Page 48 of Jagger
“Cheyenne said they were on their way now,” Roughstock replied.
Walking up to the bar, I looked at Comet before requesting, “Half-shot of whiskey.”
I wasn’t a nervous man, but tonight, I felt like I was crawling out of my skin. Comet pushed the half-filled shot glass across to me, and I drank it down, feeling the burn radiate through my limbs. Someone clapped me on the back, and I lifted my gaze to see my friend and President standing beside me.
“She’s gonna be over the moon,” Roughstock started. “You’ve got to calm down.”
“What if she says no?” I asked, feeling like a hormonal teenager.
“She’s not going to say no, Linc,” Phantom said. “She’s a good woman.”
The small bank of monitors behind the bar showed all angles of the parking lot, courtesy of Devlin Callahan, and I watched as Cheyenne’s Jeep pulled up to the front of the building. Watching Jackie get out as Laura and Cheyenne climbed out their side, I swallowed hard and waited for them to walk inside.
The music was low on purpose, and when they walked through the front door, letting in a cold blast of air, Cheyennewinked at me as she led the ladies to the bar. Jackie had some makeup on, but truthfully, she was beautiful with or without it. Laura looked nice tonight, and it was good to see her smiling.
“Hey, beautiful,” I said to Jackie. She pressed up beside me and kissed my cheek. “Did you have a good afternoon?”
“I missed you,” she said as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to me.
Roughstock looked over the ladies’ heads as Comet handed them their drinks and gave me a nod. We’d been waiting for the ladies and for Warhol to arrive before I could do what I’d been wanting to do for weeks.
The ladies toasted themselves and took a swallow of their drinks as I saw Phantom slip into Roughstock’s office and walk out with a box in his hands. He smiled, and I exhaled the worry I’d been plagued with since making the request to our leather smith.
Jackie placed her drink down, and I took that as my opening. I couldn’t wait another minute, so I took her hand and kissed the back. She smiled up at me, and I asked her, “Do you trust me?”
“Of course,” she replied.
Smiling back at her, I began to guide her away from the bar and into the center of the room as the music’s volume was lowered. Jackie looked at me and then around the room at the brothers moving closer, forming a circle around us.
“What’s going on?” she asked quietly, and I took both her hands into mine and kissed them before I answered.
“You swept me off my feet when I wasn’t looking, you know that, right?” I asked. She blushed and gave me a nod. “And you know I’d do anything in the world to make you happy?” Her eyes grew glassy, and I took her cheeks into my hands and kissed her softly before whispering, “Trust me.”
“Always,” she whispered back.
Phantom broke through the circle and handed me the box. I placed it on the table beside us as I spoke out loud to the group.
“I’m laying claim to Jackie Swiftwater and declaring her to be my ol’ lady. She has the full support of the Sinners Revenge behind her, and from this moment forward, she never walks alone again. I’ll lay down my life to protect you, and I profess my allegiance and loyalty to you, here, in front of my brothers.” Tears streaked down her cheeks as I pulled her cut out, allowing her to see the back.
‘Property of Jagger’ was stitched below the Sinners Revenge logo.
“Do you accept my claim on you, and do you accept the protection of the SRMC?”
“I do,” she said through tears.
She spun around, and I slid her cut over her shoulders her before she turned back to me. The need to have her was riding me like a wild stallion needing his mate, and when she practicallyjumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around me as we kissed to the sounds of cheering brothers, I knew our life was going to be one adventure after another.
I ignored the catcalls coming from the brothers and the ladies as I carried Jackie toward the back door, yelling over their cheers, “Turn the fucking cameras off.”
No one would watch us, but I wasn’t going to take the chance. As I was carrying her outside, I saw the red light on the camera mounted at the rear of the building turn off. Marching to where my truck was parked, I managed to get the tailgate open and Jackie’s ass on the gate as she kissed and nibbled down my neck.
“Fuck,” I moaned as her hands slid down my stomach to my belt.
Reaching over, I began to unhook her belt, and she leaned back, looking me in the eye. Her need rivaled mine as I began to unbutton my pants, and she got hers unhooked and pusheddown her legs to her ankles. It was cold, but she didn’t seem to mind as I pulled her to the edge of the tailgate and stepped between her spread legs.
Kissing her again, our tongues twirled in a rhythmic dance as I felt the tip of my cock brush against her wet pussy. “Please,” she groaned as I kissed down her neck and her hands wandered across my back.
My woman never needed to beg for my cock, so I flexed my hips, penetrating her and feeling her wet heat surrounding me. “You feel so fucking good,”
