RAGE: President & First Lady Of The Death Dealers MC (25 page)

“I have something for you.”

“I know. You just won’t give it to me,” Raven says with a
scowl.

“Jesus. The closer we get to your birthday, the more of a
sex fiend you become.”

“How is that a bad thing?”

“Just look in the glove compartment. There’s an envelope in
there.”

She sighs and pulls out the envelope with the little blue
bow.

“What’s this?”

“Early birthday present. Open it.”

She removes the tickets from the envelope and I watch as her
eyes go wide.

“Oh, my God… Oh, my God….”

“You like him, right? He’s the one always playing on your
phone?”

She screams in excitement and bounces in her seat.

“Pull over!”

“Why?”

“Just do it!”

I pull over, park, and turn to her. She unbuckles her seat belt
and climbs into my lap. Her lips are all over my face, a “thank you” coming out
between each kiss.

“You’re welcome, babe.”

“You are
so
getting a blow job for this.”

“Shit. Who else you like?”

She giggles and moves into her seat as I pull back onto the
road.

“I’ll give you a list. Why are there four tickets?”

“I thought you’d want to take Chrissy. The other one is for
Ron.”

“Awesome! But… these are for tonight. Gage! You couldn’t
give me a little notice?”

“We might have to stay overnight, so pack a bag.”

She pulls her phone out of her pocket, and pretty soon I
hear Chrissy screaming on the other end. I pull into her driveway just as she
hangs up.

“Okay. She’s gonna come over, so you can pick us up here.”

“Got it.”

“Where’s my kiss?” I ask as she reaches for the door. She
rolls her eyes and pecks me on the cheek. I grab the back of her neck and pull
her lips to mine. I tease them with my tongue until she grants me entrance.
Before I can slip inside, she pulls away, drawing a shaky breath.

“Three days, Gage.
Three
days
. Can you believe
it?”

“I know.”

“Seems like I’ve been waiting forever.”

“Tell me about it. Maybe we should go away somewhere… just
the two of us. Go lay up on a beach for a few days.”

“Yeah, we could make love under a palm tree.”

Make love.
Usually, those words would make my skin
itch. But not coming from her. The dreamy expression in her eyes makes me want
to give that to her. The problem is, I don’t know how.

“We can
fuck
under a palm tree.”

She glares at me and pushes me away. “You just had to go and
be nasty.
Bye
.”

“I’ll pick you up at seven!” I shout just as she slams the
car door.

I wait until she’s inside then drive off. From three months
to three days. I can’t believe I made it. I can’t believe I made it with no
pussy. Well, the last six weeks since we got together anyway. Shit. I hope I
don’t make a fool of myself and come too quickly. I guess I just need to make
sure I take care of her first.

When I get to the clubhouse, I find Ron waiting for me. I
toss the car keys to Booker as I pass him. “Get it washed, will ya?”

“Sure thing, Prez.”

They’ve both been great so far. I think it’s about time I
put their membership to a vote. Especially Ron. I don’t know what I would have
done without him these past few weeks.

I shower and pull on some black jeans, a white shirt, and
black Timbs. I actually comb my hair, remembering how Raven looked at me that
night at Scythe. I also wear her favorite cologne. I grab my wallet and black,
leather jacket and head out.

“Wanna take the Mustang?” Ron asks.

“Nah. The Charger. You drive.”

The girls are on the porch, waiting when we arrive. We lean
on the car and wait for them at the end of the driveway.

“Oh…
shit
,” Ron whispers next to me.

They’re wearing the same outfit—little black skirts that
barely cover their asses and some crisscross contraption of a top that has
their tits popping out.

“Go change,” we say at the same time.

The girls look at each other, then burst out laughing. Raven
opens the back door and gives me a defiant look.

“We’ll be late. Let’s go.”

Fuck me.
I toss their bags in the trunk and slide in
next to her while Ron and Chrissy take the front. She settles under my arm and
places her head on my chest. Every now and then, she takes a deep breath and
releases it slowly.

“You’re like a little puppy. Always sniffing me.”

“Because you smell amazing,” she and Chrissy say in unison.

“Okay, you two spend
way
too much time together,” Ron
says as they laugh.

“Look who’s talking. The ‘go change’ twins. Don’t worry,
baby. You smell amazing, too,” Chrissy says.

By the time we get to the venue, they can barely contain
their excitement. They’ve put on jackets, but that does nothing to curb the
interested stares. I drape my arm around Raven’s shoulder and pull her close to
me. There’s no way she’s leaving my sight tonight. She leans against me as we
wait for the show to start.
Damn, she feels good.
She raises her phone
above us and tells me to smile. After she takes the picture, I watch her post
it to Instagram.

The show starts and she steps away from me. When the guy
comes on stage, all the women lose their fucking minds. Including mine. She and
Chrissy are screaming, their phones trained on the stage.
At least she’s
happy. That’s all that matters.
After a few songs, I have to admit the guy
isn’t bad. He starts the song Raven had as a ringtone and she stands
transfixed, just staring up at him. When he gets to the chorus, she starts to
sway. I take her hand and pull her back into my arms.

She presses her ass against my crotch and slowly rolls her
hips. I move her hair to the side and feel her shiver as I kiss behind her ear.
She places a hand on the back of my neck and grinds harder. I squeeze her thigh
as my dick starts to harden. I hear a soft moan as I slide my fingers under her
skirt. I’m so close, I can feel her heat. Before I can move my hand, she bends
her knees and my fingers slip. They connect with the crotch of her panties. The
wet crotch of her panties.
Fuck!
I pull my hand away as if I’d been
burned. She turns around and stares up at me. Looking into her eyes, everything
clicks into place in my mind. I know exactly what I’m getting her for her
birthday.

***Raven***

Toni is freaking out. I sent her some videos and pictures
from the show, and she is losing her mind. Not to mention it’s the first time she’s
seen Gage, so she’s berating me for not fucking him yet.

“Who are you texting at this hour?” Gage asks, annoyance in
his voice.

“Toni.”

“Who the fuck is Tony and why are you texting him?”

I roll my eyes as I resign myself to the fact that all men
are the same. “
Toni
. I’ve told you about
her
.
She’s
my
Miami Chrissy.”

“Oh.”

“She wants to come visit. Says she wants a big, bad biker,
too.”

“Well, we have plenty of those around here. Can she come for
your birthday? I’ll buy her ticket.”

“You will?”

“Sure.”

He grimaces as I scream and climb onto his lap. Chrissy and
Ron laugh, but I don’t care. I text Toni and she replies with a “Hell yeah!”

“Aaah! She said yes. Thank you. This is going to be the best
birthday ever!”

“Babe.”

His voice is strained, so I furrow my brows at him in
confusion. He glances down and so do I. With me straddling him, my skirt rode
all the way up and he has a very nice view of my lady bits. I give him a
sheepish smile and slide back into the seat, pulling my skirt down.

We stop at Waffle House and then Gage gets us two rooms at a
hotel. I wanted to stay with him but he decided it would be best if Chrissy and
I share a room. Just a few more days and we don’t have to worry about
appearances. We’re beat, so Chrissy and I shower and crawl into our beds. Just
as I’m nodding off, the room door opens. Chrissy lets Ron in and shushes him.

“Raven’s sleeping,” she whispers.

They climb into bed and under the covers and I think they’re
going to sleep. That is, until I hear a moan.
No, Baby Jesus. Tell me
they’re not going to have sex with me in the room.

“No. You’ll wake her up.”

“Please, baby. I need you.”

Shit. The desperation in his voice makes
me
want
to fuck him.

“Okay… but be quiet.”

I’m lying on my back, so I can pretty much see the movement
under the blanket. I don’t want to move and alert them, but I also feel like a
perv. Chrissy’s trying to be quiet but even if I was asleep, I would have heard
her. Ron tosses the blanket back and kneels on the bed. He reaches into his
back pocket as she works on his button and zipper. I swallow a gasp when she
pulls his dick out of his pants. She’d told me he was packing, but good Lord.
You
go, Ron!
I watch with appreciation as he rolls on a condom and tells her to
turn around.
Oh, God. What should I do? I shouldn’t be watching this. Most
of all, I should
not
be turned on!
But I am. I can’t help it. I
clench my fists at my sides to stop myself from sliding my fingers into my
panties.

Ron holds on to her hips and slowly slides inside her. My
muscles clench as I think about Gage doing the same thing to me. I think about
him pumping into me the way it’s happening right next to me. The pulsing in my
clit gets harder to bear. Ron reaches up and grabs her hair, pulling her head
back as he moves a little faster. I try to keep my breathing even, but I don’t
think I’m very successful. Thank God they’re not paying attention to me. He
throws his head back, lost in pleasure as Chrissy meets his thrusts. He grabs
her hips, steadies her, and thrusts deep, holding the position. She cries out,
unable to keep quiet. I really can’t ignore that. Ron jerks his head in my
direction and tries to pull the blanket around them.

“Great, guys. Traumatize me, won’t you?”

“Oh, God, Ray. I’m sorry!”

Ron chuckles as I wrap my blanket around myself and head for
the door. “Have fun,” I tell them.

Luckily, we got adjacent rooms. I knock on the door and a
confused and shirtless Gage opens up. He looks beyond me out into the hallway.

“Are you okay?”

I push past him and toss my blanket on Ron’s bed, the
untouched one, and climb into Gage’s.

“Those two can’t keep their hands off each other for one
night.” He chuckles as he joins me, pulling me into his arms. I lay my head on
his chest and throw my leg over his. “Can you keep a secret?” I ask.

“Of course.”

“Promise me you won’t tell anyone. Pinky swear.”

“I promise, babe.”

“I watched them.”

“Ron and Chrissy?”

“Yeah… until they got too loud to ignore, anyway. They
thought I was asleep.”

“You bad, bad girl.”

He chuckles and trails his fingers up my thigh. The stirring
between my legs returns. “I thought about you… about us.”

“Soon.
Very
soon.”

“I know. Two more sleeps.”

“I hope you won’t mind leaving your party early, but we’re
out that bitch at midnight like Cinderella.”

“Are you kidding me? I’ll drag you to a closet if I have
to.”

He squeezes my thigh and takes a deep breath. I feel him
getting hard against my knee.

“Did you have fun tonight?” he asks.

“Yeah. You?”

“It was a’ight. I see why you like that tattoo song. Plus,
it’s kind of our story, don’t you think?”

Our story. We have a story and we have a song.
I need
to remember to add it to my Gage playlist. My heart beats faster, threatening
to burst out of my chest. His hand is now on my ass, tracing the edge of my
panties. I slide my leg over until I’m sitting on top of him.

“So… I’m the only one you want kissing your tattoos?”

“What do you think?”

I lean down and place a soft kiss on the word “death”
printed on his sternum then move across to the word “dealers.” He draws in a
sharp breath. I slowly travel down his chest, kissing and licking at his ink.
He groans as I suck on his nipple. I slide my tongue up the words on his
stomach and bite into his flesh. His body jerks, but he doesn’t stop me. He’s
so hard I can barely find anything for my teeth to hold on to. I trail little
kisses up both his arms before he flips over and settles between my legs.

“You’re driving me crazy, Raven.”

“Fair’s fair. You do the same to me.”

He moves to the side, leaving one leg between mine. His
fingers crawl up my inner thigh but stop at the edge of my panties. I moan as
he makes small circles on my skin.

“Touch yourself for me.”

Baby Jesus in the manger.
My breathing accelerates as
I pull my T-shirt up. I stare at him as he watches my hand disappear into my
panties.

“Are you wet?”

Wet? It’s Niagara Falls down there.
“Yes.”

“Let me see.”

I roll my fingers around then show him my glistening digits.
He takes my hand and sucks on my fingers one by one. I think I feel myself gush
even more.

“Fuck, babe. I knew you’d taste good.”

He covers my hand with his and slides it back into my
underwear, keeping his fingers on top of mine while I touch myself. He moves
the tip of my middle finger to my clit and presses down. My hips jerk, and I
whimper.

“Circles… right here,” he instructs.

I follow his order as he bites my nipple through my shirt.
It sends a zing of current through my body and I shudder. He continues to guide
my movements, touching me but not really touching me. I can’t hold back the
sounds escaping me.

“Gage….”

He kisses me deeply, his tongue taking over my mouth. My
thighs tremble as he uses my own fingers to deliver excruciatingly maddening
sensations. I begin to writhe against him as I feel my orgasm in the distance.

“Keep going.”

He removes his hand and kneels between my legs, kissing up
my inner thighs and sucking on my skin.

“Oh, God, Gage.”

“That’s it, doll. Make that pussy come for me.”

I can’t stay still. I grind against my fingers as he sucks
on my thighs. He’s so close… if only he would just push my panties aside and
replace my fingers with his tongue. I massage my breast with my free hand,
twirling the nipple.

“You smell so good,” he mumbles.

“What do I smell like?” I cry out as he licks the crease
between my thigh and hip.

“Like my favorite meal.”

Jesus.
“Then
bon
appétit
.”

He chuckles and bites into my thigh.

“Soon.”

With that promise, I work my clit faster. He spreads my
thighs wide and watches me.

“My pussy, Raven. All mine.”

His words send me over the edge and I arch my back, leaping
off and into a sea of torrid pleasure.

“Gage!”

My muscles convulse and my body is racked with seemingly
endless shudders. I lie there, twitching and unable to move. That was so
intense, it’s like it drained all my energy. He lies next to me, softly kissing
my cheek as I try to catch my breath and regain feeling in my limbs. If this is
what happens from him being in the same room while I touch myself, I can only
imagine what’s going to happen when he finally touches me. I have never looked
forward to a birthday more in my entire life.