The Beats in Rift (15 page)

“MY BROTHER WANTS you, Med. You know that.”

I smile as we leave the hotel to walk to the bar where Crystal’s brother is playing with his band. I know he likes me and tonight I’m going to give him some attention.

It’s been too long since I had some fun; over two years since I got totally drunk and ended up being foolish. So I had a spa treatment to make myself feel more attractive, and put on my best outfit.

Crystal and I enjoy numerous shots while we get ready. I’m feeling buzzed and ready to let my hair down for once.

“OH, CHECK THEM out. Fuck me.”

I look over at the two women standing at the bar but only one holds my attention. Long chocolate colored waves flowing down to her waist; her legs are toned and long, peeking from a short black dress that’s sculpted around a perfect perky ass like a second skin. Her hips sway gently to the riffs coming from the band playing on stage. The beats pick up into a steady tempo, her hips sway, grinding to the music. Damn, she can move. Every eye in the bar is on her. I feel the familiarity pulling from my soul to hers. Her friend is cute too, but not like
her
; she glows with sensuality. Her hand goes up as she feels the beat of the music. She lets out a shout of approval and gains shit-eating grins from every band member on the stage. My heart is thumping against my chest and I have no idea why. This can’t be Beats and chicks don’t have that effect on me since her. That shit passed years ago.

“Shit, she’s smoking hot. You think she’s a bar bunny?” Jinx asks, gaining looks from everyone at our table.

“You ever seen a bar bunny that looks like that?” I ask. I’ve haven’t been drinking so why was I hallucinating.

“Man, I wish we did,”

The music slows and finishes. She claps her hands. “Woo, you rock!”

“I think she’s wasted,” Silver states.

“Hey, baby! Why you don’t bring that fine ass over here?” Rex calls out to her.

I hold back the retort that they could only get a girl like that was if she was wasted. It’s just about to leave my lips when she turns her head to us. My stomach turns to mush. Her eyes lock onto mine. The noise fades out, the lights seemed to have dimmed and there’s nothing but me and her locked in intense disbelief and, as always, pure desire gaze.

“Shit, you seen the way she’s looking at Rift?”

“Shut the fuck up,” I snap, and stand to go to her. My strides eat up the distance. I grab her hips and jolt her towards me. Her breath hitches, her hands splay across my chest.

“What the hell are you doing in a bar like this, Beats?”

Her eyes bore into mine. She looks around “I came to support my friend’s brother. He’s in the band.”

I look over to her friend who is swaying from too much drink, and yet she’s still tipping back shot after shot. “He your man?”

She shakes her head no then realizes I have hold of her. She forces me to let go. “What are you doing here?” she asks, clearly affected by me still.

“This is where I play.” She looks to the stage then behind me at the table where my band and some boys from the club are sitting. “What the fuck are you wearing?”

She looks down at herself. “A dress.”

I cock an eyebrow. “Barely, babe.”

Her eyes squint at me. “Screw you, Rift. I don’t need this.”

She tries to walk away but I grab her by the wrist. “I haven’t seen you for years and that’s all you’ve got to say to me?”

Her friend leans over her shoulder. “Are they your friends?” she slurs, holding her glass in the direction of my table.

“Yeah, sugar, but I suggest you stay away from them.”

“Whatever, handsome.” She giggles and wanders over to where my boys are.

“You missed me, Beats?”

Her eyes flash. “You ass, I haven’t seen you because you once again left me” she hisses.

I can’t help but smile sadly at her. “My brother told me you disappeared after the wedding. Why didn’t you come with me, Beats? I just needed to cool off, I was fucking pissed”

“Because you didn’t ask me to. And the way I remember it, you took off, not me.”

Her eyes gloss over. There is pain there and my heart hammers against my chest as she speaks. “Did you miss me, Rift?” Her voice is barely a whisper.

“Every fucking day.” I roam my eyes over her perfect face, stopping on her lips. She’s clearly intoxicated making her body speak for her and not her mind. She wants to punch me and kiss me all at once and I know how she feels because I want to shake her and fuck her all at once. Why the fuck did we do this to ourselves, the fire between us was undeniable. Our souls belonged together, I was only ever fully satisfied when I was in her presence.

“God, how can you be here? Screw it, let me go or kiss me, Rift.”

My eyes shoot to hers. Shit, she really said that. I waste no time. I pull her into me and crush my lips to hers. She’s as sweet as I remember; more so. Her tongue dances with mine. Her teeth bite down on my lip, pulling a hungry growl from me. Cat calls from my boys ring out. I can’t pull her any further into me but I need her closer. I need to consume her. Ravish, explore, and savor her all at once. “Let’s get out of here, baby,” I moan into her mouth.

She turns to the bar, slams a shot down and drags me out the door. “Where’s your car?”

“I drive a bike, baby. Over here.” I pull her to the back of the bar where the private parking for our bikes is.

“A Harley?”

“What else?”

Her chest is rising and falling with heat and excitement from our make out in the bar, and I can’t help myself. I pull her to me and ravish her mouth.

Her hands fist in my shirt, my hands grab at her ass. I lift her to straddle my waist and she doesn’t think twice. Her dress rises up around her hips as her legs wrap around me. I hold onto her with one hand and throw my leg over my bike so I’m sat straddling it and she’s straddling my lap. I lean her back and let my eyes take in the sight of her panting, lying on my bike. Her lacy panties are in full view for my greedy eyes. I brush over them with my hand.

“Fuck me, Beats. You’re so wet for me already.” I slip my thumb under the material. Her silky smooth pussy contracts at my contact. “You’re bare.”

“Yeah, Rift. I like it bare.”

“Me too, Beats.”

I scoot my ass back and lean forward, tearing at her panties. She jerks and gasps at my aggressiveness, then her hands go to my hair and she tugs, showing me what she wants. I smile up at her before bringing my mouth to her smooth, wet pussy. Her hips tilt up to meet me with every thrust of my tongue. I lick every inch of her, paying special attention to her throbbing clit and when I feel her clench, I thrust in two fingers. Her hot, slick walls welcome me, squeezing me for more. Her pussy clutches onto me, pulling me into her further. Her moans are loud, like music to my ears.

One of her hands leaves my hair and grips the handle bar, her hips grinding up against my face. “Yeah, fuck my face, Beats. Come in my mouth, baby.”

“Argh, yes, yes!” she cries. I feel her shudder and come all over my fingers. I slowly draw them out, lapping at her leaking juices.

Once she settles down from the high of her orgasm, I reach under her back and pull her up. Her body moulds against mine, liquefied. Her hair falls around her face like a curtain of silk. She’s looking at me with heat in her eyes. Her tongue darts out and swipes across my damp lips. She bites her bottom lip then whispers, “I taste good. How do you taste?”

I nearly blow my load right there. “Get on the back of my bike, Beats.”

I lift her and shimmy her ass around until she’s behind me, her thighs clutching me tightly. When I walked her out the bar she didn’t sway or falter so I’m confident she’s not too wasted. She will be safe to ride and she’ll remember every inch of her body I devour tonight.

I roar the engine, ignoring the vibrations against my aching balls, and take off. Her hands stroke up my body, her nimble fingers seeking skin on skin. I can’t get to the compound quick enough. The gates open as I approach. I park and pull her from my bike. I push through the door, the music rebounding off the walls, a buzz of rowdy, horny people humming in the atmosphere.

“A bar?” Beats murmurs behind me.

I nod my hellos to everyone.

“You want more company, Rift?” Candy purrs, and gropes my chest as I push past. She sees Beats and her hands drop.

Yeah, take a good fucking look because no bar bunny has shit on Meadow, she’s grade fucking A.
I gain approving nods from my boys.

I don’t slow my mission to get Beats naked. I reach the stairs and pull her up them. I reach my room and push the door open then kick it closed behind us.

“What is this place?”

“It’s my home, baby,” I tell her, reaching for the hem of her dress. I slip it up her body and step back to take in her naked form. Her skin glows; she has a natural tan to her body, she’s toned and smooth. Her tits are natural and full, something I don’t see often. Her flat stomach has a silver guitar charm dangling from her belly button. “You’re pierced?”

She looks up at me. “Well, it’s not a clip on, Rift.”

I continue my appraisal of the sexiest woman known to man. Her sculpted legs and dainty feet complete the full length of her 5’6 frame. Her heels are still on and it’s fantasy worthy. “You are so beautiful, Beats.”

Her breathing has become heavy. “Take your clothes off, Rift. I’ve waited too long for this.”

My eyes go to hers and I stride to her and pick her up. I throw her on the bed and her hair fans out across the mattress. I reach for my top and pull it from my body. I undo my belt and watch as her gluttonous eyes take in the sight of me. She bites her bottom lip and I want to explode right on the spot.

She sits up and starts undoing my buttons, she tugs them open and shoves my jeans down, freeing my cock. “Commando?” She smiles.

I don’t get a chance to answer because her hot mouth closes around my cock, making me lose my breath and my mind. I grab at the nape of her neck with one hand and grasp her hair with the other. She takes me into her mouth deep, fast then slow. Her tongue slides up the base to tip then dips into the slit.

I groan and tug her away. “I need to be inside you now,” I growl. I grab at her hips and lift her further onto the bed. My mouth smothers hers, my hands groping her tits, pinching her nipples between thumb and finger. Her body shivers as mine ignites.

“Please, Rift.”

I bring my lips to her nipples. “Please what?”

“Please,” she moans as I bring my thumb down to her throbbing clit. “Rift, I need you, please,” she begs.

“What do you need? Tell me and I’ll give it to you.” I feel her body tense and shake as an orgasm rocks through her body.

“I need you inside me now!”

I dip a finger inside her wet folds and her hips grind against my hand. “Is this what you want?”

She’s panting hard. “God, Jared. I want your cock,” she growls.

I remove my finger and thrust straight inside her, making us both call out. She feels unbelievable, her tight pussy squeezing my cock, her hips grinding and thrusting, meeting everything I have to give her.

I reach for her, pulling her body flush with mine, turning us so she’s straddling me, her body rocking hard as she rides me. I slide in deeper than I’ve ever been and I have to hold her hips still for a few seconds to stop myself from coming too soon.

Her lips attack mine; she nips and sucks at me, then moves down my neck. I loosen my hold on her hips so she can grind them, lifting then forcing herself back down hard with a tilt of her pelvis; up, down, faster and faster. She’s incredible. The sweat from her efforts makes her skin glisten. Her hair tickles my thighs when her head drops back, her tits thrusting forward. I reach up to them, pinching the tantalizing buds hard as they call out for my attention. She cries out as her pussy contracts against me. She doesn’t stop her fast rhythm, squeezing and commanding my release. Her hands go up into her hair as she whimpers, her body convulsing, her walls tightening and strangling my cock. Her hot pussy releases all over my shaft, making me blow with a roar. Her hips slow, drawing out my conclusion.

I stroke over her sweat slicked skin. She leans forward and collapses against my chest. I hold her against me, letting our bodies recover.