Razer's Ride
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Beth glared back. “Fuck off!” She snatched her car door open. She would run over his bike if he didn’t move it. She felt herself lifted of her feet and thrown over Razer’s shoulder.
“I think we need to talk.”
“I don’t want to talk to you, you asshole. That was the whole point of me wanting to fucking leave!” Beth yelled.
“I wonder what Pastor Dean would think of the language spewing out of your mouth?”
“Let me go,” Beth screamed as he walked towards the house.
Razer ignored her and kept on walking. Beth saw various feet as they walked through the house, but none of them moved forward to help. She quit struggling as he walked up the stairs, figuring no argument was worth a broken neck. As soon as he cleared the steps, her struggles resumed.
“What is your problem?” Beth yelled at him the second her feet touched the floor in Razer’s room.
He raised a sardonic brow at her as he shut the door, leaning back against it to prevent her leaving before they had a chance to talk.
“I think you’re the one with the problem, obviously since you’re determined to leave without giving me an explanation.”
“I certainly don’t owe you any explanations.”
“You have laying in that bed, fucking my brains into mush for a week woman. I think I do deserve an explanation.”
“I know you fucked Natasha.” Beth said just wanting to get it over with so she could leave before bursting into tears in front of the jerk.
“Did she say I fucked her?”
“No, but she didn’t deny it.”
Razer nodded. ‘That’s because Viper asked her not to.”
“Viper?”
“Yes. He was here this morning before everyone got up. I had a meeting with him. No one but Shade, Natasha, me, and now you, know that Viper is in town. He wants to keep it that way for a little while longer.”
“So Viper and Natasha?”
“Viper fucked Natasha this morning and afterwards she got her tat.”
Beth felt relief. As if she could finally breathe again.
“That doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the show.” Beth’s breath caught again. Feeling as if her legs were going to give out, she walked the short distance, sitting on the end of the bed.
“You watched?”
“Yes, but I did not touch or participate,” Razer clarified. “Beth, I told you no woman has her name on my dick. This means you too. What we have is good and I am not ready for it to end and I don’t think you are either.” He waited for a nod from her before he continued. “That being said, I know me touching another woman in the club goes beyond what you can deal with, so I am giving you my word I won’t touch, but I am not going to let you cut my balls off either. So you will have to deal with me watching and enjoying the others playing.” Beth didn’t know how to feel about his blunt reply.
Razer watched her facial expressions and sought to relieve her fears. “I am not going to do shit behind your back. If I watch Rider give it to Jewell, I’m not going to pretend I didn’t. But I know you enjoy watching too Beth. You didn’t exactly run out of the room the other day when Knox and Natasha was fucking and you sure as hell didn’t turn your eyes away last night when Bliss gave Rider a blowjob. You may leave the room, but not without taking your sweet time. Instead, when we went to bed last night you were so primed it took me half the night to satisfy you and that is saying a lot coming from me; which is also why I was still sleeping when you left.”
Beth turned bright red. He was right, it had brought out the desires in her body, and she had thought it would never be quenched. Razer had brought her to several satisfying climaxes and had doused the fire that had been brought to life by observing them. As soon as Beth admitted that to herself, recriminations set in. She could hear her father screaming in her head how sick and perverted she was.
“No Beth.” Razer got on his knees before her and pulled her hands away from her face.
“There is nothing wrong with enjoying sex in all the different ways there are to enjoy it. There is no one under age here, coerced or forced to be here. We enjoy sex and have a lifestyle that works for us. But I can see that goes against everything you have been raised to believe and want for yourself. You have to find out which suits you best and makes you happy.”
Beth took a deep breath. “I can deal with you watching. I just don’t want to be worried that you’re going to fuck another woman the minute I leave your side.”
Razer did not say he would not touch another woman. “I promise that before I touch another woman, I will tell you. I don’t want that fear in you all the time, but I will tell you, knowing that when I do, we will be over because I know that you couldn’t deal with that choice from me. Ok?”
It was as good as she was going to get. Beth knew she would have to be content with what he was able to give her.
“All right.”
“Are we cool?”
Beth smiled. “Yes.”
Razer leaned forward, giving her a deep kiss. Beth responded and was winding her arms around his neck when a knock at the door interrupted them.
Razer disengaged their lips, standing up. Before answering the door, he warned her.
“Remember, no one is supposed to know that it wasn’t me who voted Natasha in this morning.” At her nod, Razer opened the door to see Evie standing uncertainly, ready to knock again.
“Can I come in?”
Razer opened the door wider in invitation.
Evie searched both of their faces before a smile lit her face, determining that for now their argument had been settled. She lifted her hand with a bag in it.
“I got you an outfit when we went out today. Knew you didn’t have anything here to wear for the party tonight. Would have swung by your house and picked you up something there, but figured you didn’t have anything there either.” She laughed, “So I took care of it when I picked up something new for myself.”
“You shouldn’t have, but thanks, I appreciate that you picked something out for me.”
Evie smirked, handing her the bag. “Yes, well you will probably wish that I hadn’t when you see what I bought. Getting out of here before you do, have to get ready myself. If you don’t hurry, the guys will pick out all the best steaks for themselves.”
“I will get changed and be right down.” Impulsively, Beth grabbed a startled Evie, giving her a tight hug.
“Girl, you know I don’t hug,” she said, pulling herself away with a smile.
“I just wanted you to know how much your friendship means to me,” Beth said, not in the least fazed.
“God, now she is getting mushy. I definitely gotta go.” Beth laughed as Evie practically ran from the room.
Razer shut the door behind her, taking Beth into his arms, his lips buried and brushed her neck.
“How come you never get mushy with me?” he questioned.
“Because unlike Evie, who ran from the room, you would pass out in horror.” Beth giggled.
“Try me,” Razer said seductively. “I might surprise you.”
Beth blushed, stepping back out of his arms to pick up the bag with the clothes Evie had given her and grabbed a towel.
“I doubt it; a man who commands complete dominion over where his dick goes is not ready for mushy.” At his laughter, Beth stuck her tongue out at him before slamming the bathroom door, hiding from his questioning gaze.