Razer's Ride (The Last Riders #1)

“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.

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