Page 68 of Next Level
“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 theseclub 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.
