Racing and the Ruins

t w e n t y - e i g h t

Ryker's arm slide around my waist and pulled me into him as we entered the loud club, we walk over to a table full of men with a couple of blondes on their laps. The men greet Ryker and smile at me, one blonde in particular is sending a death glare my way while the others talk to each other.

"Let's go get a drink" He says in my ear, I nod knowing he couldn't hear me even if I yelled and let him led the way to bar. 

"A jack and coke, and a water" He tells the bartender, I glare at him and press my chest to the counter, pushing my breasts up and stop the bartender. "Make that water another jack and coke please" I say with a wink, he smirks and nods making a drink. 

I look back to Ryker and smile, he shakes his head but pulls me a little closer as we both observe the raging club. 

"This really isn't our scene" He laughs next to my ear, "Yeah, for now on let's stick to street races" I respond. He places at kiss on my lips before handing me my drink, I take a sip and move so I'm standing between his legs with my back pressed to his front. 

We have a couple more drinks before we both start feeling lighter, even in our intoxicated state we both didn't want to dance. Well he didn't want guys to stare at me and vise versa. 

His friend, whom I think is the owner, comes over and talks to Ryker. I stand pressed against him with his arms wrapper securely around me and look around. This really isn't my scene, at all. I much rather prefer street races. The people there all have something in common and it feels more casual, the only people who really dress up are the track bunnies and they don't really count. 

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom" I whisper in Ryker's ear before kissing his temple and walking to the bathrooms. 

Once I finish in the bathroom I make my way back to where I left Ryker, I spot him facing away from me and move closer. Until I see that bitch, the one who was glaring at me. Smiling at Ryker and what looks to be running a hand down his chest. I can't see his reaction but anger boils inside of me. 

Walking over to them, I hug Ryker arm and glare at the girl. 

"Hey, I don't think we got introduced earlier. I'm Braylon, Ryker's girlfriend" I say looking up at Ryker, he smirks at me and pulls his arm out of my grasp then puts it around my waist, squeezing my side in his hand. 

"Wow, how cool" She says, venom dripping off her words while giving me a once over. "Me and Ryker actually go way back"

"Taylor, don't" Ryker growls, placing my hand on his chest and lean up to his ear. "Don't worry, I got this Daddy" I bite his ear and look back to Taylor. 

"Really? Please do tell" I say taking her bate to try to make me jealous. She smirks and looks back at Ryker. 

"Well you know, meet at a race and got really close" Taylor responds swirling a strand of her blonde hair that looks really, really bad. Her skin tone doesn't compliment it at all and judging by her roots that are showing, her hair is naturally black.

"Oh stop beating around the bush, he fucked you, right? You were one of his conquests?" I scoff, she smirks and continues twirling her hair. 

"If you are trying to make me jealous, just stop. I couldn't give less of a shit who he fucked before me, all that matter is I'm the only one who he fucks now. So do us all a favor and stop flirting with my boyfriend, it's embarrassing to watch" I say, her jaw drops and Ryker's side rumbles with laughter. 

I wave my hand at her and turn to my back to her, she mutters something under her breath and I hear her stomp away. 

"That was perfect" He laughs with a big grin on his face, I smile and lean into his grip. "Yeah, well she touched what was mine. I had to put her in her place" I answer, his smile gets even bigger as he pulls me into a kiss. 

Pulling away from the kiss, I put my hands on each side of his neck and look into his perfect earth like eyes. His hand traces down my neck as he looks at the marks on my neck and chest with pride. 

"I'm surprised you didn't put any makeup on these" He says, keeping his focus on his marks. "Yeah, well I don't have the time and patience for that and I don't mind them" I answer, he looks up at me and pecks my lips.

My eyes go to his neck, no marks. Nothing to claim he belongs to someone. 

An idea swirls in my head as a smirk forms on my face and grab his hand leading him to the bathrooms.

Pulling him into one of the stalls I lock the door and push him against the wall. His hands land on my hips as he gives me an assumed smirk. My lips move to his neck and starting kissing and biting the skin. 

"You're gonna want to suck, baby" He groans out tightening his grip on my hips, I suck hard on the spot on his neck and pull away after a couple of minutes. 

A deep red circle has formed and I smile, it was very noticeable much like the ones Ryker had given me. Deciding one wasn't enough, I place four more around his neck and one on his jaw for good measure. 

"There, perfect" I say with a smile, he smirks at me and shakes his head. 

"I like this possessive Bray, she's hot" He says looking into the camera on his phone. "Yeah, well that bitch is lucky I didn't deck her for trying to make me jealous" I grumble putting my head on his chest. 

"Did she make you jealous?" He ask with an eyebrow raised, I shake my head and mess with my snake ring. 

She honestly didn't though, I only felt annoyance towards the bimbo. I knew Ryker had a history with a lot of girls, while I didn't enjoy her trying to get a reaction out of me, I really don't care. I didn't have sex with as many people as Ryker had, but I was far from a saint. We both have some sort of history with other people, but that was before we met each other. Why would I need to be jealous? And we all know I'm the best Ryker has ever had and will ever have.

"She just annoyed me, also I didn't like her touching you" I mumble the last part, but I knew he heard it from the rumble of laughter in his chest. "I'm sorry, I should've stopped her from doing that. It just shocked me and I froze until you came back" He gently cups my face in his hands and looks at me with a small, sweet smile. 

"Can we go home? I don't want to fuck in a public bathroom" He laughs and nods his head pulling me out of the stall. Multiple girls who enter the bathroom right as we exit the stall stared wide eyed at us. I smirk to myself and let Ryker drag me out of the club.

Spotting the blonde by the bar, I wave at her and see her eyes go Ryker's neck. She glares at me and flips me off to which I laugh at.

He's mine, bitch