CharlieAs soon as Benji relinquished his grip on my hair my lips curled in a smile. I gave his lap one last roll of my hips before dropping to a crouch between his legs, looking back at him over my shoulder, and straightening my legs slowly. I maintained my bent-over position, giving him a good view of my ass and the thin strip of fabric that covered my lady bits.It had been a long time since I put on a show like this.I’d ball park it at about three years.Sure, I’d had some fun with some of my girls up here after closing on the occasional Friday or Saturday night when we had the whole place to ourselves, but it was a completely different thing when there was a man in the room. Especially a man who made you feel all hot and bothered every time he turned his brilliant green eyes on you.Benji was something special. I felt like a fool for thinking it, but I thought it anyway. He was kind and attentive and not at all self-involved like all the men I’d been with before. Every conversat
CharlieThe warm wet press of his tongue upon my clit sent shivers of pleasure down my spine. I braced myself with my hands behind me on the table. My wrists ached but I didn’t give a damn as I hung my head back and closed my eyes.Benji worked his tongue in slow circles around my swollen and very sensitive clit. I tried to keep my legs apart for him, but when his slow strokes turned into quick flicks my legs trembled and I lost control of muscles I was not accustomed to letting take over for themselves. My legs tried to close and Benji pushed them apart and left one hand on the inside of each of my thighs to keep them there.His fingers dug into the flesh of my legs while his tongue plunged low to trace my opening.Whimpering, I looked back down at him. I couldn’t look away. He worked with determined ease that had me biting down on my bottom lip as soft moans escaped me and I inched closer and closer to the first climax a man had given me in years.I reached down and ran my fingers t
BenjiRick nodded down the long narrow road that was illuminated by his Jeep headlights. “You sure this is the right place, man? It looks pretty—deserted.”“This is where the GPS says to go,” I said, glancing down at the map on my phone. I’d plugged in the address Harley sent me earlier that afternoon for tonight’s race. “Go on. I’m sure it’s just around a corner at the end or something.”Mason leaned forward in the backseat to grip the sides of mine and Rick’s seats. “Don’t be a pussy, Rick. It’s just a long dark road. The scariest thing that’s down there is Harley herself.”I chuckled. “He’s right.”Rick scowled but drove ahead anyway. “I just figured there’d be more cars around is all. Are we late? Or early?”“Maybe a bit early,” I said.Our early arrival was intentional. I wanted to meet up with Kevin before the race and get a feel for his Hellcat. Hopefully he’d arrived as punctually as we did in order to make that happen.The road had to be a good three miles long. It was flanke
BenjiHarley dropped down into her seat and signed off on my name while shaking her head and muttering to herself. Charlie sat smiling up at me with her arms crossed under her breasts. She looked hot as hell, but then that wasn’t a surprise. The girl always had my cock twitching every time I saw her and after the show I got last night I knew exactly what was under those tight blue jeans and the red tank top she had on; a wonderland of curves and milky soft skin.I hooked my thumb over my shoulder. “Alright. I’m out of here. Wish me luck.”“You don’t need it,” Harley said.“Good luck,” Charlie said. Her voice was sweeter than honey and the inflections of her tone were filled with desire.I swallowed my own lust, turned around, and marched back to the car with Rick hot on my heels. He grabbed my elbow but I didn’t slow. “Did you and Charlie fuck last night?”“None of your business.”“So that’s a yes. Unbelievable. How is it that you get an in with a girl that hot practically the minute
CharlieWaiting at the finish line for this race was a much different feeling than last week.Last week there was no personal tie to the outcome. But this week, as I stood at the finish line leaning as far forward as I could over the line to peer down the length of the long dark road into nothingness, I couldn’t help but be aware of the tight knot in my gut and the fluttering of nerves in my chest.“Are you alright, Charlie?” Harley asked beside me.I glanced over at her. Although she’d sounded concerned she didn’t look it. In fact she looked a little smug with her arms crossed over her chest and her weight resting on her right foot.I nodded. “Yes. Why?”“You look a little worried. That’s all.”“Oh no, not at all. I’m fine.”“You’re sure you’re not worried that someone might not make it back in one piece?”I scowled at her. “What are you trying to say?”Harley laughed and rolled her eyes. “Don’t play coy with me, Charlie. You’re my girl. I know you better than I know myself, and that
CharlieRick had one hand cupped to his mouth and was yelling for Benji to punch it. Mason was more reserved with both hands in his pockets and a cool expression on his face like he already knew the first place spot was going to the Lancer.Which maybe it was.I knew more about bikes than I knew about cars, but as I turned back to watch Benji and the Lancer close the last quarter mile I knew it would take a miracle for him to take first place.The cars were seconds away. I held my breath as they came in hot and Harley’s grip on my shoulders tightened. They screamed past us, and it was obvious that the Lancer crossed the line a good hood length ahead of Benji’s Hellcat.I exhaled with disappointment and felt all the tension leave my body with that breath.Harley patted my shoulders. “Second is still a brilliant place to be. He’ll be placed in front for the next race. And this was his first go at anything of this capacity since last year, babe. He did good. Great even.”We watched as th
BenjiI was still brooding over my loss to the Lancer when I got to the shelter on Tuesday morning. Most of the kids were out, and those who had stayed in for the day were in their rooms, the library or were watching TV in the common area to avoid the shitty weather. Rain had been coming down since late last night and hadn’t let up once. The sewers would start spilling over if it kept going at this rate and the taxis and cars would be wading through a couple inches of water.New York City drivers were bad enough in perfect driving conditions. This would make it a nightmare. And could potentially jeopardize the race coming up this Saturday.I forced myself to think of other things. Things I had control over unlike the weather and my loss to the Lancer.Things like Charlie.Seeing her at the race on Saturday had made my night. Her warm welcome assured me that our time alone at Ascension had been as good for her as it had been for me—and maybe she wanted to do it again. It had certainly
BenjiThe conversation was still loud in my memory to this day. I’d never heard her sound so scared and after that night I never let her stay late again on her own. There were repercussions for starting a shelter like the one I had in a not so glamorous part of the city. The kids I watched over tended to have unsavory friends, and those friends weren’t the sort to come to a place like my shelter for help. They would rather take what they wanted and damn the consequences and the people they hurt in the process.I showed up at the shelter after the cops. Heather was standing out in the yard with a blanket over her shoulders giving her statement when I parked and got out of my truck. I ran to her but was blocked by two officers. After telling them who I was and being waved over by the cop talking to Heather, I rushed to her side and found myself being nearly squeezed to death in her arms. She had a tighter grip than I would have expected.I still felt guilty even now over how scared she
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