So Hot MC Boxset

by Blair Grey

  Sitting back on the heels of her feet, only one of the eyes closed as she seemed perplexed. “You must not have ever had one or you wouldn’t be so keen on skipping it. It’s relaxing, stimulating, and overall just really good. I love getting them.” Her lips quirked to one side as she thought about it. “It’s like someone is making out with a part of you that has never had that done.” Snapping her fingers, she beamed as she’d apparently come up with something so great. “It’s like when a girl gets ate out. You’ll love it. I’ve never had a complaint yet.”

  That is just too much!

  Taking her hands, I sat down on the edge of the. “Janeen, I know that you have tons of sexual experience.” I had to pause to think about how I could say what I needed to say without hurting her feelings.

  But she took advantage of my pause. “And I want to share it all with you, Rider. I want you to know everything that I do.” Pink stained her cheeks and I found it adorable. Until she said, “You’re going to love using vibrators. And I don’t mean on me either. I mean letting me use them on you.” She actually giggled. “In your ass!”

  “No!” I had to stand up for that reaction as my asshole actually puckered with the thought. “Look, I made it through two years of prison without getting butt-fucked. I plan on making it through the rest of my life without that happening to me. My ass is a no-play zone. Got it?”

  Moving off her heels, to lie on her side, holding her head up with her hand, she played with one of her nipples, getting it hard as she looked into my eyes. “You’re missing out on a ton of great shit, Ryder. Let me show you how good things can feel.”

  “How about we take this part of our reemerging relationship slower? It’s kinda hard to think about what all you’ve done. You know?” I didn’t see any understanding in her blue eyes at all. Instead, I saw something bad. Boredom.

  “So, you don’t want me to teach you anything?” Rolling onto her back, she spread her legs open. “So, missionary it is, I guess.”

  This girl!

  Tossing the blanket to cover her, I slid underneath it as well. “I know I was thinking about having sex too. But I don’t want that to be all we have. You and I had a pretty awesome relationship when we were younger. We liked a lot of the same things. Maybe we should focus on finding things we like to do now so we can see what we have in common. For instance, I like taking long rides on my bike through scenic routes.”

  “Oh, yeah!” She rolled back onto her side to look at me with an excited expression. “I love doing that too.”

  Back in high school, I’d gotten my first bike. We’d both enjoyed the rides. “Okay, see we’ve got that. I also like scary movies.”

  “I have no idea what kinds of movies I like anymore. I never have time to watch any. My days and nights are filled with lots of people, drinking, clubbing, dancing, and. “She chewed her lower lip. “Well, you know what else it’s been filled with.”

  Sex.

  “Maybe we can just hang out here in bed all day today and order room service while binge-watching some of the scarier series.” I thought that sounded sort of wholesome. “How does that sound to you?”

  Her eyes closed with a long blink before she said, “Ryder, do you really think that we can lay here in this bed all day and not start thinking about having sex?”

  She was right. “Then we’ll get up, get dressed, then go out to the theater to watch a movie. And after that, we’ll go to a museum or something. We’ll make a whole day without even talking about sex.” Hearing her talk about sex was making my dick limp anyway.

  If she wasn’t always referring to something she’d done before, then it might not be so bad. But I knew that everything she said, she’d done with some other man or woman and she’d done it in front of a camera crew and tons of other people had watched her doing it on some screen too.

  “It’s been so long that I’m not sure if I can do that.” Sitting up, she let the blanket fall away from her tits. “We should be realistic. I’ve got to go back to my place so I can face the music and see if there’s anything that can be done about this.”

  I knew there was something that could be done about this. “I’ll buy you out of whatever contract you have with them.”

  The way she laughed told me that I wouldn’t be happy with what she was about to say. “There’s no contract. It’s all just verbal commitments. If we had paperwork, we would have to be legit about everything. Like taxes. You know MC’s don’t do taxes, right?”

  Even better. “So, there should be no reason for them to think that they can make you do any more of their smutty films then. There’s nothing binding you to them.” But there was a little binding they’d done. “I mean besides the fact that you live in one of their penthouses. You can give that up. And I mean today. Give that up today. Give up all of it today. If they get sideways about it, I’ll pay them whatever they want, so you can be free. I’ll take care of you. Just like we talked about last night. I’ll take care of you, baby.”

  She got quiet then. Too quiet. “Ryder, I’ve made my own money for years now. I don’t depend on anyone. And I don’t want that to change.”

  “Something is going to have to change. My girl isn’t going to do porn.” I needed her to understand that her Prince Charming had arrived. “I got you, Janeen. I got everything for you. No matter what. I can handle everything.”

  “Can you handle the fact that I want to keep working. And I think that I can get Moretti to let me work in a different aspect for him. Maybe he’ll let me write, produce, direct, or something other than starring in movies.” I couldn’t believe how excited she got as her face lit up. “I’ve got some great story ideas too. I mean, they are great. Real acting. Real emotions. And sure, real sex too. That is the hook in the porn industry after all.”

  An industry that I no longer want her to be a part of!

  “Janeen, you don’t have to think along those lines. You can make it big in another genre, baby. You’re talented.” At least she had been in the plays she’d done in high school. “We can go to Hollywood if you want to. But leave the porn shit behind you, baby. For now, let me take care of you. You can stay right here in the hotel room with me until I go back to Baltimore.”

  Puzzled, she asked, “Why are you going back there? I thought you wanted to join the Wicked Warlocks.”

  Fuck me! I’d forgotten all about why I was really in Atlantic City in the first place.

  “Or wherever we decide to go. I want you with me. I don’t want you to do any more porn. Not in any way. I don’t want you to be involved in that industry in any way.” My girl had to come back to some semblance of who she was before.

  Jutting out her lower lip, she put on that face that said she wasn’t agreeing with me. “I think you might be assuming that I’ll go along with whatever you want. Maybe your wife did whatever you said to, but I’m not her. I had a life before you came along, Ryder. And I have a lot of pull in my line of work. Starting over from scratch won’t be easy.”

  “I never said it would. What I did say was that I will take care of you while you get a new career – an honest career – going.” She had to want her family to be proud of her. Even if they were a bunch of tax-frauds. “Won’t it be nice to be able to invite your family to come to watch you perform? Or let them know what you’re really working on?”

  Shaking her head, she didn’t seem like she cared about that at all. “It’s been so long that they’ve got their own stuff going on. And I want to make my own money. I don’t want to have to ask you for money. I don’t want to have you take care of me.”

  “It’s only until you find your feet in the real acting world.” It occurred to me that she might be afraid to get out into that world using her real name, with no alias to hide behind. “You don’t have to be afraid. I’ve got your back. Whatever you decide to go into, I’ve got your back.”

  “Even if I decide to stay on with what I’m doing now?” She pulled the blanket up to cover herself. “I’ve got a rep. The fans won�
��t just let me go. You should understand that.”

  All I understood was that she was thinking more about her stupid pornstar image than us. “If you want a future with me, then you’ll have to walk away from your past.” I knew that no one could get anywhere if they were just treading water. “I won’t be able to handle you having sex with other people. I won’t be able to handle you coaching other actors on how to have sex on film. So, you tell me what aspect of what you’re doing now is going to work for us.”

  “You never answered me, Ryder.” Her chest rose as she took a deep breath. “Did your wife do what you told her to do?”

  She acted like I was some sort of a tyrant.

  Who would be okay with their partner being in the porn business? “I asked her to do things that made sense. I asked her to do things to help us stay together. She did do as I asked her to, Janeen.”

  Cocking one brow, she asked with a hell of a lot of confidence, “And how did that work out for you?”

  Motherfucker!

  Chapter Ten

  Janeen

  Ryder thought he knew it all. He hadn’t always been that way either. Age had turned him into a real pain in the ass when he wasn’t getting his way. I knew he’d lost his wife to a man he’d called brother in the MC he came from. And he’d lost her because he’d told her to stay with that man while he was locked up.

  Bet he thought he was right about doing that too.

  But he wasn’t right about making me quit everything and start all over. Trying to find my footing in a whole new aspect of acting wasn’t going to be easy.

  Most actors had an agent. I did not. Most actors had a publicist. I did not. Most actors had some formal training. I did not.

  The way Ryder pulled his hand down his face as he sighed deeply told me that what his wife had done finally came to his mind. “I know that I lost her. But you should know more about why I picked her out of the crowd in the first place, Janeen.”

  I didn’t see why that would matter, but had to ask anyway, “What made you pick her out of the crowd, Ryder? And be honest. I’ll know if you’re lying.” Pulling the blanket around me tighter, I waited to hear his enlightening tale.

  Sitting next to me, he took my hand, but I kept the other holding the blanket up. Being naked in front of him wasn’t a thing that I wanted to do. I didn’t want to distract him with my body. Our conversation was important. It might be the last one we had if he didn’t start to see things my way.

  His green eyes sparkled as he looked into my eyes. “You were my first love, Janeen. In a way, you were my only love.”

  “But you married someone else. So, you had to have more than just me as your love.” I wasn’t going to buy some lie about him never loving his wife. Men don’t marry a woman they merely like.

  Shaking his head, he took a deep breath. “She looks like you. Her eyes aren’t blue all the time – sometimes they’re gray, green, and they’ve got gold flecks in them too. But she’s blonde like you, and gorgeous too. But she’s not you and she couldn’t ever be. Not long after we got married, I began to realize that she wasn’t you. And I stayed away from home more than I hung out with her.”

  “That’s bad, Ryder.” It didn’t matter that he’d fallen for her only because she resembled me. He’d made some poor girl think he loved her and that she was his whole world when she really wasn’t. “And you left your MC because you didn’t love her in the right way. You left your MC because you asked one of your brothers to care for her in your absence and they ended up falling in love. But you never gave her your heart, so she was actually free to fall in love. Yet, you left Baltimore.”

  A grim expression was all I got from him as he shrugged those big old shoulders of his. I cocked my head, silently letting him know that I wanted him to say something about what he’d done. So, he finally said, “I didn’t want to be there anymore. I wanted a clean slate.”

  “Did you ever tell her what you did?” I felt that something was missing with what he’d said.

  “No.” He looked to one side to avoid my eyes.

  And that’s when I felt as if he wasn’t being totally honest with me about her. “You’re rebounding with me. How long has it been since you two broke up?”

  “First of all, she and I hadn’t been together since before I even went to jail. Sure, we lived in the same house, but I was hardly ever there. I’m not rebounding. She and I were over a long time ago. It just took us both a while to figure that out.” He took my chin as I’d looked at the floor, not knowing whether I should believe him or not. “She came to that conclusion too. It wasn’t just me.”

  “I’m not sure what you want me to do with this information.” Knowing that he’d made an entire marriage with a woman just because she looked like me made me sad. “You’ve got a lot of growing up to do is what I think.”

  “I did a lot of growing up while I was locked away for two years.” He got up, then paced as agitation built inside of him. “All I wanted to do when I got out was make a home with the woman I’d married. I wanted to try my best to make it all right with her. But it was too late.” Stopping the fast pacing, he looked at me. “Now I think it was all meant to be. Finding you again is the best thing to ever happen to me, Janeen.”

  I’d never been in love with anyone since high school. But Ryder had often drifted out of my mind through the years. So, I wasn’t sure what that meant for us. “Maybe you and I were just too young to know what love really was, Ryder. Maybe we were never in love – not real love. Maybe neither of us even know how to love. I know I never fell in love again after you and I parted ways. And it sounds like you didn’t either. So, why should we think that we know how to love each other or make each other happy? Why should we think that we know how to properly take care of one another?” Hell, I knew that I didn’t know how to take care of anyone. Not even myself.

  Kneeling in front of me, Ryder had never looked so sincere. “I can take care of you. I do know how to love. I loved you back then, Janeen. I loved you so much that I let you go without a fight. Seeing you go make something out of yourself made me proud of you and honored to have been with you.”

  I didn’t have anything nearly that nice to say to him and thought he should know that about me. “Ryder, I knew that you were leaving our hometown. And you know what I thought about that?”

  He shook his head. “Enlighten me, baby.”

  He wasn’t going to be happy with the enlightenment he was about to get. But I had to tell him anyway. “I didn’t think about it at all. Going to New York was all I could think about. And for my trouble of trying to get some acting experience and take the handful of classes that I managed to take, I never got to the goals I had made for myself.”

  “Yeah, I know that, baby. But now you can get to them.” He thought he had all the answers I would ever need.

  But he was wrong. “Ryder, I never set out to be a pornstar. But what I found out was that I could make this my dream if I tried hard enough. I did make goals. When I found myself roped into this life, I decided that I wanted to be the best that I could be. And I achieved that goal. I’m a star, baby. People pay a lot of money to see my movies. Not many actors can say that. I’ve gotta have a bodyguard. Not every actor has to have something like that.”

  The way his eyes went big made me laugh. But he wasn’t laughing at all. “You have to have a bodyguard because the movies you’ve made, make you look like a piece of meat. A piece that every man who’s ever seen you in action wants to get a bite of. You seem to think that you’re a hot commodity. But let me assure you of something. Only the young get to make money doing what you do. You’ll be thirty in about six months. Not twenty. Not young and hot. You will be at an age when most women have already gotten married and had a kid or two. You’ll be the age of soccer moms.”

  “How dare you!” I’d heard a lot of mean things in my time, but that was the worst. “Soccer mom? Me? Never. I will never be some humdrum, lackluster woman with nothing more to think about than how
white my kid’s soccer shorts are or how low my husband’s cholesterol is. And if you think I can become that, then you’re crazy. You’re also crazy if you think I want a man who wants that.” We most likely were on the verge of a breakup and we hadn’t even really started a relationship yet.

  “So, you’re saying that all the stuff you said to me earlier were all lies?” He stood and began pacing again. “You’re not making any sense. You said that you wanted to have kids with me. You said that we shouldn’t do anything to mess this up. But you seem to be trying to mess this up.”

  “It’s just that I had gotten all caught up in the moment on the beach. I guess I went back to high school days. But now I’m back in reality and our reality is pretty different from what you were talking about. You’re in a gang and I’m in a gang-bang. We’re not parent-people. We’re sex, drugs, and rock and roll people. We’re streaking down the beach at midnight kind of people. Not tax-paying, law-abiding people. It’s best we realize that now.” He had to let this idea of being normal people go. “Ryder, I want to be with you. I really do. But I want you and I to be based in reality. Our type of reality. Not some Ward and June Cleaver bullshit. We’re not going to have a couple of sons who we’ll call Wally and Beaver.”

  His expression was vacant. “Let me guess. You’re a beaver shower and I’m a man who uses a meat cleaver to get people’s attention as a gang member. You’re pigeonholing us. I’m not just a gang member. I’m a man. A man with hopes, dreams, aspirations. Being a biker doesn’t define me. I am a man who loves bikes. I love the freedom of the ride. And I love the comradery of men who love what I do.”

  “Then you should understand me. I too love what I do.” Not that I always did, but for the sake of argument, I was willing to say that I loved it and loved it all the time.”

  Huffing and puffing out his chest, Ryder wasn’t believing me. “So, you love getting nailed by men you’ve just met? So, you love getting your pussy all stretched out of shape just to make a buck.”