SAGE (6 page)

Scott talked but I didn’t pay attention. Dinner was slow and painful. I wanted to stab him with my steak knife so many times. We left the restaurant and he asked what I wanted to do next. I reminded him this wasn’t a real date. It was a waste of time.

I couldn’t wait to get back to the resort.

We got in the truck.

Scott tried to move close to me.

I threatened to punch his lights out.

“Ramsey isn’t worried about you.” 

I glanced at him. “And I’m not worried about you.” 

He touched my arm.

I shrugged his hand off.

“What if I told you Ramsey would die?”

Scott stared at me. 

“Who would you save, him or your brother?” 

“Ramsey doesn’t need saving.” 

“Well neither does Billy. He’s a grown man.” 

Scott smiled. “But you still came for him.”

“And Ramsey came for me.”

Scott’s smile faded.

We drove through town.

I saw his motorcycle parked outside of a bar. 

I told the driver to pull over.

He glanced back at Scott and then hit the brake.

The truck stopped and I got out.

I didn’t expect Scott to follow me but I didn’t care.

I was right. It was Ramsey’s motorcycle.

Scott asked if I was a stalker ex-girlfriend.

He had no idea how close to the truth he was.

I saw Ramsey across the bar.

He was surrounded by women.

Yeah, what was this bullshit?

Scott sat down next to me.

My eyes were on Ramsey.

He had his phone out.  

What the fuck was he doing?

He better not be taking damn numbers.

The scent of my pussy was still on his mouth.

I doubt these women cared.

They hovered around him waiting to be chosen. 

I told Scott to order me a double shot of whiskey.

Ramsey glanced up and his eyes locked on me.

I stared back at him.

Scott got comfortable.

I watched the women around Ramsey.

He could play favorites if he wanted. 

I’ll tear this place up.

CHAPTER SEVEN

RAMSEY

I checked with Brian. He didn’t have any updates but told me the local boys would come in the morning to pick up my motorcycle. I gave him the marker road for Sage’s cabin. I would be there later on tonight. Scott meant nothing to me. He could try it with Sage if he wanted. The result would be painful. The chesty red head brushed against me and then leaned on the bar. It was a different view but the same angles. I didn’t waste my time with it. She and her friends took turns. They waited for me to pick them. Fast women were in every town. It isn’t always the women who party. Most of them wore polite smiles and hid behind office jobs, the women that worked in beauty salons, the cashier at the local market or the women in bookstores. They were all pretty but the same. Women loved dangerous men. They tried to be confident and promised they could handle it but then caught feelings. Sometimes it happened in the same night. It depends on where I was with it. Women should be cared for or at least not disrespected. Hey they deserved to be fucked. These beautiful creatures with their soft lips and big curious eyes, how could we not adore them? I keep it honest, when it’s time for them to go, they leave. The woman I wanted was having dinner with some asshole and I felt some type of way about it.

I glanced at the missed calls and texts. It was women, who wanted, who needed, something or someone. I was done with it. Sage was back with me.

I knew where home was.

I glanced up and there she was. 

Scott was next to her. The women huddled up next to me. Fuck. I saw the spark in her eyes. Sweetheart, don’t. Scott set a double shot in front of her. He’s buying my girl drinks now huh? I will fuck him up for that later. She downed the drink. No chaser. I knew how she liked it. She tilted her head. I shrugged the women off me. I guess Sage saw my motorcycle outside and came to check on me. I kept my eyes on her. I wanted her to come to me. She would. Two women came up to me and whispered in my ear. Fuck, that’s all it took. The anger flashed across her face. I saw it in her eyes. She knocked back another double. She better slow the fuck down.

Sage left the bar.

Her hips swayed as she walked over to the jukebox.

Scott stared at her

He glanced at me.

I gave him grit.

He followed her. 

I can see he had a death wish. 

The bartender set a beer in front of me.

“Handsome it’s on the house.” 

She poured me a double shot of tequila.

“The man with your pretty friend is trouble. He comes through every few months. He brings these bullshit guards with him and they hassle the local folks. Last time he came with a woman. She had long black hair and was a jealous hateful bitch.”

The bartender set the shot in front of me. 

“Try not to wreck the place but I won’t hold it against you.”  She wiped the bar and moved away.

I knocked back the double shot of tequila.

Sage bent over the jukebox. She showed a lot of leg and her ass looked right in that dress. Scott held money out to her. I will fuck him up for that too. I knew she would check to see if any songs coming up where ones she liked. The song ended. I grabbed my beer and slid off the barstool. The first few chords of the next song came on. Sage paused. She knew I played it.
Susan Tedeschi
was her favorite. I walked through the crowd of women and went around the bar. They followed me. I shook my head. I sat down on a stool, faced the jukebox and rested my elbows against the bar.

I was comfortable.

I sipped my beer as the lyrics started.

I miss the arms that used to hold me…

Sage glanced over her shoulder.

The tender way we used to kiss…

Her lips parted.

I miss the way you used to touch me
.

Her chest heaved.

I miss the sweet taste of your lips. 

I was a fool to ever leave you.

Scott tried to touch her.

She pushed his hand away.

She gazed at me.

It hurt, It hurt, It hurt so bad.

Her eyes watered. 

Why was I so blind to see...

Come to me sweetheart.

Oh how I miss you so…

She rushed over to me.

Oh what a fool I was darling yes...

You were a fool to let me go…

She straddled me and put her arms around me.

Why did you let me go?

Her lips brushed my neck.

It’s so lonesome her without you. 

She trembled against me.

Oh how I miss you so...

She fell into the emotion as the song finished out. 

Sage waited for me to accept her. 

I stared at Scott and sipped my beer.

Her soft hands caressed my neck. 

“Ramsey, please forgive me.”

She said in a tearful whisper.

I put the beer down and put my arms around her.

She let out a soft sigh and relaxed in my arms. 

My hands slid under her dress.

I gripped her butt, lifted her, and carried her out of the bar. I heard her purr. Damn I missed that. I know what it meant. We wouldn’t make it to the cabin. I carried her around to the back of the bar. She kissed me soft and sweet.  My dick throbbed. I ripped off her panties. Her legs trembled around me.

I put my arm under her to support her weight.

I unbuckled and unzipped my pants. 

Fuck I needed her.  I pulled my dick out.

“Ramsey...” 

I gave her a rough kiss.  “I only go raw with you.” 

She sighed in satisfaction. 

I adjusted our position. 

My tip touched her there.

I groaned.

She was so wet. 

I tried to thrust in.

She was tight. I felt her tense up.

My dick popped out.

I stared at her.  “You haven’t been with anyone else?”

She turned away.

“I’m not the whoring type.” She said softly.

I rested my forehead on hers. 

“You were made for me.” 

I kissed her and eased in. 

She opened her legs wider. 

Damn it was the softest place on earth.

She arched against me. 

I thrust into her and she bit my shoulder.

I groaned her name.

The heat was fucking amazing.

I plunged deeper inside.

Her pussy was tight and wet.

She grabbed a fistful of my hair.

I buried my face in her neck.

God I missed her. 

She found her rhythm and bucked against me.

I increased the pace.

Her purr was louder. 

I didn’t want to hurt her but I needed it. 

I fucked her like I missed her.  

I saw moment out the corner of my eye.

Scott was there.

I didn’t break my stroke. 

Sage’s eyes were closed.

She rode my dick lost in her emotional storm.

I glanced back at him.

Yeah asshole, she’s off limits.

I fell back into it with her.

I didn’t care if Scott watched.

He couldn’t see her.

I was in the way. 

He should take that girlie shit somewhere else.

I plunged through her wetness.

I stroked her pussy with the right amount of pleasure.

I went rougher to give her the pain she needed.

She flooded me.

Her wetness soaked through my jeans.

I didn’t care.

It felt good and I didn’t want to stop.

I could fuck her until I breathed my last breath.  

I felt her tighten.

She was on the edge of her orgasm.

I eased out. She let out a frustrated moan.

I knew what she needed.

I put her gently on her feet. 

I grabbed her and turned her around. 

She poked it out.

I gripped her neck.

She moaned and her butt bounced against me. 

I spread her wide and thrust into her pussy.

She bit into my arm.

I went harder and deeper.

Her body shook and she bit down more.

Fuck my knees felt weak.

Sage had the best pussy.

I growled. The sensation ripped through me.

I lost control and fucked her hard. 

I let her ride it out until she twisted in my grip.

I hit it the way she needed it and let her go.

Her climax ripped through her body.

I kept her choked up and kissed her neck.

I knew how vulnerable she felt after sex.

“Ramsey…”

I kissed her. “I know darlin.”

I have to go inside.

“Alright, I don’t want you to slide on the seat.”

I winked at her and she blushed. 

“I don’t want to talk to Scott.” 

“He saw us out here.” 

She laughed.  “And you didn’t stop.” 

“Hell, why would I.” I smiled. “I missed you.” 

We went around to the front of the bar.

“The truck is gone.”  Sage told me.

“I’ll walk you inside.”

We went in and I glanced at the crowd.

Scott wasn’t there.

I didn’t expect him to be.

We would have a conversation soon.

CHAPTER EIGHT

SAGE

I was the best kind of sore.

I went into the ladies room. 

The toilet paper felt rough.

I dried my kitty and wet ass the best I could.

I would take care of the rest at the cabin.

I walked out of the stall. 

I saw the women waiting for me. I smiled.

“I thought it would be more than you three.”

“Shut up.” Blondie said. “We don’t like you.”