The Junkyard Boys (9 page)

Climbing back up on the bed, I ran a single finger down the inside of her thigh until she parted her legs like Moses parted the Red Sea. I could smell her arousal from where I sat back on my knees, and it was heaven to my senses. I lowered my head to her center, breathed in deeply through my nose, and dove in like a starving man. One swipe of my tongue and I thought my head was going to explode. She tasted like chocolate and caramel and all those wonderful flavors they sold at Fosters’, and I couldn’t get enough. I licked, sucked, bit and then did it all again until she was screaming so loudly, I could hear the paint peeling off the ceiling. I made her come three times with my mouth before my cock decided it was enough and wanted in on the action. Reluctantly, I pulled away from her glorious clit as she lay flat on her back, struggling to catch her breath. Her reprieve was short-lived as I opened my chest of drawers to retrieve a condom while removing my clothes at the same time. She was so spent she didn’t even notice I was hovering above her completely naked until I spoke.

“Open your eyes, baby. I want you to watch me fuck your tight pussy.”

As soon as her eyes opened, I positioned my cock at her entrance and pushed forward. She was so goddamn tight I had to work my way inside until I was completely seated in her warmth.

“You ok, baby? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, I’m great. I just…needed a moment to adjust to your size, but you can move now.”

She smiled so broadly I felt it hit my chest like a fucking sledgehammer. This girl was going to be the death of me, but I wanted her to feel good having me inside her this way. I rotated my hips in a circular motion, and she moaned deeply in her throat as she reached up with her hands and held me by the waist just above my ass.

“Oh god, Range, that feels so good, don’t stop.”

“So fucking beautiful. I can’t stop, baby…won’t stop.”

I continued to swirl my hips, slow and easy, as I held her leg behind my back. She felt so fucking warm and slick with arousal I wasn’t going to last long, even though my pace was slow by my standards.

“You ready to come again, baby? I can feel you squeezing my cock so tight. I know you want to come again. Come for me, tootsie baby.”

“Yes, Range, yes …oh god …oh god…I’m going to…”

I reached down and firmly pressed my thumb to her clit, and she went off like a fucking shotgun, screaming my name through her release and scratching my back all to hell. I quickly followed, throwing my head back, shouting to the ceiling like I was Hercules and I’d just slayed a lion. Completely spent and out of breath, I rolled away from her to dispose of the condom, but returned quickly to gather Clover in my arms for some much-needed rest. She inhaled deeply as she laid her head on my naked chest, completely sated and exhausted.

“Rest, baby, you’re gonna need it for later. I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

Clover

I was lying here on my stomach, completely spent, my pussy gloriously aching. True to his word, Range decided to rouse me from a restful nap three more times in the past few hours, and each time was better than the last. I certainly wasn’t a virgin, but as I thought back to my previous lovers, I realized I had never truly been made love to by a real man. Range was all man. From the soles of his feet to the top of his beautiful head, which probably wasn’t so beautiful now, considering I must have pulled a patch of hair from his scalp while he was fucking me.

I glanced over at this beast of a man, who was sleeping soundly with his hand plastered on my ass, and sighed with contentment. Never in a million years would I have believed someone like me would be lying next to a man like Range. It wasn’t because I considered myself unattractive, but my boring and mundane life hardly made for an interesting bed partner. Range didn’t seem to mind my lack of experience; in fact, he relished it. He promised to show me things I’ve only read about in books, and I looked forward to every single second of it.

My cell phone read just after eight. My bladder was not going to hold out any longer. Sliding out from under the massive hand holding my ass, I made my way to the bathroom and relieved myself as quietly as possible so as not to wake him. I was thirsty, so I grabbed the discarded shirt Range had been wearing and decided to head to the kitchen. As I made my way just inside the area, I saw a naked form leaning into the refrigerator, clearly not realizing they were not alone. I made a coughing sound to alert the person of my presence, and ever so slowly they stood and faced me. I could see now that it was a woman in all her naked glory. She was quite stunning with long, blond hair and supermodel legs. Her breasts were perky but sort of had that fake look to them. Her makeup—or what was left of it—was smeared across her eyes, but you could tell it was expertly done at one time. She was holding a banana in her hand and a can of…was that whipped cream? This was a clusterfuck I found myself in, but I had to say something instead of just standing here, staring at her tits.

“Hi, I’m Clover, a friend of Range’s. I didn’t know anyone else was here.”

She gave me a look that told me all I needed to know about this girl. She was a snotty bitch who wasn’t shy about exposing herself to strangers. As a matter of fact, she looked like she was getting off on it. Feeling self-conscious about wearing only Range’s shirt and standing in the kitchen with a naked woman, I tried to grab my drink as quickly as possible and return to bed.

“I’m Marci, a friend of Max’s….and Range’s, of course.”

Yep, snotty bitch at her finest. I acknowledged her statement with a head nod and made my way to the cabinet to find a glass. I was ready to leave this naked tramp to her banana and whipped cream, but of course, I had no such luck.

“So, you’re the one who was screaming so loud you interrupted my playtime with the boys? Next time, you might want to tell Range to gag you with something so the whole world doesn’t hear you.”

“Um, sure, I’ll keep that in mind. Excuse me.”

I attempted to scoot past her with my now full glass of water, but she wasn’t done doling out good advice. She tossed her blond hair over one shoulder and stuck out her hip like she was ready to hail a cab. Pointing that stupid banana in my face, she wasted no time going in for the kill shot.

“I don’t blame you a bit for screaming so loud, Camille. When Range and I fuck, it’s like a herd of buffalo crashing through the room.”

It was official. I was going to jail. ‘Do not pass and do not collect two hundred dollars’ jail. Normally, these types of women were easy to ignore, but there was just something about that fucking smirk on her face that made me want to choke her with the banana she was holding. The thought alone made me break out in uncontrollable laughter; so much so, I couldn’t catch my breath and had to sit down. She obviously thought I was bat-shit crazy, but she had no idea just how upset over her little declaration I really was. A sudden noise coming from one of the bedrooms had me looking toward the hall, only to see two half-naked men coming our way.

“Babe, what the fuck’s taking you so long? We’re getting lonely in there.”

“I was just grabbing some party favors for us when I ran into Camille here, sneaking around. She was the one making all the noise when we got here.”

If she called me Camille one more time, it was life in prison without the possibility of parole. This bitch was going down like the Titanic. She had no idea who she was messing with.

“My name is Clover, not Camille, and I wasn’t sneaking around. I was invited by Range.”

I stood up and extended my hand to the man standing closest to me. He had the biggest smile on his face as he lightly squeezed it, almost like he was having a private moment all to himself. I couldn’t quite understand why my introduction struck him as funny, but he seemed pleasant enough. He had blondish hair, kind of like a surfer, and although he wasn’t as built as Range, he was quite attractive with his leaner build and perfectly straight teeth.

“I’m Maxwell. I live here with Range and the boys. Nice to meet you, Clover.”

He emphasized my name while shaking his head in disappointment at Marci, since he must have figured out she messed it up on purpose. He hooked his thumb over his shoulder to the other man standing in the corner and offered a quick introduction.

“That’s Mitch. He doesn’t live here. He just came to play for a while.”

Mitch was creepy. I mean like Vincent Price creepy. He had a look to him that just screamed serial killer and wanted by the police. I gave him a quick waive of my hand, ‘cause frankly, I didn’t need to know him at all after tonight. He didn’t strike me as the type of person Range would have as a friend, and this little group was weird enough all on their own. He must have gotten the impression by my lackluster response that I was totally not cool with him, ‘cause now he was scowling as he made his way over to me.

“You wanna come play with us, little girl? I promise to make you scream bloody murder before I’m done with you.”

I felt my skin prick and started to break out in a cold sweat all over my body. I was starting to panic and wasn’t sure if I could control it. Fortunately for me, I didn’t have to, because all hell broke loose right in front of my eyes.

“What the fuck’s going on in here? Did I just hear you talking shit to my woman?”

Oh shit, it was Range, and he was not happy with this little gathering in the kitchen. He had on his jeans from earlier and no shirt, and fuck me if I just didn’t want to jump his bones right there in front of this Brady Bunch. I had to keep my shit together, ‘cause this was about to get completely out of hand.

“Calm down, dude. I was just asking her if she wanted to join us for some fun. What’s the big fucking deal?”

Mitch was creepy and obviously learning-impaired. He just poked the bull, and if he didn’t stop, it was going take an army to stop Range from kicking his ass all the way to Albuquerque. The thought of Mitch getting his face bashed in filled me with a sense of joy, but I couldn’t let Range go to jail for me. He was working hard to become more than what he was lead to believe he could be, and a criminal record would derail all the progress he’d made in his life. I had to intervene for everyone’s sake.

“It’s ok, Range. I was just getting some water and didn’t know there were other people in the house. Let’s just go back to your room.”

I lightly touched his arm, which seemed to placate him for the moment, but I could tell he wasn’t done with this crowd just yet. He took a deep breath through his nose in an attempt to calm himself down and grabbed me by the hand to lead my back to his bedroom. But before we could make it two feet out the room, he turned to address them all, pointing a finger at each and every one as he laid down the law.

“Max, you and I will have words about this tomorrow.”

“Marci, don’t ever walk around my house naked again. Do you understand me? Max might like it, but I sure as shit don’t. Do it again and I’ll chuck your ass outside so fast your fucking head will spin.”

And finally, to creepy Mitch he gave the last word. One that left me with chills running down my spine with their intent.

“I’ll see you soon, motherfucker. Don’t blink.”

Range

It took all of my self-control not to blow through that kitchen and knock Max and his band of freaks the fuck out. I couldn’t believe that sick bastard Mitch had the balls to push up on my girl like she would be interested in joining in that freak show. I knew what went down with those three, and it wasn’t pretty. Max needed to get a better handle on his bullshit going forward. I couldn’t have my girl walking in on that shit again. Buck left this house to all of us, but even he would agree this was way out of bounds. I’d have to fill him in on this shit before I made a move, but right now, I was too pissed off to think straight. Clover was standing next to me with her head down, playing with the hem of my shirt, which looked damn good on her. If I weren’t so pissed, I’d definitely take my time ripping it off her luscious body and fucking her senseless, but right now, I had to make sure my girl was ok.

“Come here, baby. That asshole is never going to bother you again. I promise.”

She laid her head on my chest as her arms circled my middle, holding on tightly to my back. She was shaking like a leaf and her heart was about to burst out her chest like in the movie “Aliens” or something. I was definitely going to kick some ass. I held her close and rubbed circles along her spine, attempting to soothe her as much as myself.

“Shh, it’s ok, baby. I got you.”

She took a deep breath and looked me in the eyes while still holding me close, and in true Clover form, she broke the tension I was feeling with one simple question.

“Would you bail me out of jail if I stuck a banana in Marci’s ass? It would have been justified, but I’m sure she would have had me arrested.”

Usually, I found this typical of Clover, cuteness wrapped up in a sexy body, but I could tell she was really upset over this situation and was trying to find her footing. I got the feeling that Marci said some really nasty shit to my girl. I had to find out what it was so I could fix it. Clover wasn’t stupid and it didn’t take a genius to figure out what happened with Max and his friends in that bedroom. She probably thought I joined in every chance I got and she was just a fresh piece of pussy until it was my turn.

“What did she say to you, baby?”

She didn’t want to tell me, but I wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“She basically bragged that you and her, and I guess Max as well, have sex all the time in this house, and she was used to loud noises coming from your room.”

That whore was gonna pay for lying to my girl. One way or another, Max was going to have to find an alternate location for his bullshit. I didn’t ever want Clover to believe I wanted anyone but her in my bed from this day forward. She was never going to believe I hadn’t touched that bitch since high school, but I had to try and defend myself.

“I’m not gonna lie to you, baby. I have fucked Marci, but it was only once. It was a long time ago, during the time in my life where all I wanted was revenge. She was the first of many, but I never went back for seconds.”