Page 49 of Won't Let Go
Scrunching up her nose, her face the color of a firetruck, Jade waves me off as she stares at her plate to avoid eye contact. “Ugh. Josh, stop it.”
“What?” I chuckle warmly. “I’ve been bottling this shit up for years. I’m not gonna stop now unless you ask me to. Do you want that?”
The shake of her head is faint, as is her quiet reply. “No.”
“You gonna let me sleep in bed with you again tonight?”
“If I say no, would that stop you?” She chews her bottom lip.
“Yes. Unless you’re screaming.”
“You can sleep with me.”
A tight knot I didn’t know was there unwinds in my chest. “Thank fuck.” I sigh. “Now, don’t look ‘cause I’m gonna eat the rest of these pancakes like a goddamn pig because the cum sticking in my shorts is starting to dry and it’s driving me crazy.” I stab a fat stack of pancake.
“The cum?”
“Uh. Hm.”
Her eyes widen, and damn if it’s not sexy as fuck. “You came again?”
“Yeah. Apparently, eatin’ you does that to me. It might always happen. You taste too fuckin’ good.” Licking my lips, I waggle my eyebrows, and Jade bites back a smile. “As soon as you get off, he’s ready to tip over. It’s a win-win.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say anything. Just don’t watch me eat.”
Does the woman listen? Of course, she doesn’t. The pain in my ass sits there, with half a plate full of buttery pancakes and watches me wolf mine down. I shift in my chair and tug at my boxers that wanna fuse with cum glue to the head of my hardening dick. Her green gaze on me burns hot and heavy. Goosebumps pebble across my arms, and my nipples harden as my woman does nothing more than observe. I groan when she shifts, and her toe barely brushes the top of my foot. When she does it again, I damn near drop my fork.
“Babe,” I grouse, picking up my cup and draining the contents.
The dark-haired vixen with the tattoos and luscious tits flushes down to the V-neck of her tank top into a sliver of cleavage. The pulse point at her throat pounds.
My cock turns into a railroad spike, which is my cue to get the fuck outta here before we end up in a whole heap of trouble. Namely, balls deep in my woman. We’re not there yet, but her wrecking her bottom lip would suggest otherwise.
Scooping the last bite into my mouth, I damn near choke as I shove away from the table, and the chair legs screech across the floor. I trip over my foot on my mad dash to the bathroom, where I slam the door shut and shove my boxers to the floor. Two pumps to my shaft, and I’m spilling again, all over my fist as I grit my teeth, so she doesn’t hear.
How fucking embarrassing.
Just the thought of being inside her has me twisted up. Can you imagine what’s gonna happen when we finally have sex?
I’ve never been a two-pump chump, but with Jade, I guess I am.
I’ve got some work to do. Me and my dick need to have a chat. ‘Cause this ain’t gonna work. Not when we need to win her over, not scare her away.
Oh, and let’s not forget, I’m the idiot who put a ring on her finger last night and can’t even remember doing it.
Fuck knows what else I said.
We can blame that on Brew, who decided to bring me home last night, when I couldn’t even walk out of the clubhouse without his help. Knowing that asshole, he did it on purpose. My love for Jade ain’t no secret in the brotherhood. They know where I stand. They know she’s mine. My club prez is twenty years older than his old lady, so me bein’ ten years younger than Jade ain’t shit. I suppose I should thank Brew for the push. Drunk or otherwise, Jade knows what I want. Now it’s up to her to take it or leave it. Either way, I’m not goin’ anywhere.
Now let’s clean this cum off my nuts. I’ve got a kid to visit and a brother to ask a favor of.
16
JADE
Loretta has a big mouth.If I didn’t love the crazy, meddling bitch, I would kick her ass or give her a titty twister or something. Fuck if I know. She and the sisters have been blowing up my phone in our group chat. I haven’t commented in there in months. Sure, I browse it now and then, but once you get these women on a roll, they won’t shut up. That wouldn’t usually bother me. I’d just ignore them. Only Pixie brought it up when I arrived at work, and I’ve been reading their annoying back-and-forth whenever I have a chance between clients or during breaks.
