Page 23 of Next Level (Royal Bastards MC: Oakland Chapter #1)

MY GIRLFRIEND

“R ay,” I say softly.

I glide my hands over his muscular chest, down his stomach, reaching for his gloriously hard cock.

“Mmm,” he moans, rousing from his sleep.

Waking up on top of this man is like waking up in heaven.

He grabs my arms as I shift, fully covering his body. I reach between us, placing his dick at my wet entrance.

“My Blossom wants more?” he says sleepily.

Sliding him inside me, I place my hands on his chest and slowly motion forward and back.

“Fuck yeah,” he groans.

I stay silent, lost in the feeling of him inside me. I throw my head back, rocking my body against him.

Again and again.

“Ride me. Give me some of that sweet sugar.” Ray encourages me to take what I want from him.

I begin riding him faster and faster. Not saying a word, just panting my need for more.

He grips my hips hard, lifting me slightly so he can start pumping faster into me, wanting more.

I gasp loudly.

He grins at me, spurring me on.

I bite my lip.

He’s fucking me so fast and hard from underneath me, my tits slap up and down. I need him to be deeper. I move off of him into my favorite position, doggie style.

Ray’s on me in seconds, covering my body with his and entering me from behind, thrusting hard and deep. Bottoming out inside me.

Fuck yeah.

Ray grabs my ass cheeks, giving both a smack, sending an electrifying sting through my body, before spreading them and finding my pucker hole. His thumb circles it as he starts slamming in and out of my pussy, again and again.

Both of us lost in our lust-filled haze, chasing our orgasms.

God, he’s good. He’s perfect.

I’m close.

Ray’s body tightens as he thrusts short, fast pumps into me. I feel my walls clamp around his shaft. I’m right there with him.

Clenching the sheets around me, with my face down in the pillow, I scream for more. I’m so close. Ray slips his thumb into my pucker hole, giving me that extra push. I explode, clamping down around his thumb, which sends him over the edge with me, shooting us both into heaven.

As his climax rolls through him, he moves down over me. I welcome the weight as he slowly moves in and out of me until he has nothing left. Slipping out, he moves to my side. I let my body slowly sink into the mattress face down, panting into the pillow, trying to catch my breath.

Ray asks. “Blossom, you okay?”

I try to respond, but I’m too spent to move my body or talk. I feel the bed shift as he turns onto his back, like he does every time we finish.

Ray has my body humming to a different beat, that’s for sure.

My orgasms with him are out of this world, lasting longer than I’ve ever had before.

When my high is gone, I want to do it all over again.

Just thinking about it has me tingling down there for more.

I’m actually sore from fucking all night into this morning, but when I woke up, my body wanted him again, even though we had only slept for a couple of hours.

His fingertips caress down my back over my ass, sending goosebumps across my body.

“Damn, woman, you make me feel like a pup running around here humping everything in sight. I’m hard again for you,” Ray says low and huskily.

I still don’t have any energy to lift my head, so I roll it to the side, peeking out at him with one eye, smiling.

“I feel the same way, but if you want me to be awake for tonight, I need to get a little bit more sleep,” I say softly.

Ray continues to caress me.

“Haven’t you learned by now I don’t sleep much?” he says with a devilish grin.

“Don’t you want me to look my best and not fall asleep later when I meet everyone?” I say, sounding exhausted.

Ray scoffs. “Blossom, you look beautiful right now.” He moves behind me, massaging my ass.

God, that feels so good. I exhale slowly.

“Plus, you woke me up, remember. Now I want some of that sugar,” Ray growls, flipping me onto my back.

I still can’t even open my eyes. I’m so exhausted from the last round.

Ray giggles. “You just lie there and let me take care of you.” Spreading my legs, he grips my thighs, massaging down my body. Feeling his breath between my legs, I breathe out my approval.

When his wet lips suck on my labia, a deep throaty moan escapes me.

“Sweet, sweet sugar,” he murmurs as he licks my folds, then sucks on my nub before flicking it with his tongue.

Yeah, I’m not getting any sleep right now. I reach between my legs, running my hands through Ray’s hair as he assaults my pussy.

“Suck me, Ray. God, yes,” I say needily.

His vibrating moan against my core lets me know he’s ready.

Three orgasms and a sore pussy later, he finally let me go back to sleep.

“Today you’re going to meet the rest of the club, family, and friends,” Ray says, moving around his room getting dressed.

We’re freshly showered, and yes, he gave me another mind-blowing orgasm in the shower, so I’m sitting on the bed with a towel, trying to get my head in the game.

“Today will be chill, but tonight I don’t want you out of my sight with so many other motorcycle clubs here.

” When I don’t answer him, he turns to me.

“You okay, Blossom?” he asks, sounding concerned.

I stretch my body. “Just trying to wake up. I need coffee. Lots of coffee. And maybe some Tylenol. My body aches from all the sex we’ve had.”

Ray moves toward me, leaning down to kiss me. I put up my hand. “Oh no you don’t. Kissing leads to sex. I need at least eight hours before anything goes back inside me,” I tease.

Ray stands up. “Blossom, I agree, my cock is raw as fuck, but that isn’t going to stop me from kissing or touching you.”

Hearing him say he was just as sore makes me giddy.

An hour later, Ray and I walk into the clubhouse hand in hand. I’ve got butterflies in my stomach. Meeting some of these club brothers for the first time, as well as others from last night, makes me nervous.

I’m a pretty confident woman, but this man makes me all childish. I want to make a good impression, and with the shit that went down last night, I’m not sure if I did.

When we enter the main building, no one is around, but I hear people talking and laughing.

Ray tugs on my hand, pulling me along with him toward the muffled voices. We walk down a hallway, and all I see are men standing around. When we enter, I see that it’s a kitchen and everyone becomes silent. I’m still slightly behind him, thank God, so I don’t see everyone staring at us.

“Morning, get yourself some breakfast before these numbnuts eat it all.” A sweet woman’s voice calls out. Ray tugs my hand, and I move to his side. I can see an older woman smiling big in our direction as she dries her hands on a towel.

The smell of coffee assaults my senses.

“Everyone, this is Cherry.” Before he finishes, men start saying hello, but stop when Ray adds, “My girlfriend.”

I raise my hand. “Hey,” I offer, looking like an idiot.

A woman who appears to be a few years older, but very attractive, approaches. She eyes me at first, but then gives me a warm welcome. “Excuse all of them. I’m Siren, that fool’s ol’ lady.” She points to where Lazy’s sitting.”

“Easy, woman. Who you calling a fool?” Lazy grumbles before putting another spoonful of food in his mouth.

Lazy looks a few years older than her, but he’s aged well. They seem cute together.

The men start haggling, and the room turns back to chattering.

She moves to hug me, and I reach out to hug her back, but Ray doesn’t let go of my hand, so I have to give her a half-hug.

“Nice to meet you, Siren,” I say to her as we break apart.

Behind her, I notice two more women, who are younger, like my age. Both are smiling as they approach, so I’m thinking they’re ol’ ladies to someone here, but I feel Ray tense next to me, and his hand tightens around mine.

I don’t feel threatened, but based on his body language, I prepare myself for some kind of verbal or physical assault. I don’t think Ray would let that happen, but you never know.

Ray’s face doesn’t indicate any dislike toward them, so I look back at the girls once they’re right in front of me.

“Hi, I’m Tink,” she says with a warmly, then extends her hand before pointing to the other girl. “This here is my best friend, Cracker.”

Tink. Okay, she’s the family friend he was fucking. Got it.

“Hi, nice to meet you both,” I say genuinely, shaking both of their hands.

They move back to the table and start cleaning up. Ray leans down, kisses me on the cheek, and says, “Told you she was cool.”

I squeeze his hand, pulling him down so I can whisper in his ear, “Who’s the bitch again?”

“Tamara, and she won’t be here. No one likes her.”

“Just warn me if any of your side pieces do come so I can be prepared.”

Ray doesn’t say anything but moves us over to the coffee machine. My whole body relaxes, and my face lights up.

Dawg booms, “Someone likes coffee.”

“ Like is an understatement. I love coffee.”

Ray fills a cup for me, and when I try to put all my extras in it, he swats my hand. “I gotchu. I know how you like it.”

Dawg interjects, “I bet you do.”

My face flushes as everyone listens, but I fire back, “Oh yeah he does.”

This gets the whole table in an uproar.

“He ain’t ever made no coffee for Trouble or anyone else. It must be love ,” Lip says teasingly.

I instinctively glance over at Tink to see her reaction, but she’s laughing along with everyone else.

Okay, she really does seem cool about all of this.

Siren smacks Lip on the head with a towel. “Zip it, Lip.”

Zip backhands his cousin on the arm.

Lip flinches, rubbing his arm where he was hit. “Ow, why did you hit me?”

Dawg pulls out a chair for me to sit in next to him, and Ray sits on the other side of me. Ray makes me a plate, and I listen to the men banter back and forth. I notice everyone eyeing me, but no one says anything else.

When I eye the women in the room, I only get friendly glances. Not fake, just friendly. I know everyone here is checking me out one way or another, but then again, I guess I’m doing the same.

Every time I look over at Tink, she returns a warm smile.

Okay, I like her.

I get a good vibe from her, and I have a feeling we’re going to be friends.