Side Show Rumble (Lust and Chrome duet Book 2)

by Gigi Birtie

  “Rad, before I forget there is no need to bring a tent. It’s a huge Compound with canned hams and yurts for everyone to stay in.”

  “Perfect." I fist bump Roland right as two half naked blondes come wrapping themselves around Roland. One is eye fucking me which make makes me turn to go find Sloane but before I take even two steps Sloane is right there in front of me with arms already around my waist.

  Damn her body fits perfectly to mine. I slide one hand up her skirt and cop a feel of her toned ass.

  “Hey babe I was just coming to find you.” I say leaning down to her ear.

  She looks up to me with glassy eyes and her body pressed to mine.

  There’s no doubt she can feel my cock begin to harden against her stomach.

  Sloane gives me a smile and pops up on her tip toes to give me a kiss. I make sure our lips meet and I slide my tongue along her lips as she allows me access to her mouth. I press her harder against my now throbbing dick and grind subtlety into her.

  She let’s out a low moan, which only makes me want to take her to our room. We’ll have to stay longer before we can even think about disappearing.

  I break our kiss and stare down into her mesmerizing blue eyes.

  “Babe we just got here.” Is all I say.

  She pouts and puts her forehead to me chest, “True but I can’t help but want you."

  I’ll never get tired of hearing her say that.

  “Well I know you can gather how much I want you too. However this party is for you and your girls so we can’t do the dip yet.”

  I tuck a strand of silky hair behind her ear as she looks up again and kiss her nose.

  “Okay, but I want the record to show I tried." she smiles.

  “I swear you should be going to school to be a lawyer, not photography." I laugh.

  “Well I would make a terrible lawyer since I can’t even convince my boyfriend to go fuck me right now."

  “Good point babe."

  She pouts further at my agreement to her statement.

  I tuck her to my side and wrap my arm around her small waist and lead her to the bar for another drink.

  Sloane follows me easily, it’s not too crowded to where you can’t move. We belly up to the bar and I ask the guy behind it to give us two more beers. We’re promptly served so I take Sloane to an empty couch by a fire pit. I take a seat and Sloane sits right on my lap. Apparently, she doesn’t want my semi wood to go away. Which truthfully anytime she’s around me I have one.

  She starts to wiggle a bit and it’s killing me. What is this woman doing to me? I swear I may come in my jeans.

  “Sloane, you’re going to make me come and I would much rather do that in your wet pussy babe." I bite her ear so she’ll stop but all that gets me is her moving to straddle me.

  Fuck me.

  I can’t take it anymore. No one can see us since we’re in the corner, I unzip my pants and go to move her panties to the side but she’s not wearing any. Damn my girl makes me proud. I slide my now aching cock right in to her tight center. Once I’m all the way in, I still inside her to take a deep breath.

  “Don’t move babe.” I say through a laborer breath. Shit I can’t barely control myself.

  Taking a few more seconds I begin to thrust up as she slams herself down.

  “Oh fuck.” we say in unison.

  I grab onto the back of her neck and bring her lips to mine as I continue to take what’s mine.

  Sloane is mine.

  “Baby...” she says hot in my ear.

  Sloane begins to tremble and tighten all around me. I keep going as she says my name and I spill into her as I reach my own release.

  Damn that was one hot quickie. I don’t pull her off me as I continue to enjoy being inside her heat. There’s something about Sloane that I can’t get enough of because now I’m moving inside her again.

  “Ash, I’m going to come again, oh fuck.” She takes over not caring who’s around and starts to fuck me like we’re alone. I look around to make sure no one is watching and I don’t see anyone so I let her take what she wants from me.

  If the first time was fast, this time was even quicker.

  I’m already blowing another load in her as she moans my name coming herself.

  As I watch her come undone due to being with me only makes me fall deeper in love with her.

  She relaxes against me with my dick still inside but it’s becoming soft.

  With her ear to my lips I whispered, “I love you baby.” I run a hand down her back to smooth her dress.

  “Ash I love you.” she sighs with affection.

  I kiss her cheek and say fuck it. We straighten ourselves out and I take her to our room so I can give her more of what we both crave.

  Each other.

  Chapter Six

  SLOANE

  Graduation night was more than I ever expected it to be. I didn’t notice any celebrities that I know of. My eyes were on Asher all night. With the way he touched me and made my body sing, why would I want to look around or interact with anyone else? He consumes me as no other ever has.

  It’s funny that I now understand what Mona and Riv have and why they can be so intense. I now have that with Asher.

  When we were laying in bed, he had told me about how we all were doing the Desert Moon Run to Joshua Tree next week. I barely keep my excitement contained all week. You wouldn’t believe in how many times I’ve thanked him since he told me.

  It’s come the time where we’re all packed up and ready to roll out.

  We have two chase cars, Riv in his el Camino and Tala and Rylan together in his sweet 70s Chevy shag “N” wagon. Hell, that van has the classic bumper sticker that reads If this van is a rockin’ don’t come a knockin’. I see now why Tala is more interested in that van life than getting a chopper.

  I’ve wanted to do a long haul trip for since I found my motorcycle and though I am excited, I wish I got to ride on the back of Ashers bike so I can wrap my arms around him for hours on end.

  I’m staring aimlessly at my bag when Ashers arms wrap around me and his lips capture my ear lobe.

  “What’s wrong babe? Why the sad face?” he asks.

  “I’m a bit bummed I don’t get to ride behind you is all, otherwise I’m all good.” I smile.

  Asher turns me around and takes his hand to run it up my back. He tangled his fingers into the base of my hair tilting it back.

  As I stare up to him, he licks his lips and leans into my mouth planting the softest kiss that quickly turns heated.

  Can we not assault one another every time we touch?

  No...no we cannot.

  I laugh at the image of us being all hands, lips and moans every time.

  “Fuck you two, give it a break we’re about to have KSU.” one of Roland’s friends says to us.

  We break our kiss but still hold on to one another.

  “Hey," I whisper. “What’s KSU?"

  Asher gives a light laugh and leans in whisper back, “KSU is kick stands up. It means you better be ready with a full tank of gas or you’re shit out of luck.” He laughs louder this time.

  “Oh.” I say and rest my head on Asher’s chest. It’s like I’m saying goodbye when only I’ll be riding next to him the whole way.

  “You know at any point we can put your bike in the back of the el Camino or one of the guys not riding can drive it for a bit if you want to ride behind me.”

  “I may do that.” I say as I squeeze him to me.

  “Alright everybody, time to roll out!” Roland yells to everyone.

  Popping up on my tiptoes and I kiss Asher one more time, but this time his hand goes straight to my ass pulling me to him as he grinds his erection into my lower stomach. I moan on his lips and want him one more time before we leave but I know our chance is gone.

  We brake our kiss reluctantly and go to our bikes. I go to put on my helmet and notice everyone doing some last-minute strap checks on their gear. A few have started their bikes and the
quiet neighborhood is not so quite anymore.

  I see Mona kiss Riv before going over to her motorcycle. I can’t help but smile at them and then look over to Reese and Lux. They are both already on Reese’s new bike, well new to him, it’s an awesome FXR that has all been fixed and Roland painted. Reese isn’t flashy, it’s a basic black with a single gold pinstripe. Sometimes that simple styling can be the most eye catching in my opinion.

  Everyone looks ready to go and I’m still messing with my shit. The front of the line-up starts taking off and I realize I need to get a move on. I start up my bike, strap in my helmet, put on my gloves and hop on. Just as my kick stand is up I hear Asher yell let’s go as I’m the last one out. I give him an okay sign and kick it into first gear then grip that throttle. It wasn’t that hard to catch up with everyone.

  We all start winding down Roland’s hill from his house, with twenty Harley’s rolling down, with an el Camino and a 70s Chevy van bringing up the rear. I’d say our pack is pretty badass.

  Everyone has their tanks topped off, so we hit the freeway with no stops coming up anytime soon.

  It’s early in the morning well before the sun is up since that’s the only time there is no traffic. The sun didn’t even bother coming up yet.

  As we take formation on the freeway it’s just me, my bike and the open road. There is no music and no one chatting in my ear. Just my thoughts on wanting to let go of my uncertainty of the future, where I can focus on the straight aways, curves and twists of the road before me. To have an absolute clear mind void of thought.

  Riding a motorcycle is almost like a form of meditation or therapy whichever best fits. Mine is a mixture of the two.

  It didn’t take long for us all to get down here. Only two motorcycles broke down on our way. Sadly mine being one of them. I’m told that’s what owning a motorcycle is all about.

  Instead of just loading it up in the el Camino and riding down with Riv and the other guy who’s bike also broke down. I hopped on the back of Asher’s bike instead. Besides who wants to be sandwiched between two of the biggest guys in our group.

  I was able to hold on to Ash like I was day dreaming about before we all left. My hands had a hard time staying away from his crotch.

  When you sit behind the rider or twos up is what all the guys were calling it; you can easily talk to each other. I could hear him fine when he kept telling me to stop rubbing his dick through his pants, but I couldn’t stop.

  It was how a couple of our sexcapades at a few gas stations began. As soon as our helmets and gloves came off our frenzy to escape to somewhere private to take what we could from each other became animalistic. I didn’t even mind some of our not so pleasant surroundings.

  Yes, we became that couple. Annoyingly in love who couldn’t keep our hands off of each other.

  After the last stop I did lay off and just relaxed leaving Asher alone so he would get us safely to the final destination. There’s nothing more frightening than running your hand on your man’s inner thigh and have him swerve, especially on a motorcycle.

  Now we’re all here at the site for the Desert Moon run. It’s amazing in its set up. There is a main mi-century house that has a massive circle before it of classic silver campers and colorful canned ham trailers with a smattering of yurts and a couple of teepees.

  Up a small hill behind the camp is a flat landing where all the bikes and cars are parked that over-look everything. It will be a killer picture to grab once sunset comes around in a few hours. I’ve actually been taking photos most of the ride down of everyone riding along.

  In the center of the circle is a giant pile of wood that looks ready to be set on fire for a good size bonfire.

  “Hey everyone I’m Kelly and hot damn am I glad everyone made it safe." Kelly says with a clipboard in her hand.

  She seems genuinely sweet and beautiful to match. Her shoulder length brown hair lays full and lush on her slender shoulders. She’s also wearing a hand cut crop top by Coffin Culture. Which happens to be one of my other favorite T-shirt shops.

  “Alright everyone this is my good friend Kelly. So, let’s be respectful of her home." Roland yells to everyone.

  “Yes, be respectful, but please just have a good time,” she smiles at us all. “So, I assigned everyone a place to rest their heads and stash their shit. I had some time on my hands before you all came,” Kelly laughs. “Every dwelling has a number in front of it so it’s easy to find. If you don’t like your spot and someone wants to trade, no worries that’s for you all to work out but I’m sure there won’t be any trading,” She winks. “Oh also, behind the house is the pool and hot tub so feel free to use that as well. Plus, there are the showers and bathrooms back there as well, but don’t worry every dwelling has its own facility.”

  Damn I feel like I’m at camp. I turn to Asher thinking of our brief time at camp together and can’t help but be flooded with happy memories. Who would have guessed we would be together now.

  Once Asher and I have the number to our spot, we take off to go find it like the others. We make our way to number eighteen. We’ve been assigned a yurt. I inwardly cringe seeing the round tent, but change my tune as soon as I see the inside.

  There was only one word for this space and that is… beautiful! In the middle of the yurt was a queen size bed with lush bedding, an abundance of pillows. It has a lamb skin rugs on the floor. It was accented with lamps throughout with dim lighting to set the mood and off to the side there was the bathroom.

  Which believe me I’ll be making the trek to use the one up at the main house since canvas is all it has for walls.

  I turn around finding Asher and I find that he was just watching me the whole time.

  “Come here.” he whispers. I walk right into his open arms as he wraps them around me.

  “You did good on how long you were able to ride. I’ll wrench on your bike in the morning and see if it’s an easy fix.” Asher says.

  “Thank you.” I whisper enjoying the moment.

  “Did you want to take a nap before we start to party?”

  “No, I think I’d rather go for a quick swim with Mona and Tala though if you wanted to rest?” I ask.

  “Yeah, I’m going to lay down for a bit and I’ll be out in a bit.” I get lost in his smoldering eyes and if I didn’t leave now, we would be tangled up with each other for the rest of the night. I break from our embrace and go over to my bag for my bikini. I turn back around to see Asher unlacing his boots at the end of our bed. I walk over to him leaning in to kiss his cheek but he turns his head to capture my lips with his.

  Honestly, I don’t ever think I could get tired of kissing Asher.

  I run my fingers through his hair and give him a gentle tug.

  “I love you.” I say as I deepen our kiss. Asher moans in my mouth causing me to straddle him. It’s as if that moan is calling me home and I’m sitting right where I need to be.

  Suddenly Asher stands and sets me on my feet.

  “Okay you nympho go swimming, I need to rest up for you for later.”

  I laugh at his admission, but I pout and slowly turn to walk away.

  “Fine, but you better be well rested when I get ahold of you later.” I say and with that I’m out of our yurt looking for my girls.

  Chapter Seven

  SLOANE

  Well, my search for the girls was a bust. After I took a few pictures of the bikes and the beautiful desert landscape, I went to the pool and found Reese minus Lux.

  “Where’s Lux at Reese?” I ask as I get to the edge of the pool to sit down and dip my legs in the warm water. It’s where Reese was floating around with a giant blowup pink flamingo. It was hilarious to witness him surrounded by so much pink. Of course I had to take his picture. This was a memory worth remembering over.

  “She wanted to rest up for a bit,” Reese informs me. “Looks like we’re the only two down for a swim or well float on my end."

  “You are aware I can’t resist a good pool right? Tha
t and the weather is perfect for swimming.” I say.

  It has to be at least in the upper eighties with the pool water feeling like a warm bath.

  I go to take off my shorts and tank top so I can cannonball right in so I can splash Reese. I pulled my tank top over my head, exposing my bikini top that’s somewhat revealing but it’s all rock n roll since a good friend of mine made it for me. It’s made from an old T-shirt of one of my favorite grunge bands. I swear every time I wear it, it’s like I should have big hair don’t care with a pair of high heels on. As I go to take off my shorts, two guys walk my way and turn to Reese.

  “Hey man, is she yours or are you willing to share?” says the shorter of the two guys as he turns back to me as his eyes rake my body.

  “Damn woman, come over here and suck my dick. I could use busting a nut down your throat.” the other taller man comments.

  Reese lunges out of the pool, hoists himself to the deck and grabs the most vocal of the two by his shirt. Reese leans inches from the now panicked guys face, Reese has a good five inches on the guy in height and is definitely more muscular than this string bean.

  The guy looks like he’s in no position to fight back and his friend is already backing away.

  “Listen hear you pile of puke, this is my sister. Don’t ever disrespect her again, you understand?” The guy simply nods his head yes while his eyes damn near bug out of his head.

  “We’re sorry man we weren’t thinking.” the shorter guy replies as he slowly inches his way away from Reese.

  I go and put my hand on Reese’s arm.

  “Hey, he’s not worth it besides Asher needs you in training next week.” I say with the hopes of being a voice of reason.

  “Oh fuck, you’re Asher’s girl?” the guy being held by Reese says, “He’s always been known to share no need to get all uppity man.” That’s when my jaw drops and Reese hauls off and punches this idiot out. The guy lays there motionless for a minute before moving around.