by C. R. Marcum
His hand rested on her lower back, and he let her grind on his leg, secretly wishing that he could pick her up and carry her to his room. He wanted to lay her down and help her out of that outfit, he wanted to taste her from head to toe, and when all that was done, he wanted to slowly slip inside her. He would pull her leg up and hook it over his back, giving him access to press in deeper. He wanted her to cry out and beg him for more. He wanted her to want to have him inside her. To want him to please her, to want him to make lov…
‘What the fuck is that shit. Did I just, do I…what the fuck do I do now.’ He thought, pulling back a bit. He looked around and saw that a few people were watching them, but he was only concerned with one. He turned his head and found his brother.
Jax was deep in conversation with Todd and Drake. He waited, long enough that Jax finally looked in his direction. Ray was pressing herself down on his knee and he had his hands on her hips, helping her move. This was it. Was Jax gonna care that he was dry fuckin his girl, or would he think nothing of it. Syn waited for a minute longer, waiting, judging and over thinking, before Jax nodded towards him and went back to his conversation.
That was it. The answer he had been lookin for. The reasons he had to stay away from her. It had always been there, but before tonight he had never noticed. One, his brother trusted him, and without that he had nothing. Two, he wanted more than just a one night stand with Raylynn. He wanted everything. He wanted her. He wanted her to want him the way she wants Jax. He wanted her to love him, like he loves her.
‘Did you really just say that? The fuck? You don’t love anyone other than your brothers. You don’t love her, you just want to fuck, that’s all. She really isn’t anything special. I mean, yeah she’s fuckin sexy, and chill as fuck. She knows about the business and doesn’t give a shit. She can get me hard with one look. Her eyes are the perfect shade, dark and mysterious. She has a smart ass mouth, and she isn’t afraid of shit. She handles her own shit. She’s one of us, and I think I’m in love with her…Fuck! How am I supposed to live with her? How can I ever look at her and not be jealous that she loves Jax, and how can I face him? He’s gonna figure it out eventually. Why did it have to be her?’
“What’s wrong? You stopped dancing?” she asked, leaning in, and saying it in his ear.
‘Fuck, she smells good, and she’s so close. Her breath in my ear. I could kiss her, right now. Tell her she’s perfect, tell her to choose me.’
“Nuthin. I’m good.” He said instead.
“Do you not wanna dance with me or something?”
‘I wanna do so much more than dance.’
“I mean, you are my brother’s girl, and you out here rubbin and grindin on me.” He replied.
“Okay, but it’s just dancing. Jax was watching, I wasn’t out here fuckin you. I was dancing with you.” She said, barely swaying now.
‘You don’t understand what it’s doin to me, or maybe you do and just don’t care.’
“Ray, you know how it is. I’m a guy, you rubbin your ass on me and grindin with me. I know you…felt it. I can’t be doin this with you.” He replied, staring into her eyes.
They stared at each other for what seemed like forever. He watched as she tried to figure out what to say. He tried to figure out why he said it. She finally looked as if she would speak. She opened her mouth and…
“My turn bro. Drake took over the bar.” Jax said, wrapping Ray in his arms from behind and kissing her shoulder.
“See Ray, I told you he would find a way to get out here with you.” He said, still looking into her eyes. He couldn’t distinguish the emotion that was relayed in them. “And enjoy your dance bro.” He finished, and with one last look into her eyes he turned around and headed to the bar, leaving Jax to take care of her.
Drake was busy making drinks and Ty and Aspen were doin some hard core kissing on the oversized chair. He could only smile when he saw Ty’s hand slip under Aspen’s dress.
He scanned the room for Lucas, but Ray was right, he was probably off with a chick, or two. He continued to watch, looking for Ashlee. Jax was right, Ashlee was always a sure thing. He let his search take him around the whole room. He stopped dead when his eyes fell on her.
She was Aphrodite reincarnated. Jax was sitting on the fold out chair. He was leaned back, comfortable, but Ray, she was doing something else entirely. She was giving Jax a full on lap dance, only he could touch her. He watched as his brother rubbed her ass before giving it a good smack. She threw her head back and sat on Jax’s lap before grabbing his hands and making him touch her.
That was too much, he couldn’t keep watching her. He grabbed a couple beers from the fridge, and headed off to find Ashlee.
It hadn’t taken long. She was sitting on the couch passing the blunt to Joey, who looked zoned enough. He wished, in that moment, that he had never quit. He could sit back and zone, and nothing would bother him for hours. Instead, he was feeling everything. Every emotion.
“Ash! Let’s go!” Syn called to her over the pounding music.
She snapped her head to attention, and gladly stood, pulling her leather skirt down as she stood. She smiled and headed his way, leaving Joey looking pissed.
He pulled her through the crowd, and tried his best not to think about who’s hand he was holding. Once they broke through the sea of people, he saw them. Ray and Jax. She had turned to straddle him, and they were kissing, all the while her hips never stopping. So he did something he never thought he’d do. He kicked Jax’s chair to get his attention. He cock blocked his own brother. He knew it wouldn’t last long, she lived here, but in the moment that didn’t matter.
“Get’em the fuck outta here!” He yelled over the music.
“I gotcha.” Jax replied, sliding his hands down and hooking them around Ray’s thighs, before standing easily. Ray squealed and started laughing.
He held on to the sound of her squeal, and the feeling of her breath in his ear, of her ass pressed up against his cock, of her smell. Anything that would make what was about to happen more enjoyable for him. He had just rounded the corner in the hall way when he heard the music cut off and Jax yelling.
“Turn around, bend over, and keep ya mouth shut ya got it?” He asked once they were in his room.
“Yeah, I got it.” She whispered, trying to be sexy.
“Well, do it then.” He replied, pulling his beater off, and placing the hat back on his head.
“Kay.” She said, bending over his bed.
He approached her slowly, scanning her legs from the floor up. Her ass cheeks peaked out of her black skirt, and he could see that she wasn’t wearing panties. He approved. He had dreamed of this for weeks, if not months. Ray, in his bed. Ass in the air, ready for him to claim it.
He smiled as he undid his pants, and came to a stop behind her. He rubbed her legs from the thigh up to her ass before stepping back and freeing his rock hard cock from his pants. He casually stroked it, looking at her ass.
“Pull your skirt up.” He said, stroking and watching.
Without a word she did what she was told. Again, he approved. She stood there, Ass up, legs spread, and wet as fuck. He smiled to himself as he stepped back up. He grabbed her ass with both hands and squeezed, before bending and biting her cheek. She let out a squeal, but it didn’t sound right. It didn’t sound like her.
“Shhh, don’t make a sound.” He said, before popping her on the same cheek he bit.
She squealed again, and a small giggle escaped her. He shook his head, the giggle was wrong too. He felt his erection slowly receding.
“I said shut up. No sounds, no giggles, nothing. Silent.” He said rubbing the head of his dick from her clit up to her opening and back again.
“That’s impossible, I can’t not make a sound.” She said, turning her head to face him.
“You can, and you will.” He said, trying to keep himself hard.
“Okay, if you say so.” She replied, trying, and failing to keep the sarcasm out of her t
one.
“Shut the fuck up! Why can’t you just shut up and take it. You want me to fuck you right?” He asked, waiting for an answer.
She nodded.
“Okay, then shut the fuck up and do what I say.” He said, popping her hard on the ass.
He only heard a muffled sound…good.
His erection had receded slowly, but he could get it back. He closed his eyes and stroked himself while he slid his fingers into her wetness. There she was, Ray. Bent over and begging for it. She was so fuckin wet. He needed to feel her on his dick. She was ready, he could feel it building around his fingers. She was gonna come, and then he would fuck her.
“Yes! Right there…You’re gonna make me come!” she screamed.
He stopped, and pulled his hand back.
“Can’t you shut the fuck up? I need to fuckin focus.” He said, sounding irritated.
“Sorry. I won’t do it again.” She said, trying and failing to sound sexy.
He shook his head before grabbing her by the hair and pulling her head back. He knew how hard it was to make words from this position. He hoped it would be enough.
He stroked himself again, trying to retrieve his erection. Once he was semi hard, he again ran his dick the entire length of her wetness. He loved the way Ray’s wetness coated his cock. He wouldn’t need lube, she was drippin wet.
He positioned himself at her entrance, and with one swift push, he entered her. He was still only semi hard, but he knew that all he needed was to feel Ray wrapped around him to get rock solid again.
He waited a moment before pulling out almost all the way, but before he could plow back into her center something broke through his concentration.
“Oh my god! Yes!” She squealed.
He pulled out in one swift motion and gave her a shove onto the bed.
“Fuck it I’m done.” He said, grabbing a towel and wiping himself off before tossing it at her.
“Why? Are you havin problems with…um…something. You need me to help?” she asked, turning, and sitting on the edge of the bed.
“No, I don’t need any fuckin help. I needed you to shut the fuck up.” He said pushing his dick back into his pants and zipping them.
“But why? You love it when I get loud for you.” She said, spreading her legs, giving him a unrestricted view.
“Close your legs, and I like when you do what your told. I told you to shut the fuck up, and you didn’t.” He said, sitting in his chair, across from the bed.
“I don’t understand why you wanted me to be quiet though. You’ve never had a problem any other time we fucked, but all of a sudden I’m supposed to just let you fuck me and not make a sound, that’s fuckin impossible. I mean, your huge and you know how to fuck so of course I’m gonna moan and scream and talk.” She said, pulling her legs closed and her skirt down.
“Cause its really fuckin hard to pretend you’re someone else when you won’t shut the fuck up!” He snapped.
“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” she asked standing, the anger on her face was undeniable.
“It means, you aint the one I wanted in my bed tonight. She was taken, so I had to settle for the house skank if I wanted to fuck. That’s what the fuck it means!” He snapped again, this time a bit louder.
The room went silent for a moment. So quiet that they both could hear the moans coming from across the hall. They both heard Ray call out Jax’s name. They both heard her come.
“Just get the fuck out. I’m tired and you aint stayin.” He said, grabbing the Tv remote and a beer.
“I’m sorry, I’ll let you do whatever you want. I’ll keep my mouth shut, I swear. I’ll pretend I’m her. I saw you with that girl on the dance floor, the one that Jax is with right now. I’m so fuckin wet, and we both need to come. Please baby, I can ride you while you watch Tv? I promise I’ll be fast.” She pleaded, stepping closer to him.
“Get the fuck out Ashlee. You couldn’t pretend to be her even if she taught you herself. I’d rather have blue balls than to fuck you again, ya nasty fuckin bitch.” He said calmly.
“Ya know what, fuck you Syn! I can get whoever I want. Besides, you aren’t that great anyway!” she spat, grabbing her purse and heading for the door.
“Maybe if your pussy wasn’t so loose you might feel something ya fuckin skank! Get the fuck outta here, and don’t bring that rancid pussy anywhere near me or my brothers again, ya got that bitch.” He yelled before she slammed the door behind her.
Raylynn
“I swear, you get sexier and sexier. How the fuck did I get so lucky?” Jax said.
“I still haven’t figured that out.” She said with a smile.
“Oh yeah, is that right?” he said, grabbing her and pulling her back down onto the bed.
“Yeah, that’s right. Now let me go, I need a snack after all that. I know you do too.” She said, struggling to get free, laughing all the while.
“I always need a snack, but my favorite is already in my bed.” He said, running his hand between her legs.
“Well, that won’t actually fill you up, so how about some real food this time.” She said, finally wiggling free.
“Uggh, fine. Go get you a snack, you deserve it after that performance.” He said, popping her on her bare ass.
“I know, that was some of my best work.” She said with a smile.
She grabbed Jax’s t-shirt from the floor and found her panties. She could see Jax out of the corner of her eye. He was watching her intently. She bent over and slowly pulled the black lacy thong up her legs. When she got them all the way up she heard the small groan that escaped from his lips. With a quick smile his way, she pulled his shirt over her head, pulled her hair out of the back, and let it cascade down.
“Grab me a water too please.” Jax said just as she opened the door.
“Kay,” she replied before stopping dead in her tracks.
They both heard the yelling from across the hall.
“Guess Syn decided not to dip his stick in that hole tonight.” He said, laughing.
“Guess not, probably a good thing.” She said with a smirk before stepping into the hall.
She made her way through the dark hallway and out into the living room. She knew that the house was a wreck, but she didn’t care. The party had been great. She and Aspen had danced with Drake, who told them that he never dances. She and Aspen had taken care of some pervert, and she had danced with Syn.
She couldn’t help but notice what was happening with him when they danced. It was quite apparent on her ass, but that was only because of the way they were dancing. Jax had watched them dance, he didn’t seem to care. It was just dancing, but was that all that it was to him? Or herself. Had she enjoyed getting him hard? Did she do it on purpose? Was that all she wanted, or did she want more?
She stepped into the kitchen and pulled open the fridge door. She knew they had some leftover Chinese in there. Jax deserved some real food after his performance tonight. She wondered if she would ever tire of sleeping with Jax. She doubted it, but there was always the chance that he would tire of her. She shook off that thought as her hand found the container she had been hunting for.
Raylynn stood and opened the container of Szechwan chicken. It was not out of the ordinary to find only a bite or two left. Lucas found that hilarious. She was pleased to see that it was still full. She had just stooped back down to grab the soy sauce from the bottom shelf when she heard the voice from behind her.
“Ya might want to stop goin through their fridge honey. You aint stayin, so ya might as well put your clothes back on and go.” Ashlee said with a snarl.
“Excuse me?” Ray replied standing and turning on the kitchen light in one motion. “What did you say?”
“You heard me, they never let anyone stay overnight, you might wanna get used to that real quick.” Ashlee replied before realizing who she was talking to. “Wait, weren’t you the one flirting with Jax all night? Ha, looks like I snagged up the wrong brother, that sucks.” She said
shaking her head.
“Excuse me?! What in the Fuck is that supposed to mean?!” Ray all but yelled, sitting her food down and coming around the fridge door.
“Don’t get upset, I just mean that Syn was a no go tonight. Jax at least performed, even though Syn fucks so much harder than Jax I wouldn’t have complained.” She said flatly, not knowing her mistake.
“And you would know this how?” She asked, stepping closer to Ashlee still.
“Oh Honey, you must be really new around here. I’ve been with both of them… actually, I’ve been with all of them except Drake.” Ashlee replied, not realizing how close Ray was now.
“Oh, so you’re the SKANK Syn told to get out, I’m really glad he decided not to dip his stick in you, especially if your pussy is as rancid as he says it is!” Ray yelled, face to face with her now.
“Wait Ray.” Aspen said from somewhere behind her.
“And who are you? God do they not tell you guys the rules anymore? No chicks in the kitchen. Bedroom, bathroom, living room, Leave. It’s really not that hard.” Ashlee said, trying to see who the voice belonged to.
Ray’s attention was pulled from Ashlee to the living room. Someone had turned the light on, and it only took a second to see who it was. Syn. He came through the living room quickly, followed by Jax and Ty. They must have heard the yelling and decided to see what was going on. They were too late to stop what was about to happen though.
“So, did you say that you’ve been with all of them?” Aspen asked, coming around to stand next to Ray.
“Yeah, Lucas, Jax, Ty and Syn. Are you slow or something?” Ashlee said rolling her eyes.
“Oh, okay. I just wanted to make sure I heard you right.” Aspen said.
It happened so fast that no one could stop it, even if they had known it was going to happen. Aspen smiled, balled up her fist, and with more force than Ray knew she had in her, hit Ashlee right in the mouth.
She went down hard and fast.
Ray was on auto pilot, she reached down and grabbed her by her hair. She held her in place, wanting to hit her too, but instead she pushed her back down and looked at the guys who had just managed to make it to the kitchen.
