HarleyWe poked fun at Rick in his absence while we waited for him to arrive. After receiving a text message, Mason informed us that Rick was running a little bit behind and got caught up in traffic, so Laina went into the kitchen and reduced the heat on the curry to let it simmer and stay hot until he arrived.I joined her in the kitchen and topped up my sangria from the massive punch bowl filled with fruit and ice floating around in the cherry-purple concoction. “Want some?” I offered.Laina lifted her cup from where it was on the counter. “I already topped off my drink. Thanks, though.” She turned to face me, leaned against the counter, and crossed her arms under her breasts. “So?”“So what?”“How are you feeling? Are you nervous about seeing him?”I gave her a flat look. “Babe, I don’t get nervous. This is Rick we’re talking about. It will be great to see him.”She arched a skeptical eyebrow. “Right.”“I mean it. I’m moving on. I can’t stay hung up on him when I know he’s probably
RickIt felt like I’d never left.Except for when I saw Harley.She looked good. Too fucking good. Her tattoos were on display, and her strong thighs had me working hard not to stare. Her top was low cut but not dangerously so, showing a whispering amount of cleavage. Her long red hair was up in a messy bun and loose. Slightly curled strands hung down around her cheeks, framing her beautiful face.It was hard to pay much attention to anyone else with Harley looking hotter than sin walking around Mason’s place.My brother grabbed me a beer from the fridge and steered me out onto the back porch. I looked around at how nice the setup was. “This is a lot nicer than when I saw it last,” I said. “You have a nice touch, Laina.”Laina, who had just come out behind us, put down a bowl of chips and salsa on the table, which was surrounded by outdoor sofas. Everyone settled in and took a seat, and I found myself sitting beside Harley. I wasn’t sure if the others had done it on purpose or if that
RickHarley, who was sitting across from me, plucked her wine from the table and nodded at me over the rim of the glass as she took a sip. “I heard that you won yourself a pretty slick car out there. A Saleen?”I nodded. “Sure did.”She shifted in her seat, and her eyes lit up with excitement. “You’ll have to show me.”“I can drive you home tonight if you need a ride,” I offered.Everyone at the table went quiet and looked at us. Harley did something I had never seen her do before.She blushed.Then she lifted her chin. “That would be great. Thank you. Next time, I will refrain from the wine so I can drive it.”I grinned. “Deal.”It was a little awkwardly quiet after that, and I caught each and every one of our friends—and especially my brother—trying to hide their smiles.Clearly, there was some unspoken thing going on that I wasn’t privy to. Neither was Harley.Right. The smiles were because of us.Benji fanned his mouth after taking a piping-hot bite of spicy curry. Then he chugged
HarleyRick drove like the devil himself was chasing us, and I loved every second of it. The roar of the engine, the sharp corners, the way the force of the speed pushed me hard into my seat. He kept the windows down, and the wind ripped strands of my hair out of its bun, sending some pieces into my mouth. I let out a gleeful cry as Rick geared down and punched it.The car launched forward and hit top speeds.The thrill of it all had my heart racing. Not only was Rick Thomas sitting beside me, but we were approaching my apartment, and I was fairly certain that I was going to be bold and invite him up.I was tired of missing my chances with him, tired of wishing I’d done things differently. Tonight, I was going to get what I wanted.Him.All of him. In my bed. Under me. On top of me. All around me. Inside me.God yes.Rick slowed the car down when we approached the more populated streets around my apartment building. He took a right and then a left, and before I knew it, we were pullin
Harley“You don’t expect me to stop you now, do you?” I asked.He gave me a cocky grin that made an even bigger puddle in my panties. “Just making sure. Where’s your bedroom? I want you on your back. Now.”I slid out from between him and the counter and kicked off my sandals before taking his hand and leading him down the hall into my master bedroom.He stopped at the threshold, and I spun back to him where I stopped at the foot of my bed. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing. I’ve always wondered what your place was like.”I looked around at the powder-blue walls of my room and my white bed sheets. “Is it what you expected?”“Not even a little bit.”I smiled, and he came after me, pushing me down onto my back on the bed forcefully. Then he was climbing on top of me, trapping me with his knees as he began unbuttoning my shirt. Once he had it undone, he reached under me and snapped my bra off. He pulled both items off, and I lay half naked beneath him. He pinned my hands above my head and decorate
RickHarley flopped onto her back and gazed up at me as I knelt between her legs and sat back on my heels. She had a sexy little smile playing on her lips, and she closed her eyes to rest a forearm over them while she caught her breath.I ran a hand up her leg and squeezed her thigh. “I would have lasted longer if you weren’t so fucking hot and I hadn’t been dreaming of this moment for, I don’t know, the last five years.”She giggled, and her tits bounced. I liked that.“Stop it,” she said, peering at me from under her arm. “You were amazing.”I smiled and descended down upon her to steal a couple more kisses. “I guess your neighbors probably think you’re a floozy anyway. All that racket? Those sexy moans?” I kissed along the side of her neck and up to her ear.Her legs wrapped around my waist, and she kissed me hard, holding my face in her hands. “I don’t actually give a damn what they think, Rick. I just wanted to spare myself the awkwardness of them seeing me have an orgasm outside
Rick“So he caught up to you?”“Yeah. Well, some of his guys did at first. It was pretty bad. I was alone. They found me at the hotel I was staying in, and they busted my door down and came after me while I was in the fucking shower.”She blinked. “Yikes.”I sighed, remembering the memory very un-fondly. “Yep. Never thought I’d have to fight for my life completely buck naked.”She covered her mouth.“Are you laughing at me?” I asked.She shook her head, but a giggle came out, and then she hid her face in the blankets.“Harley!”“I’m sorry! I’m sorry. It’s not funny. It’s just… I started picturing it, and my imagination got out of control. Please, tell me the rest.”I rolled my eyes in mock annoyance and picked at a loose thread on her blanket. “Well, I managed to fight them off. I was lucky that one of the guys staying in the room next to mine came to my aid. We’d run into each other earlier in the night at the hotel restaurant and shared a drink at the bar. He came in fists swinging,
HarleyThe line of racers waiting to register had to be fifty feet long, and it wrapped between a bunch of parked vehicles on the race grounds. I sat at the registration table at the front of the herd with Charlie, who had offered to help me today.The qualifying race was always the busiest of them all. Drivers came from all over the city, and more showed up from surrounding suburbs. Some even made their way over from neighboring states to try to get a slot in The Streets.This year was no different.Charlie sifted through the papers in front of us to find the name of the young man standing in front of her. He waited patiently and looked around with wide eyes.“Is this your first time?” Charlie asked without looking up at him.I watched out of the corner of my eye as I waved the next driver to step up.The young man in front of Charlie couldn’t have been older than twenty-one. He wrung his hands together and nodded. “Yes, ma’am. First time. I didn’t expect there to be so many people.”
Harley“I can’t believe it, man,” Rick said.“I couldn’t for a while either,” Mason said. “But this is something we’ve wanted for some time now. Now it’s happening. You picked a good time to go away. I was going to ask for your help building the crib and setting up the nursery.”Rick chuckled. “Well, you have Benji for that.”The men looked at Benji. His shoulders slumped. “Yay.”Everyone laughed.“Are you going to find out the gender, or let it be a surprise in the end?” I asked Laina.She lit up like a light bulb and instinctively put her hand on her belly, even though she wasn’t showing yet. “I think we’re going to wait.”I smiled. “Beautiful.”Within the next half hour, everyone migrated to the dining-room table, which Laina had set beautifully with a white tablecloth, gold chargers, and white plates. The candles were in gold holders, and even the cutlery was gold. She had an eye for detail.While we devoured the spaghetti and meatballs, we talked about life and babies and all the
HarleyTwo Months Later“Careful,” I said as Rick took a sharp righthand turn and drove the Jeep into Mason and Laina’s driveway. The appetizer I’d thrown together slid across the backseat and bumped into the door panel. I scowled at him. “I slaved over those for fifteen minutes. Don’t ruin them before we walk in the door. I want to knock everyone’s socks off with how much of a homemaker I’ve become.”Rick killed the ignition and arched an eyebrow at me. “A homemaker? Really?”I lifted my chin. “What?”He snorted and got out of the Jeep. “Nothing. I just doubt anyone is going to think ‘homemaker’ just because you’re showing up with a plate of—what do you call these?” He opened the back door and picked up the plate covered in three layers of saran wrap.Wrapping the plate had been more difficult than whipping up the food.“They’re caprese salad skewers,” I said.I’d spent the fifteen minutes before we left sliding cherry tomatoes, bocconcini cheese, and basil leaves onto toothpicks. I
RickThe corner of her mouth twitched, giving away the beginning of a smile. “A trip, huh?”I nodded. “We can narrow it down to some destinations and start mapping it out. There’s no better time than now, right? We can get out of the city, figure out what we want, and make up for lost time. Just you and me and beaches and sand and—”“Lots of sex?”I chuckled. “That’s not what I was going to say, but I assumed it was part of the package.”Harley nodded. “That sounds like a plan to me.”“Good,” I said. “Now stay still.”She opened her mouth to ask me why but promptly shut it when I ran my hands over her shoulders and then to her breasts, which I gently massaged, loving how they felt all lathered in slippery soap.“You’re such a guy,” she said playfully.I snickered. “I know.”She let me lather her entire body in the shower. Then we switched places, and she did the same for me. Having her run her hands all over me was heavenly, and it helped me forget about the tight pain in my bruised r
RickAll the aches and pains that had plagued me on Saturday night were still with me when I woke up on Monday morning. I was lying on my back, and Harley was tucked into my side. Her cheek was on my chest, and her left leg was draped over me. Her breathing was deep and slow and soft, and I didn’t open my eyes.I just lay there and listened to her. And felt her closeness.Yesterday had been dedicated to recovering and covering our tracks from Saturday’s race. I hired a tow-truck driver to come get the Saleen and bring it back to my place, where I got it in the garage so that if the cops came looking for it, the car wasn’t sitting out somewhere. It needed a lot of work, and the downside of street racing was obviously that it didn’t have insurance. I couldn’t claim a hit and run when the car was beat to shit on both sides and the rear end.Fucking Torq.But it was just a car, and I liked working on vehicles. The Saleen would be my project for the next year or so while I figured out what
HarleyHe watched me like a hawk as I started going down to my knees, pulling his boxers down as I went.His cock sprang free, teasing and taunting me as I got comfortable below him. I gazed up at him and took his shaft in one hand, working him over softly and warming him up. His gaze was dark and heavy as I ran my tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip and then swirled it around his meaty head.I drew him into my mouth, suctioning my lips around his thickness. I worked him slowly at first, taking my time, easing him into it. I knew he was hurting, and I wanted to be gentle with him.If he’d let me.He had a way of taking over halfway through and showing me who was boss. Not that I’d be mad if that happened.I swirled my tongue around his length before taking him deep in my throat and holding him there as my mouth filled with saliva. Then I bobbed my head, sucking him off hard and fast and fitting as much of him in my throat as I could take.He let me suck his cock for a long ti
HarleyIt was a wonder that the Saleen had even started back on the track, and it was even more mind blowing that it made it back to my house without losing several more pieces along the way.I parked at the back of my building in the private parking lot. I didn’t want to leave it on the curb in case any police drove by. It would be easy for them to link the Saleen to the scene down by the docks, and then we’d be done for.After parking the car, Rick had to climb out of the passenger window again. Every move he made was gentle and controlled. I knew he was hurting and hated that there was nothing I could do to take the pain away.Once he was out of the car, I climbed across the console and slipped out too. He offered me his hand, and I took it but didn’t lean on him for support. I was pretty sure he wasn’t in much of a position to be offering it in the first place.We walked soundlessly across the parking lot, our footsteps drowned out by the sound of rain pinging off the metal garbag
Rick“Fuck me fucking sideways,” I said.I couldn’t afford to waste any time. Either I was getting his ass out of the car, or I was bailing.“You owe me, motherfucker,” I said as I leaned in through the driver’s window and reached up to unclip his seatbelt.Torq crumpled to the ceiling of the car, landing across my arm beneath him. Shattered glass from the windshield bit into my bicep and forearm, but I gritted my teeth against the burn and worked to drag Torq’s ass out of the car. He was a heavy motherfucker.He started groaning.I stumbled to my feet and hauled him backward. “Work with me you fat bastard. I’m getting you out of here. Your asshole buddies bailed on you.”He mumbled something incoherent.“Yeah, I know. They’re your friends, not mine. I guess that’s what you get for being a piece of shit.”I collapsed when I had him clear of the car. I struggled to catch my breath, and my side screamed with pain. I tucked my arms under his armpits, stumbled back to my feet, and kept dr
RickI landed heavily on the wet pavement after managing to climb out through the passenger window of the Saleen. My right leg was tender and bruised from Torq driving into me, and my chest ached from the seatbelt and being jostled around roughly as I’d lost control of the car.But I was alive, nothing was broken, and there was no blood. So, overall, things were pretty good.Aside from the approaching police.I used the car to push myself to my feet, slicking my wet hair off my forehead as I rose. Then I stood and waited for the dizziness to pass. I didn’t think I’d hit my head at any point, but it sure felt like I had. Maybe it was just severe vertigo from whiplash.It didn’t matter. I could figure that out later. I had to focus on getting the hell out of there and making sure Harley was safe, too.She had a lot to lose if this race got busted, and so did I. She was everything. If I lost her, I would lose my damn mind. After all this time, we were finally together, and there was noth
HarleyBenji and Mason took off for the registration table. I swung my attention toward Rick’s car. The whole passenger side was busted up. The damage looked pretty bad, and I had no idea what sort of injuries he might have acquired. I leaned forward to look down the road.The last drivers were only twenty or so seconds away. Maybe less.“I think his door is jammed,” Laina said, nodding at Rick’s car.I narrowed my eyes. She was right. He couldn’t get out. His car was too crumpled and too fucked up for him to get the door open. I wondered if it would still run.If we had to leave it behind, it was a sure-fire way for the cops to trace the car back to Rick. Then all our dreams of starting a new life together would be over. He’d be in jail for a long time.Charlie shook my arm. “What do we do, Harley? Tell us what to do!”I swallowed and took a deep breath. “Okay. Okay. We need to clear the area. Rick can handle himself. Help me get people the hell out of here. Send them off in differen