Real Riders Never Die

by A'zayler

  Today was Jeremiah’s birthday, and she could tell he wanted sex. He wasn’t forcing her, but he dropped hints every time they were together. She knew he wouldn’t wait forever, but she didn’t think she was ready yet. She’d only been that close to one other man willingly, and that was Demoto. She replayed that night in her head over and over to prepare herself for Jeremiah, but it didn’t help. Along with the other times she’d spent with Jeremiah, she hadn’t gotten far enough with either of them to teach her anything. She discussed it with Kia all the time, but she was still nervous. She took her phone off the charger and texted her best friend. Taryn: Hey hoe what you doing? Kia: Nothing, sitting here bored, wyd? Taryn: I’m about to come over there Kia: Okay! Come on!

  Taryn brushed her hair up into a neat ponytail, grabbed her purse, and left. She threw her purse into the front seat of her dark purple Camaro and drove off. She pulled up into Kia’s yard and parked next to her car. Kia’s car was identical to hers, except hers was pink. Her dad had bought them both a car for graduation. Being that her and Kia had gotten extremely close, she spent a lot of time at her house. Whenever she was over there, she would laugh and talk with Kia’s dad just like he was hers. She loved him and he loved her; he was like the father she never had. He schooled her on everything, from boys to the streets. Anything he got for Kia, he got for her also. She got out the car and walked to the porch, where Kia’s dad and one of his young workers were sitting.

  “Hey Daddy, hey Dee!”

  “Hey Tee-Tee, Kay-Kay didn’t tell me you were coming.” Kay-Kay and Tee-Tee is what Mr. Buck called them. Taryn loved her nickname because she knew it was out of love. Kia on the other hand acted like she didn’t, but Taryn knew she did.

  “She didn’t know, I just told her.”

  “I got something for you before you leave.”

  “Okay Daddy.” Taryn turned and entered the house. Once she got to Kia’s room, she saw her sprawled out on the bed watching Sons of Anarchy. She kicked her shoes off and climbed on the bed with her. They laid there and talked about Jeremiah for a while before taking pictures on her phone. Taryn had just posted a picture of them on her Instagram when her cell phone rang. She knew when she heard My Nigga by YG it was Jacko. Jacko was like her brother. She loved him; he was always calling to check on her or ask her advice on women.

  “Hey brother!”

  “What’s going on pretty Lee? What you doing?”

  “Nothing at Kia house chilling.” She lay backwards on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. “What you doing?”

  “Just got done handling some business, you and Kia feel like taking a ride with me?”

  “You know I’m down, come get us from here.” As soon as she hung up, she got up and put her shoes back on.

  “Come on Kia, Jacko want us to ride somewhere with him real quick.” Taryn and Kia fixed their hair and clothes, and went to wait on the porch. A few minutes later, Jacko pulled up. They were almost off the porch when Kia’s dad called for them.

  “Kay-Kay and Tee-Tee, come here let me holla at y’all real quick.” Taryn motioned for Jacko to wait a second.

  “What’s going on Daddy?” Kia asked, taking a seat on one of his legs while Taryn sat on the other.

  Big Buck loved his girls; he’d just met Taryn but after Kia told him about her past, he wanted to help her. She was a sweet girl and needed some guidance, so he stepped up. He’d always wanted another daughter, so Taryn fit right in. The fact that Kia loved his and Taryn’s relationship as well made him even happier. Kia was normally jealous over his affection, but she didn’t mind it when it came to Taryn. Having both of his grown girls sit on his lap like they were kids warmed his heart. They were the only two people able to do that. Nobody else got to him the way they did. He would kill a person just for breathing too hard, and everyone knew that. Buck had been the Vice President of Double O for the past fifteen years, and he was respected.

  “I got some money I want y’all to pick up for me. It’s at uptown barbershop. It should be $20,000. When y’all get it, split it ten and ten and put it in the accounts.” Both girls nodded in understanding before kissing his cheeks and leaving. He’d opened them both accounts after graduation and had been putting money in there every chance he got. Both girls were responsible, so they hadn’t touched any of the money yet. He’d told them to save it because he wouldn’t be around forever. Both girls hated to hear him talk like that, but it was the truth.

  ****

  “Where we going Jacky boy?” Taryn was looking out of the window as they breezed down the expressway. They had been riding for the past fifteen minutes and still hadn’t gotten anywhere. Jacko smiled slowly as he looked at her.

  “I got some money to pick up and I want y’all to do it for me.” Taryn stared at him for a brief second before looking in the backseat at Kia

  “Why you want us to do it? What can’t you?”

  “Because Pretty Lee, I need to teach these lil hoes a lesson, but I’m not a woman beater.”

  “So basically you want us to go beat they ass, and take your money?” Kia asked from the backseat. Taryn laughed at her best friend’s bluntness. Kia was as hood as she could get. She was one of the realist females Taryn had ever come in contact with.

  “That’s exactly what I want y’all to do.”

  “Well you know I’m down, what about you T?”

  “I’m with it,” Taryn said as she answered her phone for Jeremiah. He had been out of town with his parents all day. They made small talk before making plans to meet up later that night. She had just hung up the phone when Jacko turned into Elizabeth Canty projects. E-Canty, is what the local people called it. It was one of the most popular public housing complexes in Columbus, GA. It was brick buildings with black doors and stairs. The grass needed to be cut, and there was trash everywhere.

  Driving down the street, Taryn looked at the group of men standing on the corner. They looked to be in their early twenties; she could bet they were drug dealers. They continued driving, passing by a host of children playing and residents on their porch. Jacko pulled his Corvette to a stop and turned in his seat so that he was facing both girls.

  “Look, it’s two girls; they steal cars for me. They were supposed to have brought me forty bands last week but they haven’t. I’ve been calling and they’ve been dodging me. My lil partner told me they in apartment D, so I need y’all to go get them. I brought y’all because they rowdy as hell; if it gets ugly, I’ll handle it.” Taryn listened to Jacko without saying anything.

  “Alright we got it! Come on Kia!” Kia and Taryn exited the car and walked up the stairs to the door. Taryn knocked first, but when no one answered Kia started to kick it. She was kicking it so hard the windows were rattling.

  “Open up this fucking door!” she yelled, still kicking the door. The locks clicked and the front door swung open. A short light-skinned girl with long red weave pushed the screen door open and glared and both girls. She asked who they were with way too much attitude for Taryn’s likes. Deciding to forget all the pleasantries, Taryn cut straight to the chase.

  “We came to get Jacko money.”

  “Well I don’t have it,” she rolled her eyes.

  “Listen, I don’t have time to play these games. Go get my brother money and bring it out here so we can go.” By now, another girl had joined them on the porch. She was tall and chubby, with a low haircut.

  “I said, I don’t have it!” Kia stood there watching every move the girls were making. She didn’t recognize the first one, but the baldhead chubby one used to run dope for her father. He had removed her from his squad a few months ago for stealing, so she knew they were lying. She must have just noticed Kia because she nodded her head and smiled like they were friends.

  “What’s up Kia?”

  “Hey Ace. Where is Jacko’s money?” Taryn looked at Kia, then back at the girl. She didn’t know her but, Kia knew everybody so she wasn’t surprised. Ace walked back into the house and came back with $30,000. Ta
ryn counted it quickly, because they already had it separated.

  “Y’all owe him ten more! Stop fucking playing! I don’t have time for this shit!” Taryn had barely got the words out of her mouth when Ace lunged at her. Taryn figured they were going to try something like that, so she ducked and Ace slammed into the wall. Kia rushed over to her and pulled her gun from behind her back, and put it in her face.

  “Ace, send your friend to get the rest of Jack’s money before I blow your bald head off.” Ace looked at Kia like she wanted to say something, but changed her mind. Everybody knew Kia was Buck’s daughter, so Taryn didn’t have to guess why she chose not to say anything.

  “Red, go get the other ten!” The whole transaction took about ten minutes before Taryn and Kia were headed back to the car.

  Chapter 7

  Demoto had just gotten out of the shower when he heard a knock on his front door. He wasn’t expecting company, so he looked at his phone for missed calls before checking to see who it was. He slid his shorts on, and headed for the door.

  “What you doing here girl?” Demoto smiled as Taryn rushed in the door. She was obviously getting ready to go somewhere, because she was dressed up. Demoto eyed her up and down in her silk black romper and wedges. Her hair was all down with the front pinned up with a gold clip. She wore simple gold jewelry and a small gold clutch. She had so much style. That was one of the things he loved about her. She had walked right past him and into the kitchen. He watched her as she was walked towards him with his Gatorade. He’d just bought it from the gas station on his way home, and here she was drinking it. Demoto let out a small chuckle and shook his head.

  “What you think you doing T?”

  “I’m thirsty. This all y’all had in the refrigerator, and you never called me back earlier.” He had totally forgot about calling her once he’d left from seeing Cayman.

  “My fault T. I meant to, I just had some serious stuff going on earlier” Her face frowned up immediately.

  “What’s going on Moto, everything okay?” He had to love Taryn; she was so caring. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her to him.

  “Don’t mess up my hair Moto, I got a date tonight!” she eased away from him and sat down on the couch.

  “With who? Miah?”

  “Yes! Who else Demoto? But anyway, I need to talk to you about something.” He walked around and sat in front of her. He waited for her to start talking, but when she did, it was definitely not what he expected. She explained about her being a virgin and Jeremiah wanting sex. She was scared he wasn’t going to want her anymore if she didn’t do it, but she wasn’t ready. He sighed heavily before responding. He wanted so bad to tell her not to have sex with Jeremiah, but he didn’t. He knew he would only be saying it because the thought alone made his blood boil. He wanted her for himself, but he had to push that to the back of his mind. He yearned privately for Taryn; he wanted to be the first man to have her. She hadn’t spent the night with him since the first night he saw her in the park, so he hadn’t been able to. That hadn’t stopped him from wanting her. Every time he saw her the feeling got more intense, especially at moments like this. Jeremiah was his friend, but there was no way he was about to talk her into sleeping with him. It was selfish and petty, but it was how he felt. No man in his right mind would push the woman he loved into the arms of another man. Demoto had realized he loved Taryn about a month ago, but he kept that to himself as well.

  “So what should I do Demoto? I mean, I like Jeremiah and everything but this is a big step. He’s so sweet to me.” The look on her face was one of pure confusion. “You love him?”

  “Yeah, I think so.” He remained calm, but he was fuming on the inside. Taryn’s beautiful dark skin looked as if it were glowing. Her big hair framed her face with just enough pulled up to amplify her beauty. She was looking at him, pleading with her eyes for an answer. He knew he could give her one, he just wasn’t sure if it was the one she wanted. He stared at her.

  “Don’t just stare at me Demoto, tell me something.”

  “Don’t do it.” Demoto’s voice was low but firm. He sat there waiting for her to respond.

  “Why not?”

  “Because I don’t want you to,” he said with finality. He could tell by the look on her face she was shocked. He hadn’t meant to say that, but when he opened his mouth that’s what came out.

  “Okay I won’t,” she said in a hurry. Standing, Demoto reached his hand towards her, and she took it. He led her down the hallway and to his room. He closed and locked his door. Taryn stood next to his dresser, biting her nails. He could tell she was nervous. Grabbing his remote, he turned on his music. He pressed play and Silk’s If You poured through the speakers.

  Been checking you for so long and I feel

  Girl, you should let me know what the deal

  Been peepin' out your life, I think you want to let me slide

  So what you need to do right now is keep it real

  I know you want me, girl, just like I want you

  So stop frontin' like you don't when you do

  So if you're feeling naughty, naughty and if you're really 'bout it, 'bout it

  And if you get me rowdy, rowdy my love's gonna make you shout it, shout it

  “Come over here Taryn-Lee.” She moved towards him slowly. Once she got closer, he grabbed her by the front of her romper and pulled her the rest of the way. He wrapped one arm around her waist and rubbed along the inside of her thighs with the other. Taryn’s thighs were thick, and her body was warm. Demoto continued to run his hands all over her body until she was relaxed. He leaned forward until their foreheads were touching.

  “I want you Taryn.” His voice came out in more of a desperate plea than he intended. The burn for her had turned into a full-blown inferno. His need to feel her was surpassing his rational thinking. The way she melted under his touch wasn’t making it any better. Taryn’s mind was all over the place. Her panties were wet and her legs were weak. The hold Demoto had on her was exhilarating. When it came to sex with Jeremiah she was skeptical and undecided, but Demoto was different. Her body reacted to his touch in a familiar manner. Every part of her body he’d touched was tingling. She was on fire for him.

  “I don’t know how Moto.” Although she had just told him in the living room she was a virgin, she felt the need to remind him of her inexperience.

  “I’ll show you.” With that, he picked her up and sat down on the bed. She was straddling his lap as he ran his hands up and down her back. Taryn knew in the back of her mind this was wrong, but it felt so right. She loved Jeremiah, but what she felt with him couldn’t compare to the way she was feeling right now. She eased back off his lap. He went to reach for her, trying to stop her from moving but she stepped back.

  “Taryn please.” Taryn could see the desperation in his eyes. He obviously thought she was changing her mind, when in reality she couldn’t have if she tried. She stood before him, watching him intently as she removed the clip from her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders. She then removed her shoes and bracelets. Once she’d finished, Demoto pulled her between his legs as he sat on the edge of the bed. He fumbled with her zipper before pulling the romper completely off. She watched as he trailed kisses from her stomach down to her thighs. She was so nervous that she could barely stand still. He must have sensed her nervousness because he placed both of his hands on her hips, stopping her jittery movement. She glanced over at the clock; she had an hour and half before her date with Jeremiah.

  “Demoto stop. This ain’t right”

  “You really want me to?” She stood silent, unsure of what to say.

  “I knew you didn’t, so stop talking all that shit.” She smiled as he lay back on his elbows. Taryn fidgeted under his stare. His green eyes were almost hypnotic.

  “Bring your pretty ass over here T, and stop looking so scared.” His accent would never get old to her. The thick country slur in his words turned her on to no end.

  “I am
scared. I wish you would stop looking at me like that.”

  “I can’t stop Taryn-Lee, you’re perfect!” Taryn didn’t know what to say, so instead she crawled on top of him. His arms immediately snaked around her, pulling her down onto his hard body. Demoto knew Taryn was inexperienced, so he flipped her over so he was on top. He kissed her all over before unsnapping her bra. He alternated between sucking and biting on her nipples. He twisted and pulled playfully at her nipple rings, bringing vibrant shudders from her body. After blowing lightly down her stomach, he stopped with his head between her thighs. He licked the sides of her thighs, then turned his attention to her warmth. He licked slowly around her essence, teasing her before pushing her panties to the side. Taryn’s breasts were rising and falling at a rapid pace due to her breathing. Demoto could tell she’d never felt pleasure to this extent. He ripped the panties from her body in one quick motion. After the first flick of his tongue, she screamed.

  “Damn baby,” he said as his lips and warm tongue slid up and down her wetness. He sucked and slurped at her juices passionately as she squirmed around the bed.

  “You taste so good,” he said as he French-kissed her opening. He twirled his tongue in and out of her sweetness, causing her to moan in ecstasy. Demoto sucked on her clit, applying the right amount of pressure to make her cum. She was moaning loudly as she held a hand full of his dreads. Demoto was enjoying pleasing her so much; he hadn’t even noticed he too was moaning. With one finger inside of her, he zoned in on her clit. He was enjoying how sweet she was. Demoto could tell she was on the edge, so he went back to French kissing her wetness. Taryn gasped loudly just before screaming. He thought maybe she couldn’t catch her breath, but that was all over the moment she exploded all over his face. Demoto eagerly lapped up her juices, making sure he tasted it all. She was pulling his dreads and arching her back as she came.