razer finger fuck you and you jacking off Rider. I haven’t come so hard in a long time when Knox fucked me against the wall afterwards.” Beth’s eyes lifted in shock to Evie, who was giving her a gentle smile.

“I don’t know why I did,” she confessed.

Jewell broke into the conversation. “I do, you were horny. Girl, you got to relax and get laid.”

Beth and Evie both burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Razer asked as he walked back into the room.

“Girl talk.” Beth said before the two women could say something outrageous.

“I put your suitcase in my room. Do you need anything? Shade and I are going to the bar and check out where you were shot at and then ride into town to see if the Sheriff has anything new.”





“No, I don’t need anything. I think I will work a new schedule for Evie and myself.”

With orders to stay inside the house, Razer went in search of Shade. Beth went upstairs alone to catch up on the paperwork Evie had thoughtfully picked up for her. She completed worksheets on the clients, calculated the next week’s payroll, and was thinking about organizing Sam’s grandmother’s files which were still in the trunk of her rental car when she became sleepy. Lying down on the bed, she thought she would take a quick cat nap.

Lips at her throat woke her. “Now this is what a man wants waiting for him when he opens his bedroom door.” Beth opened her eyes to smile sleepily up at Razer.

“A woman can’t go wrong waking to a sexy man.” Razer smiled at her reply.

“You think I’m sexy?”

“Yes.”

“A man always likes to feel his assets are appreciated.”

“Ahh. I will have to tell you more often then. I don’t want you to feel under appreciated.”

His lips traced down to the curve of her breasts; his hands tugged the shirt down exposing her bra-covered breasts.

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.

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