Wilde Ride (9 page)

“Okay. I will head to the store now, then I have to stop by my apartment and get something to wear and then I will see you at your place,” I tell him.

“I will meet you at your place.”

“You don’t have to do that Ryder. It will be fine,” I try to reassure him. He knows how shook up I was about the break and enter at my place last week. I haven’t been back there by myself since.

“No I’ll meet you there Ella. You are not going on your own,” he tells me.

“Really Ryder, I will be fine,” I plead with him. I want to get something really sexy to wear to surprise him for the party.

“You might be fine, but I won’t be, knowing you are there all alone and some fuckwad was in your place. No I will meet you there.”

Oh God. I love sweet Ryder.

“Okay, baby. I should be there in about twenty minutes,” I say. How can you argue with him after that?

“Later babe,” as he hangs up.

I go to the liquor store and buy myself some wine and beer (not sure what the girls will be drinking). I prefer wine over beer, but I really want to fit into the whole biker image for Ryder. I grab the beer he wants and head to the checkout.

Then I go to the grocery store and load up on chips, dip and finger foods. I have never thrown a party before, so I want it to be good. I get a bunch of fruit to cut up and everything. I hope that will be good.

I pull up to my apartment and look at the door as a shiver goes through my body. All of a sudden, a knocking on my window makes me jump and scream. As I turn my head, I see it is Ryder with a weary smile on his lips. Then the door flies open.

“Jesus babe, are you ok?”

“Yeah, you just scared the crap out of me.”

He is pulling me out of the car and into his arms. I love it like this. He definitely knows how to comfort and care for me.

“It’s okay. Nothin’ will hurt you, I promise,” he coos in my ear, while smoothing my hair with his hand.

“I don’t know who you are trying to convince Ryder, but I am G.I. Jane; nothing scares me,” I state, clasping my hand over my mouth.

Oh fuck, what was I thinking saying that out loud? Now he is going to leave and never want to be with me again. He is probably thinking that I am a fucking weirdo. Ryder lets me go and throws his head back and bursts out laughing so hard that I am shaking with him.

“G.I. Jane?” He asks, laughing out loud again.

“It’s not funny. You can go now,” I tell him. I can feel the heat in my face from embarrassment.

“What are you talkin’ about Ella? I’m not leaving.”

“Why would you want to be with a freak like me, who calls herself G.I. Jane?” I ask.

Ryder put his two hands on my shoulder and looks me right in the eyes and says, “Ella I’m not going anywhere. Ever. Don’t ever think that. You are the only girl that can call herself G.I. Jane and look so fuckin’ sexy that it makes my dick hurt, it is so hard”

“Ummmm…”

“Let’s get what you need and go home. Maybe we can have a little fun while we wait for the guys to show up,” he suggests.

“I’ll hurry.” I grab his hand and haul him to the door, while he is chuckling.

I pack a few outfits that I think are cute and sexy, hoping Ryder will want to rip them off me later.

We take off for his place. Once we get there, Ryder says, “You go on in and I will bring in the stuff.”

“Okay. Thank you,” I say.

“No prob babe.”

While Ryder is bringing in the groceries and beer, I go into the bedroom and hang up my outfits. When I come back out Ryder is bringing in the last of our stuff.

“Jesus babe, did you buy the whole fucking store?” he asks, with amusement on his face.

“No, but I have to make some finger food and I thought some cut up fruit would be nice too.”

“Babe, we’re a bunch of guys. We don’t give a fuck what we have; as long as we have a beer, we’re good to go.”

“I will just do the wings and chips then.”

“Sounds good, sexy. I’m gonna take a shower,” he says, as he rounds the corner going towards the bathroom. Oh how I would love to join him. You can so do it. Go for it. By the time I get to the bathroom the water is being shut off and he is getting out with only a towel wrapped around his sexy body.

“Hey,” he says, with desire and heat in his eyes.

I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his neck and say, “Take me, Ryder.”

With those words, his mouth smashes down on mine and the wetness in my panties is tripled. He pushes me back to the wall and his towel falls away. Wow, what a beautiful sight. I go to my knees, taking him in my hand and watch myself stroke his shaft. Then I bring him to my mouth and start sucking him hard and deep. He is gripping my hair in his fists thrusting harder and faster, when there is a loud knock on the door and bunch of loud men yelling and laughing.

“Ryder, get out here and bring that sexy ass woman of yours out with you!”

“I’m sorry babe. Clean up and meet me out there,” he says, helping me up.

“Don’t even think of moving!” G.I. Jane orders. I take him back in my mouth and suck him even harder and faster than before, until he is growling out his release in my mouth. Maybe that will make him want more later on.

“God Ella, what you do to me. I want to fuck you hard right now. You have no idea,” he whispers in my ear as he pulls me up.

“Carry on then.”

He puts his hand down my pants and starts working me fast and hard all the while gripping my breasts with his other hand biting through my clothing.

“Oh God Ryder,” I moan.

He jams two fingers in me and that is it, I explode around him releasing my moans into his mouth, hoping no one can hear me.

“Jesus, you are beautiful and fuckin’ amazing,” he says.

“Hey Ryder, brother you in there?” One of the guy’s voices gets louder.

“Yeah, we’ll be right out. Just gettin’ ready.”

“K man.”

“Get ready Ella. I’ll go on out,” he says, walking out the door buck ass naked.

I wash my face, reapply my makeup, and style my hair. I go into the bedroom and look at the choice of outfits I picked out to wear. I finally choose a purple deep v neck tank-top, paired with my faded tight hip hugging jeans and a black studded belt and my peep toed stilettos. I hear a knock on the door and then it opens. I turn to see who it is and stare at Ryder. Holy Crap he is fine.

“Holy fuck Ella, You need to change,” he demands.

“Why?” I think I look good and the part to be his woman.

“Jesus babe, you look hotter than a fuckin’ volcano. You need to change or we won’t make it through the party without me fuckin’ you in front of everyone,” he growls. Umm. I like that idea. Wait what? Did I really? No, not in front of people, I just like the idea of fucking him.

“This is all I have to wear, Ryder,” I say.

“Well you need to put on something else. I am not havin’ you going out there with my boys looking like that and knowin’ what they will all be thinkin’ about,” he says.

“Well too bad.” I don’t think I like jerk Ryder, but I kind of like the jealous side he’s showing. I storm out past him and join the party.

I go to the fridge and started pouring my wine when I look around and notice all the women here are drinking beer. So I re-cork my wine and put it back in the fridge. I get a Corona for myself and try to twist the top off but can’t do it. I feel a strong set of familiar arms curl around me and take the bottle out of my hands.

“G.I. Jane can’t take this off? It’s a pop off babe,” he laughs.

“That is so not funny Ryder. Stop making fun of me,” I say, getting mad at him.

“I’m sorry. Here drink up,” he says.

“Why? Are you trying to get me drunk so you can get into my pants?” I ask, with a snarl. I know full well that he doesn’t want to get in there.

“You know I want in your pants, but not yet,” he says.

For most of the night, I mingle around the crowd with Ryder and he introduces me to most everyone here. Diesel, Pepper and his old lady Abbi, Buckshot and Lemon, Dodge and Lily, Vaden and Mya, Digger, Spider, and Bishop. Of course I already know Axel and Gunner. There are a few other women there that Ryder doesn’t introduce me to, but I don’t really have to ask why because of the slutty way they’re dressed and how they are behaving towards the men. It’s pretty safe to say that they aren’t any of the guy’s old ladies.

I’m starting to feel a little buzzed so I sit down with some of the girls at the table and we all chat for a while. I know they like to talk about how they did it the night before or how they did it that day or how they did it on the way here. I mean really! I feel like a real idiot not being able to join in the discussion with them because we haven’t DONE IT YET!

Macie, the tall blonde who looks like she is straight out of a Playboy magazine, and the one glaring daggers at me, is the last one at the table with me. I’m feeling a little inadequate compared to Macie’s Double Ds.

“So how did you meet?” she asks, with a bit of jealousy in her tone.

“I was out running one day and I banged into a light pole.”

“And when she woke up I was there with her. I thought about her every day after for a year. Then she walked into my bar one night about two weeks ago, and I knew I couldn’t go another night without her being mine,” he finishes, speaking for me.

Wow I love him!

“Wow that sounds soooooo sweet.” You can totally hear the sarcasm in her voice. “I bet she won’t be as good as me, Ryder baby,” she purrs.

“Get the fuck out,” Ryder spits out at her.

“I can make you feel better than any little virgin ever will,” she seductively says to Ryder.

“Been there, done that, it was shit. Not doin’ it again,” he points out. “Now get the fuck out bitch, don’t make me tell you again!”

“Fine, you know where I’ll be when you realize I’m right,” she says, as she heads for the door.

“Don’t hold your breath. Why would he leave something he can make his and only his for something that has probably been with every guy here?”

“Oh honey, you have no clue, do you? These guys like it that way, the dirtier the better. Your inexperience won’t keep him satisfied for long, and he will be lookin’ other places for satisfaction and I’ll be there.”

With that she leaves and slams the door behind her. Seriously, what a fucking bitch? I start for the door and grab on to the door knob when Ryder takes me in his arms.

“Calm down, Ella,” he whispers in my ear.

“Go fuck yourself, Ryder,” I say, pulling out of his arms.

“What did I do?” he asks.

“Well the better question is, who didn’t you do?” I hiss. I have never been so mad in all my life. I know she is right, so I think I am madder at myself for knowing that I won’t be able to keep him.

“Babe, you’re hammered. Let’s talk about this in the mornin’,” he suggests.

“Yeah, whatever,” I say, walking away from him.

Over the next few hours, my anger subsides and we sit around drinking, talking, laughing and basically having a great time.

When everyone else leaves, I go to the bathroom and take all my makeup off and brush my teeth. I change into the baby doll lingerie set I brought with me for Ryder. I feel horrible about getting upset with him earlier. I know she was just being a bitch and trying to cause trouble. I enter the bedroom and Ryder is sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. He looks up at me and his eyes change within seconds from sleepiness to wanting.

“Fuck me. You are so fuckin’ sexy, Ella.” He jumps up and grabs me by the waist, pulling me to the bed.

“Oh God, Ryder, I’m sorry for earlier. I know she is right and I think that is what makes me so mad. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you,” I kiss him to show him how sorry I am. He pulls back with a pissed off look.

“What the fuck Ella? She is so wrong. Do you think I would want to spend one fuckin’ second with something like that? She is a cold, dead fuck. You have given me more pleasure than anyone I have ever been with and I haven’t even fucked you yet,” he says.

“Ok well I hope you are right. Can we finally find out if it will be enough for you?” I ask. I am so ready to have sex with Ryder. Bring it on!

“Ella, don’t do that. You are more than enough for me. I am more scared that I’m not enough for you,” he says. I slowly walk over to him and cradle his face in my hands.

“Ryder, you are what I want for the rest of my life. I want you to make love to me,” I say.

“I can’t Ella, not yet.”

“What do you mean? Why? Is it really that bad for me to be a virgin that you don’t want to touch me?” I was getting mad and upset at the same time. He could see the tears filling my eyes.

“Not when we’re drunk. I want it to be special for you Ella. You deserve that, especially from me.”

“It is special Ryder, as long as it is with you.”

“I’m sorry babe, but I can’t. I want you to be 100% you, when we have sex for the first time, so you will remember every little detail.”

“I will remember, I do remember everything you say and do to me Ryder.”