Unstoppable (5 page)

The look on my dad’s face when I walked into the hospital was a look of shock and anger.  Before I was bombarded with questions I went into the bathroom and looked over my appearance.  “Oh my god.” I said when I looked at my neck.  There was a faint red hickey just above my collar bone.  My hair wasn’t a complete mess thankfully, I had no lipstick or lip gloss left on my lips and they still looked slightly swollen from us kissing.  The door to the restroom swung open and my mom walked in.

“Are you okay?” she asked.  “Did you and Ryder…you know?”

“No,” I lowered my head, “Just kissed, please take me home.”

“Um—don’t you want to stay and wait to see how Lucifer is doing?”

“Please mom, I just want to go home.  You can keep me posted, I just--I don’t want to be around Ryder right now.”

She nodded her head then we both walked out.  Sydney tried to talk to me but I told her I wanted to leave so I could change out of my dress and go to bed. 

“Harley, if something happened…” Sydney started to say but I interrupted her.

“Nothing happened okay!” I practically yelled.  She hugged me then turned and walked away. 

The ride home was silent.  When we pulled in the driveway mom stopped me from getting out of the car.  “If something happened that you didn’t want to happen you’d tell me right?”

“Mom I promise you, he didn’t and would never do anything to hurt me.  We kissed a little that’s it.”  I told her.  What I couldn’t tell her was that it was the most amazing kiss ever and that I actually wanted more from him, but I didn’t want to get hurt by him in the end.

“I know he wouldn’t, but sometimes things can get carried away.  Maybe it’s time we get you put on birth control?”

“It didn’t.  I don’t need it mom, I’m not having sex with anybody.  I’m fine just like I am.”  I squeezed her hand then got out of the car. 

She waited until I was inside the house before she pulled out of the driveway. 

I went to my room and tossed my heels into my closet and hung my dress up so I could take it to the dry cleaners.  Then I went into my bathroom so I could shower. 

The hot water cascading down my sensitive skin felt amazing.  But it reminded me of how hot my skin felt when Ryder was touching me and kissing me.  Ryder had made me feel things I had never felt before.  My nipples tightened at the memory of his lips against my skin, even though the water was scalding hot my body was again covered with goose bumps.  I slid my soapy loofa across my sensitive hardened nipples and gasped at the feeling.  I closed my eyes and dropped my loofa, then ran my hand across my stomach and up to my breasts.  Memories of Ryder’s lips ghosting across my skin, his breath hot and moist against my lips, his tongue firm and sliding gently against mine.  I moved my hands from my heavy breast, down my ribs to my hips then slid one hand down to my throbbing center.  My clit was swollen and hard, the nerves were tingling for a release.  With one finger I made slow circles then moved my finger down the slit to my entrance.  The slickness covered my middle finger and caused me to moan.  I moved my finger back up to my clit and circled it then lightly tapped it.  My knees grew weak so I backed up until my back was resting against the cold tiles of the shower.  With one foot on the edge of the tub I opened my pussy lips with my ring and index finger and started massaging my clit again.  I pictured it being Ryder’s fingers, my head fell against the shower wall as I continued tap and massage my clit faster.  I dipped my finger back inside my pussy and pulled more of the slickness up to my clit, a tingling sensation started at my toes and rapidly moved up my body until I was shaking from the orgasm I had just given myself.  I stood there shakily taking deep breaths, “I cannot believe I just did that.” I sighed.  It was all because of Ryder. 

Once I finished my shower and dressed in my sleep clothes, I went to my bed and noticed the light blinking on my phone.  I swiped the screen to see that I had two text messages.  I read the first one from mom, she wanted to let me know that Lucifer was going to be fine and that they were going to run more tests on him before they dismissed him.  I sent her back a text asking her to tell Lucifer he needed to take better care of himself.  The next text message was from Ryder, I read it but chose not to reply because I had no idea what to say back.  The evening had taken a turn that I never expected to have happen between us.  Could I trust Ryder?  That was a question that I couldn’t answer but my heart already had its mind made up…Trust Ryder.

I slept in the following morning, when I finally went downstairs my dad was reading the paper and drinking his coffee.  He lowered the paper and narrowed his eyes at me. 

“Don’t even start.” I told him as I walked past him to the refrigerator. 

“He’s lucky I didn’t kick his ass, Harley.” He grumbled.

“Seriously dad, we kissed.  Why is that a crime?” I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. 

Dad stood up from his chair so fast it scraped across the tile floor.  He pointed a finger in my face.  “I fucking know how boys his age work, I also know he’s a fucking punk that thinks girls your age are disposable.  I’ll be god damned if I watch him pull the shit on you he’s pulled on half the girls in your school.”

“OH MY GOD BRYAN!” Mom yelled and slapped him on the back of the head.

“God damn it,” he rubbed the back of his head, “You know as well as I do, one little kiss can lead to fu…the horizontal mambo in the back seat of that Charger.” Dad yelled. 

Mom laughed, “Horizontal mambo?  Really?!  Listen, Ryder’s a good boy.  I’m pretty sure that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.  Now stop yelling at her and ask her how the rest of the night went.” She patted his cheek and smiled at us both.

I told them how much fun Star seemed to have and showed them the pictures on my cell phone.  Mom hugged me, “You probably made her night, she’ll never forget that night.” 

Dad filled me in on Lucifer, since he hadn’t been taking his medication regularly that was what caused him to end up so dizzy and nauseas.  “I’ve gotta get to the club, Cade and I are doing a run today.”

“A run?  Let me get changed.” Mom started for their bedroom.

“Ah…you can’t go on this one babe.”

Mom turned and narrowed her eyes at dad, “What do you mean?” she planted her hands on her slim hips.

“It’s MC stuff.” Dad shrugged his leather vest on. 

“Bryan, what the hell does that mean?” she yelled and threw her hands in the air.  “The ONLY time it’s just you and Cade is when he has to shoo…” she stopped talking and her eyes got big. 

Dad walked over and kissed her, “Stop.” He whispered in her ear.  He kissed her again then walked over and hugged me. 

I knew better than to even ask about anything related to the runs that the ‘Rail Riders’ went on.  Unless it was a Poker or charity run and I knew it wasn’t one of those.

As the weeks went by I stayed busy filling out college applications and touring different colleges.  I had decided that my favorite was Washington State, the same place where mom and Sydney graduated from.  It was still close to home but not
too
close like the community college.  I was looking forward to getting out of town and meeting new people and making new friends. 

Our families still got together on weekends for dinners, the tension was still there between Ryder and my dad though.  Most weekends Ryder would eat then leave without saying a word to me or barely looking my direction.  At school I would catch him staring at me, not with anger in his eyes but a look of desire?  Want?  Need?  He didn’t date anymore; it was like he was waiting for the perfect time to strike…me.

The rest of the year went by so fast I was relieved to have kept my 4.0 grade average.  Things between Ryder and me still weren’t the best, mostly because we both knew that had we not been interrupted the night of prom our relationship would have changed from friends to more.  And I would rather have him in my life as a friend than nothing at all. 

The day of graduation I stood with our class as our principal announced us as the graduating class and wished us all good luck in our future endeavors.  We all hugged our friends then parted ways to our families.  Ryder grabbed me by the elbow and stopped me before I reached the thick crowd of attendee’s. 

“Go out with me tonight, I know once you’re off at college you won’t be coming back much.”  He stared into my eyes waiting for me to answer him.

“Sure,” I shrugged my shoulders.

“I’ll pick you up at seven.” He gave me his signature lopsided grin, held his arm out to me and we walked over to our families together. 

Both of our mom’s wiped more tears off their cheeks, Cade and my dad hugged us each then looped an arm around their wives.  “Let’s go eat I’m starved.” Dad said.

We went to the restaurant that had given all of us graduates a gift certificate for a free meal.  After we ordered Cade asked if I was pretty excited about going off to college.

“Yep, I can’t wait.  I just hope I have a nice roommate.” I smiled.

“Yeah, because your mom had a pain in the ass one!” Dad said with a laugh and had to duck when Sydney threw a sugar pack at his face.

“Ryder what about you?  Are you excited to go?” I asked. 

He drew his eyebrows together, “I’m not going.”

“Why?” I asked in confusion.

“Because (he dragged out), I’m going into business with dad.  I’m going to do custom paint jobs.  I’ve already finished a few--made pretty good bank so...”

“Oh.” I can’t believe I hadn’t heard this before now. 

Our meals came and we all ate in comfortable silence, our parents started telling stories about us when we were babies, toddlers, and finally stopped when they reached the night of Prom.

“I’m going to go home and shower then change, I’m going out with a friend tonight.” I told them.

“You are?  Who?”  Dad leaned back in his chair. 

“Me.”  Ryder leaned back in his chair and the stare down began.

Silence filled the table, “You just remember my warning.” Dad said with a firm tone. 

Ryder rolled his eyes at dad, Cade thumped his ear and mumbled something I couldn’t understand. 

An hour later the familiar rumble of Ryder’s Harley cut the night time silence then shut off.  I checked myself in the mirror and hurried out of my room before dad could say too much to Ryder. 

“It’s a fucking bike Bryan.” I heard Ryder whisper yell at dad.

“Doesn’t fucking matter.  I was your age once too.”

“Knock it off Bryan!” Mom said trying not to yell.

“I’m ready.” I said with a smile.  Dad grumbled something before he hugged me. 

“Have her home before midnight.” Dad told Ryder.

“Seriously?” I asked in shock.

“Ye
p
!” he said popping the P.

“I’m eighteen!” I protested. 

“You still live here that means the house rules still apply…”

“Have fun and be safe you two.” Mom pulled dad away from us so he would stop talking and leave us alone so we could leave.

When we got out to the Harley, Ryder gently put the flat black full face helmet on my head and adjusted the chin strap before he put his helmet on.  He got on, held his hand out to me and helped me get on the soft leather seat behind him. 

I didn’t expect Harley to agree to go out with me.  I honestly figured she would try to come up with some sort of excuse. 

Our meal at the restaurant with our families went pretty good, until she mentioned she was going out with a friend later.  I knew Bryan wasn’t going to be thrilled about it being me, but, it was her choice.  When they were talking about college and she asked if I was ready, it pissed me off.  Not one time had she ever asked me what my plans were after graduation.  I pushed the anger away because I wanted tonight to be all about me and her.  I wanted to talk about what happened between us Prom night. 

When I showed up at their house Bryan met me at the door. 

“You’re not taking her out just to get a piece of ass.” He growled out and glared at me. 

Thankfully before we could get into a full on yelling match Harley came downstairs.  She was wearing a pair of dark skinny blue jeans, white long sleeve cotton shirt, her black riding boots, and her hair long blond hair pulled into a pony tail at the base of her neck. 

We pulled away from their house, the vibration and rumble of the pipes sending a chill down my spine.  Harley’s hands were loosely resting on my hips.  Once we made it through downtown and on the open highway I grabbed her hands with one of mine and pulled them forward.  She pressed them against my stomach, her thumbs rubbed against my skin through my shirt.  I twisted the throttle, Harley gripped me tighter as the V8 engine rumbled to life down the highway.  I looked down when I felt her pulling my shirt loose from the waist of my blue jeans.  Then her cool hands softly caressed my abdominal muscles.  The same heat I felt the first night she touched me—I felt the same trail of fire again.  I left my left hand on the handle bar and placed my right hand over her hands.  If she didn’t stop moving her hands she’d have them down the front of my jeans.  And that…would cause problems for us.  I sure as hell didn’t want to wreck with her on the back and have to explain WHY to her parents. 

I pulled into the driveway and slowly rode down the gravel driveway once we were under the carport I killed the engine.  Harley slowly slid her hands from under my shirt and rested them on my thighs.  Quickly I unfastened the chin strap of my helmet and hung it on the handlebar.  Before she could move to get off I climbed off and unfastened her helmet and set it on the ground next to my feet.  I stood up stared into her eyes then cupped her face in my hands and not so gently pressed my lips against hers.  Our teeth tapped together, lips separated, and tongues entwined.  Our rhythm was intense and perfect together.  Her taste, her moans, the way she pulled me closer to her it was all making it almost impossible for me to stay in control of my actions.  I kissed her hard one more time before I regretfully pulled away. 

When she finally opened her eyes she pressed her fingers against her kiss swollen lips.  Then she cleared her throat, “Where are we?”

I stepped back from her so she could get off the motorcycle, “My place.” I held my hand out for her. 

“Your place?” I knew she was confused, she didn’t know that I had been working on this house for the last several months.  The large barn out back, that wasn’t visible from where we were standing, was where I had my paint booth and shop set up. 

“Yep, figured I’d bring you here and show you what I’ve been up to.” I said with a shrug. 

Harley nodded her head and waited for me to walk ahead of her.  Once we were inside her eyes grew wide, “Holy shit Ryder this place is…amazing!” she said as she turned around looking at the place.  The kitchen had rust stained concrete counter tops, high gloss white cabinets, and a rustic grey stained concrete floor.  The entire main area was all open floor, the flooring in the rest of the house was black stained wood.  My furniture was all cream colored with the rust red throw pillows and area rugs.  “You’ve done all this?” she turned and faced me again. 

“Dad helped when he had time, Mom picked out the furniture because she knew I was going to choose black.” I said with a laugh. 

“Oh my god, look at that barn!” Harley went to the kitchen windows. 

I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her hips, “And that’s where I do all the custom painting.” I told her and kissed her neck.  She rolled her head to the side, she still had her leather riding jacket on so I pulled it off her shoulders and laid it on the large island behind me.  Harley turned and faced me.

“I can’t believe I didn’t know this is what you were planning to do.”

I shrugged a shoulder, “It is what it is.” I kissed the corner of her mouth.  “Let me show you more of the place.”

I walked her through the rest of the house, her smile made all the hard work worth it.  I pushed the master bedroom door open and she gasped.  “Holy hell Ryder, this is…WOW!”  she said then darted for the California king size bed.  “Oh my god it’s so soft, I love that headboard.  Is this why you brought me here?  To get me in your bed?” she asked with a laugh. 

Her blonde hair against the black comforter, her bright blue eyes staring back at me and her smile had me slowly walking toward her—unable to stop myself.  “Well no, but I definitely like the view.” I grinned at her. 

She sat up on the bed and grabbed me by the waist band of my jeans, my knees hit the edge of the bed and caused me to fall forward.  Harley untucked my shirt and pushed her hands against my stomach, our eyes were locked onto each other’s.  “Kiss me Ryder, please.” She whispered.  With my hands bracing me up on each side of her I lowered my lips to hers.  Our kiss was slow, our tongues teasing each other’s.  With a feather light touch she slid her fingers across my skin to the front of my jeans and with shaky hands unfastened my belt then the button of my jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down.  I finally broke away from her, dizzy from the kiss. 

“Look at me Harley.”  She opened her eyes and stared back at me.  “I’m trying really hard to take this slow but you’re making things kind of hard.”

She bit her bottom lip, “So we have to stop?”

I shook my head, “It’s up to you.” I wasn’t going to push her and make her regret doing anything. 

She pulled her hands away from my boxer waist band and gripped the hem of her own shirt and pulled it over her head I never took my eyes off of her.  She arched her back and unclasped her bra and slowly pulled it down her arms and dropped it beside her.  Then she grabbed one of my hands and covered one of her breasts.  “Please Ryder…”

Those two words were my undoing, I quickly stripped out of my clothes and stripped her free from the rest of hers.  Harley scooted to the middle of the bed as I crawled toward her.  “You sure?” I asked.  She smiled while biting the corner of her bottom lip and nodded her head ‘yes’. 

I knelt between her ankles and stared at the beautiful woman in front of me.  Her skin was smooth, hot, and soft.  I picked up her ankle and kissed the inside of it and kissed a path up her calf muscle to the inside of her thigh.  Her pussy was bare and the lips glistened with her juices, she spread her legs open more—inviting me to kiss here center.  I ran my index finger between her folds and pressed it inside of her.  When I pulled it out and slid it back up to the bundle of hard nerves of her clit she grabbed the sheets and fisted them.  I looked up at her, she was watching me—waiting.  Her chest rose and fell with each deep breath. Her beautiful pink nipples were hard and calling for my attention.  But first I wanted to taste Harley.  With my eyes locked on hers I gently spread her pussy lips apart and slowly swiped my tongue up from the opening to her clit.  Her breathing grew faster with each swirl of my tongue around her clit.  When she tried to clamp her shaking knees against my head I pinned her thighs open with my hands.  “Ryder I’m going to come.” Her eyes drifted shut.  I pushed one finger inside of her then tried to get another finger into the tightness but her pussy muscles wouldn’t relax.  Her climax hit when I flicked my tongue against her clit and hooked my finger upwards inside of her slick pussy. 

“God you’re fucking beautiful.” I kissed up her body, sucked on one nipple then the other.  Harley’s smile was beautiful, her eyes relaxed and her body covered in goose bumps.  When she wrapped her hand around my cock, her breathing stuttered.  “You sure you want to do this?” I asked her.

“Yes, please…” I silenced her with a kiss and positioned the wide tip of my cock at her opening and started to ease inside of her slick hot pussy.  Harley didn’t want me to go slow, “Please Ryder.” She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me inside of her. That’s when I felt the hymen break and felt her breathing stutter. 

“You have got to be fucking kidding me!” I glared down at her.

“Wha…what?” she pulled me deeper until I couldn’t fit any more of my throbbing hard cock inside of her without hitting her cervix. 

“You are a god damn virgin Harley!”

“Was not anymore, please Ryder.  I want this to happen.” Her eyes shined with tears.  My jaw muscles clenched until she ran her hands up my arms to my face.  “Please?” she spoke softly against my lips and kissed me. 

I pulled out of her and eased as much of myself back inside of her tight perfect pussy.  Each slow thrust in and out of her, her pussy grew hotter and wetter.  I leaned back and circled her clit with my thumb.  When I felt her pussy flood with more of her come and heard her moan my name I lost any control I had left in me.  I circled her clit faster, “Fuck…you’re perfect.” I leaned forward and looped my arms under her arms and gripped her shoulders.  Each time I pressed the tip of my cock against her cervix she would grind against me and try to take more of me inside of her.  Then her pussy muscles clamped around my cock and started to spasm.  “I’m going to come.” I breathed against her lips. 

Her eyes popped open, “Pull out Ryder!” She practically yelled and pushed at my chest. 

I leaned back, pulled my slick cock out, the ache in my balls released.  Hot spurts of come landed against her perfect stomach with each stroke of my hand.  When I finally caught my breath and looked at Harley she was looking at the come on her stomach then at me.  “I’m not…um on the pill.” She stuttered out, “I hope you’re clean.”

My eyes got big, “I’m clean but fuck Harley what if I just knocked you up?” I felt sick.  I went into the bathroom and started the shower and wet a wash cloth down then went back out to her.  She quickly cleaned up and pulled the sheet up around her body. 

“You…you pulled out in time I’m sure—right?  My god how could we both be so stupid?” Her voice was muffled by her hands. 

“I’m sure I pulled out in plenty of time.  Come on let’s go shower.”  I pulled her hands away from her face and the sheet away from her body.  “I got carried away we’ll use them next time.”

She laughed, “You’re sure there’s going to be another time.  Maybe I didn’t like it.” Harley said with one eyebrow raised in challenge. 

The grin I gave her made her dart past me into the bathroom, she tried to lock the door and keep me out.  “Where the hell is the lock?” her body weight didn’t stop me from pushing in. 

“Out here my beautiful Harley.” I said as I stalked toward her. 

She pointed a finger at me, “No…NO.  I want to shower you keep your hands to yourself.  Who the hell puts the lock on the outside of the door?”

I shrugged a shoulder, “Trying to set a trend I guess.”