Razer's Ride (The Last Riders 1)

The men from the club filed into the bar, swamping the bar with their boisterous voices. The women on the floor squealed in joy. Several of the girls left to latch on to a member. Evie just kept dancing with Beth as if nothing had happened.

“I thought you said no men.”

“Didn’t know until this afternoon. I knew if you found out you wouldn’t come. I wanted you to come. Don’t be mad.”

“I am going to fire you.”

“No, you’re not, because then you would have to do Errol. You hate doing Errol, I don’t. We are a team now.”

The sneaky woman was right, but Beth wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easy. She was going to give her hell, but a hand sliding across her stomach, pulling her backwards against a swaying body stopped her.

“Can I cut in?”

“Please do before she busts my ass.” With a wave of her fingers, she went back to the table, now with several men keeping it warm.

“Miss me?”

“No.”

“I missed you.” Razer buried his face in her neck, pulling her closer to his hips. Beth could feel the thickening cock in his pants pressed against her ass.

“I want to go back to the table.”

“Later.”

“But…”

“I want to dance with you for a while. Then I will get us both a drink.”

Razer was seductive, moving his body against hers. Guiding her sinuously against his as the others danced around them. His thigh slid between hers, moving back and forth against the crotch of her jeans. Beth wanted to push away from him, but couldn’t find the will power. A small moan escaped her lips as he began to rub faster as the music changed to a faster beat. His hand on her stomach slid under her top, coming to a rest underneath her breast. His thumb reached up to stroke the curve of her breast.

Sanity returned with a rush. The reminder of his position within the club; his sexual involvement with the women repulsed Beth. His participation as an original member could not be forgotten and she felt disgust for herself because she was still attracted to him.

Jerking away from his touch, Beth was determined to go back to the table, get her keys, and leave.

“Let’s get that drink.” Razer didn’t let her run. Taking her arm he pulled her to the bar counter, sitting on one of the tall stools, he maneuvered Beth to stand between his legs. He swiveled the stool seat so that Beth was effectively trapped between him and the counter. Beth tried to struggle away.

“Not tonight Beth. You know it all now. I am not hiding anything from you. Be brave and hang for a while. I know this blows your little protected world to smithereens and the only sexual positions you have probably tried is missionary.” Razer laughed in her angry face. “Beth there is a whole world out there for you to experience.”

“Don’t laugh at me.” Furious at his amusement at her expense, she pushed at the hard thigh blocking her escape, “You man whore.”

Razer threw his head back laughing. “Do you think you are insulting me?” He shrugged, “I enjoy sex, in fact I love sex.” He leaned toward Beth, his lips found her slim throat as his hands grasped her sides, easily lifting her onto her toes until her breasts brushed his chest. “Not everyone believes that sex has to be taken so seriously; it can be fun, sexy, dirty, challenging, and oh so delicious.” His tongue slowly licked a path to her ear, giving a nip to her earlobe.

“Razer.” He no longer toned down his sexuality with her. He was guns blazing attempting to seduce her. He knew that Evie and the other women would have filled her in on all the aspects of the club. He had told her that he would not be faithful to her while they saw each other, so now his conscious was at rest as he was going to try to get her in bed.

“Do you think this makes you desirable to me?”

“No.” Suddenly serious, he leaned back. “Only a certain type of woman is attracted to the type of men in the club. You definitely are not one of them. I thought you were at first, that was why you were attracted to me and wanted me to work for your pussy, so you pretended to be skittish.”

Picking up his drink, he swallowed his drink in one swallow. Hurt, Beth lowered her eyes so that he couldn’t see his first impression of her hurt.

Beth wanted to stomp out of the bar, her pride intact. He angered and frustrated her with his attitude toward everything. He was her direct opposite. Suddenly, she finally understood his attraction for her. Opposites attract was an old saying, but in their case, it was true. They were complete polar opposites. As uptight and morally repressed as she was, Razer was lighthearted and experienced. Her father had stifled her until all his convictions and rules had become normal. Her sexuality had become so stifled it would try to escape, which was her first attempt at an affair with Razer, but when it would become too much for her fledgling sexuality, she would cut and run. Beth had a decision to make, she knew she could never, nor did she want to develop a laissez faire attitude towards sex, but she could have fun, maybe she would even allow herself to experience another mind-blowing orgasm from Razer. She just had to be smart and take a card from the other women and not let her heart become attached.

Determined, Beth let her hand reach out and lay on Razer’s thighs.

“I would like a drink.”

Razer narrowly managed to keep from spitting out his drink, shocked at the tone in her voice. “Mick, give Beth a drink.” Beth heard Mick set the bottle on the counter behind her, but was too embarrassed to face him. She had let her weight relax against Razer, her mound now rested against his covered cock. His hand had moved to her back, sliding down to her ass, pulling her even closer.

Razer did not care why she had given in. This was his fantasy, her relaxed against him, pliant and wanting him. The desire between them simmered as they talked quietly, occasionally other members, both male and female, would join the conservation as they ordered drinks from the bar. Beth got to know them personally as she listened to them talk on a variety of topics. When a crowd began forming, Razer stood, moving them to a table at the back of the bar, pulling her down onto his lap. Beth didn’t demur, as he again became a focal point. Knox and Evie had taken chairs across the table and faced Beth and Razer. Rider took the chair beside Razer. Evie and Beth talked casually about driving to Lexington one weekend to shop at the mall, also going to a medical supply to pick up some items to make their clients life easier.

Knox, who was sitting next to Evie, slid his hand between her thighs. “You get me hard when you talk nurse.”

Evie attempted to pull his hand away, looking at Beth’s embarrassed reaction.

“She’s my boss, you idiot.”

“Not here, not tonight. When you’re on her dime she can judge. Right now I want to watch you come. I think she can handle it. What do you think Razer?”

Razer laughed. “I think so; I’ll see what I can do to distract her.”

“I would appreciate it.” Knox’s voice was thick. He nuzzled Evie’s top away from her braless breasts, taking the tight nipple in his mouth. Beth watched, unable to stop as Evie was pulled onto Knox lap. Beth’s attention was redirected as Razer’s hand, which had casually been resting on her thighs, slid up to her pussy, roughly stroking her through her jeans. When she would have jumped up from his lap, Razer used the opportunity of her opened thighs to get a firmer hold. His other hand gripped her breast and held her in place on his lap. His fingers sought and found the turbid nipple hiding behind her thin bra, playing with it ruthlessly. Beth’s pussy instantly spasmed as she began to feel herself get wet. He lowered his mouth to her neck, taking a small amount of flesh into his mouth sucking gently on the highly sensitive area. Beth felt swamped with desire, she wanted to stop him; but the feelings he was raising in her was an exquisite pain that cried for relief.

Beth could only stare helplessly across the table as Knox unbuttoned Evie’s top, baring her pert breasts before putting his mouth on the other breast. Razer unzipped her jeans, his hand sliding inside beneath her panties.

“Wait,” Beth pulled furiously at his wrist.

“Shh… they can’t see anything, you’re still covered. Knox is blocking the view from the rest of the bar. The only thing they,” he nodded toward Knox and Evie, “can see is my hand working you and the reaction on your face showing you’re loving what I am doing to that wet pussy.”

A finger entered her tight cunt while his palm worked her clitoris. Evie and Beth stared at each other as the men tormented them.

Knox released Evie’s breast raising his lips to her ear he whispered something Beth couldn’t hear.

“What did Knox say to you Evie?” Knox grinned at Razer before he again sucked Evie’s breast back in his voracious mouth.

“He said…” She stuttered as Knox’s hand obviously began rubbing Evie faster.

“Tell him.” Knox ordered.

“He said that when you made Beth come, he wanted to watch; then he was… was going to take me out back and fuck me.”

“And how was I going to fuck you?” Knox questioned.

“You were going to fuck me hard.”

Beth watched her friend get manipulated into an orgasm in front of her and unable to fight the arousal that was burning between her own thighs. Rider sat next to Razer and Beth; as commonsense began to assert itself, she looked around to see that no one was paying attention to their table in the darkened corner. Rider seeing she was conscious of the others in the room, turned his chair until his back blocked the side view of the room. With Knox blocking the frontal view and the wall to their left and back, they were enclosed in their own private world. Razer slid a finger deep within her; Beth bit her lip so she wouldn’t scream and draw attention to the table. Razer’s hand released the button behind Beth’s neck releasing the halter. The top slid forward, she reached out to catch the material, but her hand was caught and placed on Rider’s jean covered cock. He squeezed her fingers tightly against him.

“I can understand why Razer wants you so bad. I am about to come in my jeans watching him fuck you with nothing but his fingers.”

Beth became even wetter as she squirmed on Razer’s lap, trying to find release. Curiously, her fingers traced Rider’s cock through the jeans, watching as he unsnapped his jeans. Rider’s large cock sprang out into her hand. Rider guided her hand over his cock, showing her how he liked it. Watching Evie get worked by Knox and Razer playing with her own pussy, Beth’s inhibitions lowered until the most important thing was to find a release to the escalating passion. She moved her hand on Rider, not sure why, only that she wanted to watch him come. He began thrusting his hips upward; instinctively, she knew he was already going to come. Evie’s moans drew her attention from Rider; Knox held her tight in his arms as she orgasmed, Rider’s semen filled her hand, it was the last that threw Beth into her own climax. Knox waited until Rider and Beth were covered before jerking a satisfied Evie out of her chair hustling her to the back of the bar.

“Want another drink?” Razer asked.

“I think I have had enough.”

“You’ve only had two. You have only taken a couple sips out of the second.”

There went blaming the alcohol for her behavior. Rider and Razer resumed talking as if nothing had happened, but Beth was unable to meet their eyes. Later, Knox and Evie returned; Beth was too embarrassed to meet her eyes also. Razer seeing what was going on, frowned at her.

“You’re making Evie feel bad. Stop it.”

True to his word, Beth saw Evie was becoming upset and wasn’t trying to hide it. Beth got up and hugged her friend. “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I was only embarrassed about my part in it. I have never done anything like that in my life.” Beth was conscious of the others at the table listening, but wanted to reassure her friend.

“Really, Beth, that was tame considering some of the things we do.”