Ride Dirty Page 7

  Chapter 24

  Cory

  Sam hopped down out of the trailer. She looked adorable in the jersey I’d brought for her to wear. Her tiny frame was practically swimming in the fabric, but I loved seeing her in my shirt. I started the engine on the four-wheeled quad and waved her over. I took the helmet from her hand and slipped it on over her head and adjusted the buckle. She pulled her goggles into place and looked up at me.

  I pointed toward the right grip. “Okay, now this is the throttle. To give it gas you just need to twist the handle back like this.” I twisted the grip and the motor revved in neutral. I let off the gas and pulled back the brake levers. “These are your brakes. Make sure not to pull them too fast or hard. We don’t want you going over the bars.”

  She shook her head side to side. “I definitely don’t want to do that.”

  I told her a few other key things, and she nodded along with my quick lesson. “That’s all there is to it. The transmission is automatic so you don’t need to worry about shifting gears.” I patted the blue vinyl seat. “Hop on.”

  Sam swung her long, thin leg over and pulled her feet up on the pegs. I couldn’t help but smile at how good she looked riding that thing. Although, I could think of something I’d rather have her riding. I shook the image of Sam riding my cock the morning before from my head.

  I bent down next to her helmet so she could hear. “We’re going to take it nice and easy, just follow me.” I headed over to my bike and got on.

  We’d been riding for a few miles, and Sam was keeping up just fine. I glanced at her over my shoulder. She was a natural. The sand dunes that surrounded us were peaceful, and suddenly I wanted nothing more than to take a break and relax for a few minutes. We rode over the top of another rolling dune and I pulled my motorcycle to a stop. Sam rode up next to me.

  Beneath the helmet, she had a huge smile plastered on her face. “This is so much fun,” she said. “I can’t believe I’ve never done this before.” I was thrilled that she was enjoying her first riding experience.

  “You’re a natural, babe. Looks like you’ve been riding for years.” Sam beamed at my compliment. I removed my helmet and hung it on my handlebars, and she did the same. As she looked over at me with her pink cheeks and beautiful smile, her long blonde hair pulled into a messy ponytail at the back of her neck, I realized I was in deep shit. This was not the type of girl I’d ever be able to walk away from.

  ***

  “Steele, grab me a beer will ya,” Josh called over his shoulder.

  I leaned into the trailer and wrenched open the ice chest. My hand fished around in the ice for a few moments before I grabbed out two longnecks. I spun back around toward the fire. The bright orange flames illuminated Sam’s beautiful face as she laughed at something Jessie had said. I stood still for a moment and just admired her from the distance. I could see having a future with this girl. I’d never been able to see a future with any chick before.

  “Bro, you coming back or you just gonna stare at us?” Josh’s question snapped me out of my thoughts. I walked back to my chair next to Sam and handed the Commander his beer as I sat down. The girls were both cradling beers in their hands, and it looked as if they were feeling the effects of the alcohol. They were both giggling away at some inside joke.

  “That whole big truck myth, definitely doesn’t apply to all guys,” Jessie told her. Both girls glanced between Josh and me before looking back at each other.

  Sam lifted her bottle. “Here’s to finding the exceptions,” she toasted.

  Jessie clinked her glass bottle against Sam’s. “Here, here,” she said.

  I looked over at Josh and he looked just as puzzled as I felt. He shrugged his shoulders. “Saw you practicing that three yesterday. Lookin’ good.”

  “Thanks, it’s coming along.”

  “You going to have it ready for Freestyle Nations in a few weeks?” he questioned.

  “Yeah, planning on it. I’m taking it to the dirt this week.”

  He nodded. “Heard Ronnie went down in practice yesterday. Busted tib/fib supposedly. He’s going to be out for a while, definitely missing Nations. If you can slam out that 360 you’ve got that contest on lock.”

  “Damn, bummer. Those leg injuries take a while to come back from. I for sure plan on throwing down the three.” Now I really had to make sure and have it down pat.

  Chapter 25

  Sam

  I was feeling a good buzz as Cory and I crawled into our tent for the night. Jessie and I’d had a great time laughing together while the boys talked shop. Just after midnight, we’d all said our goodnights and Josh and Jessie climbed into his trailer. Our accommodations were a bit more rustic but as long as Cory was there I didn’t care. The tent was a good size, and Cory had lined the bottom with a plush, flannel sleeping bag. There was another blanket for us to use on top. The sand beneath the tent served as a great mattress, certainly more comfortable than a tent in the mountains would be. I flopped down onto my back. The tent had a removable tarp covering the netting on top, and it had been taken off so we could lie back and look up at the stars.

  I let out a contented sigh as Cory reclined back next to me. I rolled my head to the side and looked into his alluring green eyes. “It’s beautiful out here. So many stars.” I returned my gaze up to the sky.

  He reached over and gripped my hand. I could feel him watching the side of my face. “It is beautiful,” he said quietly. I felt my face heat, but I kept my eyes on the stars. Cory turned to his side and slowly slid my shirt up as his fingers traced gently over my skin. He lifted the hem up over my breasts, and pulled the cup of my lacy, black bra down, exposing my nipple. My breaths quickened with his touch. Cory’s mouth moved toward me and he pulled my taut nipple inside it. I moaned quietly at the feeling and arched my back up towards him. The brilliant night sky began to look even more magical as the fingers on Cory’s free hand traveled down to the top of my jeans and popped the button open. The zipper was rolled down, and Cory’s talented, callused fingertips slipped beneath my panties. My pussy was already wet for him, and he dipped his fingers into the moisture. “You’re ready for me, baby,” he muttered against my chest. He withdrew his fingers and I could see the moisture on them glistening in the moonlight. Cory momentarily removed his face from my chest and he held my complete attention as he slid the two fingers in his mouth and slowly sucked my moisture from them. “Fuck, so sweet,” he groaned.

  I looked at him and bit my bottom lip in anticipation. My body was so turned on from the tiny bit of foreplay, I could hardly believe it. “Touch me, Cory,” I whispered.

  He pushed up to his knees and shimmied my jeans down and off over my feet. Since he’d already moved my shirt to a useless location, I pulled it the rest of the way off. Then I unhooked my bra and threw it aside. I lay there under his heated gaze in only my lacy black panties. My body shivered, and I was unsure whether it was from the chill in the air, or the intense heat of Cory’s stare. Then, suddenly, his mouth came down over mine and the deep kiss he delivered nearly knocked the breath from my lungs.

  As his tongue made love to mine, his fingertips returned to my pussy. He rubbed his thumb lightly over my clit before slipping another two fingers into my wet folds. His touch was nothing short of expert and I moaned against his mouth as his fingers slid in and out of me. I was losing myself in the feeling when he abruptly removed his hand. “Please, don’t stop,” I gasped. I was so close, my body was aching for him to finish the job.

  Cory reached into his bag and pulled out a condom. He put it on quickly and climbed between my thighs. My pussy was pulsing with the need to be touched, and my body writhed under his sensual stare as he watched his thick cock slowly penetrate me. “I need to feel you come around my cock,” he said, still watching as it slid in and out in a mesmerizing rhythm.

  “I’m so close alrea
dy,” I cried out on a whisper as I felt my body approaching the brink of an orgasm. I bucked my hips up into him. “Oh my god—holy shit,” I gasped as my pussy contracted tightly and waves of euphoria swept through my entire body.

  “That’s it, baby, that pussy feels so fucking good,” Cory said in my ear as he thrust into me quickly. “I’ve been thinking about your pussy all damn day.” His dirty words elicited a small cry from my lips. “I want you to come again, baby.” His fingers returned to my clit and he began stroking it. “You’re going to come for me again, baby.”

  Cory’s tantalizing touch combined with the pummeling his cock was giving my pussy brought me back to the edge of climax again in no time. “Yes, yes I’m going to come again,” I said breathlessly.

  “I want your pussy to milk the cum right out of my cock,” he said. Those last words were all it took. I came even harder than I had the first time, and Cory picked up the pace of his thrusts until a low groan rolled up from his throat as he came too.

  Chapter 26

  Cory

  Taking the tarp off the top of the tent had been a great idea for watching the stars at night, but it also meant an early wakeup call as soon as the sun rose. I squinted into the bright light that peered through the netted roof and then looked over at Sam. She was still fast asleep, and I loved how peaceful she looked lying there next to me. We were leaving for home that afternoon, and I suddenly found myself wishing that we had at least one more night out there together. I unzipped the door and climbed outside into the already warming sand. I threw the tarp back over the tent and secured it, then crawled back inside to get a few more hours of rest.

  ***

  All four of us had decided to go on a ride, one last trip around the sand before we packed our stuff and headed home. Josh and I rode in front on our dirt bikes, and the girls followed close behind on the quads. The day was warming up quickly, and although it was only late morning the sun’s strong rays were already beating down on us. It was always so much hotter out on the sand. There were some drag races going on over at Race Road, which was just a few miles from our campsite, and we headed toward the action.

  We crested the final set of dunes and looked down upon a mass of people. Every kind of off-road vehicle you could imagine was present. Bikes, quads, dune buggies, sand rails, you name it. Sam pulled up next to me on the top of the hill and looked down in awe at the scene below.

  “Let’s go,” Josh called loudly over all the running engines. He peeled off down the steep hill, throwing a spray of sand back at the rest of us.

  “Hey!” I heard Jessie yell. She took off down the slope after him. Sam and I followed behind.

  We found an open spot right along the drag strip, which was really just a narrow strip of sand that was relatively flat compared to the surrounding area. Two supped up dune buggies took off from the makeshift start line and sped past us at well over a hundred miles an hour. Waves of sand sprayed up around both vehicles and you could see the wheels getting shaky as they hit deeper sand. The huge surrounding crowd cheered as the buggy in the far lane pulled ahead for the win.

  Sam kept her eyes trained on the vehicles the entire way down the track. “Holy crap they’re going fast,” she said.

  “Yep,” I replied. A new set took off from the start point. A red dirt bike and a blue quad raced side by side down the lane. The motorcycle started getting squirly in the sand and had to let off the gas, the quad rider took the win. All the quad riders around us cheered.

  Josh looked over at me and shook his head. “That guy on the bike’s a bitch.” I laughed at his comment.

  We watched the racing action for another hour or so before deciding to head back.

  Chapter 27

  Sam

  Watching all that crazy racing had my adrenaline pumping and I was stoked for the ride to camp. Jessie and I followed behind the guys as we headed back. As we coasted up to the top of a tall sand mountain, I realized the back side of it had a nearly sheer drop off. Josh and Cory had slammed on their brakes and were glancing down over the daunting cliff.

  “Shit.” I heard Josh say.

  Jess and I stayed as far from the frightening edge as possible, and we looked at each other with wide eyes.

  Cory pointed down the sheer side and said something to Josh. Josh followed his hand and shook his head. Cory looked back at us and yelled, “Stay right there.”

  The two guys took off across the top of the dune and circled around the next one and down until they disappeared from view. I looked over at Jess. “What the heck?” I asked.

  My best friend shrugged her shoulders and looked as confused as I was. We sat there for a moment and then I climbed off my quad. I walked up toward the edge and spotted Cory and Josh pulling up to something. To someone. I sucked in a breath as I realized there was a guy lying unmoving in the sand. A green motorcycle was placed off to the side of his body. “Holy shit.” I spun back around to tell Jessie but she had already joined me and was peering down at the horrific sight.

  Jessie looked as shocked as I did. “You don’t think—” she started. “You don’t think he’s—”

  “Dead?” I asked. “I have no idea, but if he fell from this thing it can’t be good.” The man still hadn’t moved at all.

  “Let’s go down there and see if they need some help,” Jess suggested.

  I looked hesitantly at the steep trail Josh and Cory had taken to reach him. “Uh, yeah okay.”

  “We’ll go super slowly. Just follow me and you’ll be fine.”

  I nodded to her. “Okay,” I agreed as I walked back over to my four-wheeler.

  Jessie traversed the slippery sand like a pro, and I felt safe following behind her at my snail’s pace. Josh and Cory glanced up as they heard our engines approaching. I noticed they’d removed the man’s helmet, but he was still lying stock-still.

  “You stay here, I’ll go ride and get some help,” I heard Josh telling Cory.

  Jessie and I pulled up and hopped off our bikes. We set our helmets down on the seats. “What happened?” My voice shook with the question.

  Josh shook his head as he strode toward his motorcycle. “Fucking razorback. These guys who don’t know what they’re doing go hauling ass at any dune they see and they get a real big shock when they’re suddenly flying off a cliff on the other side.”

  Jessie ran up to Josh. She glanced back over at the guy. “Is he okay?” she sounded really worried.

  “Well, he’s breathing. But I think his back may be broken. I’m going to ride back over to the strip and get some help.” He reached out and gave Jessie’s shoulder a comforting squeeze. “Stay here with Cory and Sam. I’ll be right back.”

  I walked over to Cory and grabbed his arm. He was standing next to the man, who was still unconscious and not looking too hot.

  He gave me a weak smile, and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “Hey, babe, don’t worry everything’s going to be fine.” Jessie came over and joined us.

  The three of us stood there in silence, glancing up at the dune to look for Josh every few moments.

  “Aghhh, fuck,” we heard a strained voice say. The man had woken up. That was a good sign, I told myself. Although with the amount of pain he looked to be in I’d bet he didn’t feel the same way. He glanced around and looked lost. “What the fuck—”

  Cory crouched down next to him. “Hey, bro, you’re all right. Don’t try and move. There’s help on the way.”

  The man’s face scrunched in pain, and it looked like he might lose consciousness again. Cory wanted to prevent that from happening so he started talking to him. “What’s your name, man?”

  “Spencer,” the man replied weakly.

  “Spencer, I’m Cory.” He looked back over his shoulder at us. “And that is Jessie and Sam.”

  “Hey, Spencer,” Jess
and I both called. Spencer’s eyes fluttered shut again.

  “Who are you out here with this weekend, buddy?” Cory asked.

  “Uh” —he paused to think about it—“My family. Wife and son are back at camp.”

  “All right. We’re going to get you back to them just as soon as possible,” Cory reassured Spencer.

  Just then I heard the motors of several bikes and saw them coming into view. Josh was riding back with four other guys in tow. As they got closer, I noticed two of them had medic gear tied down to the back of their quads. Cory straightened and took a step back. The men sped over to us and the two medical professionals hopped off and crouched down on either side of Spencer.

  “We’ve got a possible spinal injury. We’re going to need med-evac,” one man said into his black radio. The other man began asking Spencer the routine questions.

  Cory walked over and pulled me in close to him. He bent down and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. “These guys have it under control. Let’s head back,” he said.

  ***

  The rest of the afternoon was fairly somber. We were all quiet as we packed our things up. Josh and Cory hadn’t seemed too surprised about the accident; apparently serious injuries like broken backs were fairly commonplace out at Glamis, which was a scary thought. Seeing poor Spencer lying motionless in the sand had definitely put a damper on my enthusiasm to ride. As much as I didn’t want to leave Cory, I was looking forward to heading back home. Back to the safety of the city. Wow, never thought I’d say that.

  Chapter 28

  Cory

  I glanced over at Sam, I’d given her a sweatshirt from the backseat and she balled it up to use as a pillow. She’d fallen asleep for the last stretch of the drive. I was bummed that we were almost back, that we’d be parting ways soon. I’d never felt so attached to a girl before. Typically, after sex, I was happy to see a girl right out the door and send her on her way. It wasn’t like that with Sam. Each time I saw Sam, it only made me want to spend even more time with her. I wanted to learn everything about her. For the first time in my life, I didn’t want to let go.