“Put me down.”
“Bring her back” Killyama screamed over the loud brawling.
Beth was barely able to lift herself up, the last thing she saw was the bar completely destroyed. Evie had gained the upper hand over Sex Piston and had her down on the floor on her stomach and was sitting on her back with her arms pulling her arm backward. Natasha also was lifting a vase that was on the table and used it to bash Sex Piston into releasing her.
Outside, Razer saw the car where Evie must have parked it in a hurry. It was blocking the bikes. She knew never to do that, but knew she must have been worried about Beth to make such a stupid mistake.
Beth’s small hands beating on his back brought him the understanding that he wasn’t going to ride with her struggling on his bike. Opening the driver’s door, he shoved her across the seat and got in behind the driver’s wheel. Seeing that Evie had been smart enough to leave the keys in the ignition, he started the car and started to pull out of the lot when the sheriffs and two deputies cars were pulling in.
“Let me out!” Beth yelled.
“Sit back. I am taking you home.”
Beth sat back in a huff. Crossing her arms over her chest she sat there in disdainful silence right up to the point Razer passed her turnoff and was obviously headed to his house.
“Obviously you passed my house. Stop and let me out. I can walk home.”
“You are not going to your house. That crazy bitch is not going near your hair.”
“Crazy Bitch wasn’t going to cut my hair. Sex Piston was, she is a hair stylist.”
“One of those bitch’s is actually named Crazy Bitch?”
“Yes.”
“Which one was she?”
“The one sitting next to me with her arm around my shoulders.”
“Figures.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means I know how she got her nickname. Why in the fuck would you want to hang with someone named Crazy Bitch and Sex Piston?”
“Oh I don’t know, probably the same way I let a guy named Razer fuck me over,” Beth said sarcastically.
“I didn’t fuck you over. I protected you. We decided that it was the best way to keep you safe.”
“We?”
“The eight original members. They set the rules for the club.”
“I see, the club decided that I needed protection from Memphis, and that you fucking Bliss would send that message. Well, Memphis believed it, as I am sitting safe and sound in this car. Mission accomplished. Job well done. Why is it safe to tell me now?”
“Memphis made his move. He tried to blow the factory and the house up. That gave us all the proof we needed.”
“He tried to kill everyone?”
“Yes.”
“But why?”
“The insurance money.”
“Well, I am glad you guys were able to stop him before anyone else was hurt. I will have to tell the sheriff not to forget I want to press charges on him for tampering with my brakes and hurting Lily.”
“Didn’t turn him in to the sheriff. The club handled it.”
Beth swallowed, she didn’t want to know how the club handled Memphis’s betrayal. Razer pulled into the driveway of the house and smoothly parked the car in its normal spot. Getting out of the car, he opened the passenger door. Reaching inside he took Beth’s arm trying to pull her resisting body out of the car.
“I am not going to go inside that house ever again. Take me home.” Beth slapped at his restraining hold and found herself effortlessly pulled from the car and once again her stomach on his shoulder. Ignoring her demands, Razer packed her inside of the house and up the flight of steps to his room. Inside, he flipped on the light switch before dropping Beth on her back onto the soft mattress.
Beth tried to scoot off the mattress, but found her ankle in his firm hold, pulling her inexplicably to him standing next to the bed. Her ankle was released and she found her legs lifted to his shoulder, as her pussy was plastered to the front of his jeans. The hard length of him encased behind his jeans had her panties dampening, not listening to the recriminations her mind was demanding to dampen her building desire.
“Stop wiggling or I am not going to be able to wait.”
“I am not doing this Razer.”
Beth’s frantic movements increased and she felt her legs lower and wrapped around his waist as he leant forward, covering her body with his pausing long enough to remove his shirt. His lips gently covered hers. Thrown off guard, Beth’s struggles slowed. Razer explored her mouth as if he had never kissed her before. Her lips unconsciously widened under his subtle guidance. His tongue seared the warm recess of her mouth, creating warmth that was beginning to melt the ice she had encased herself in since she had seen him holding Bliss.