Chapter 7

SEVEN

SMOKE

I can’t believe Kelly thinks I’m mad at her.

She is still squeezing my dick as I ask her again, “Do you think I’m mad at you?”

She shakes her head. “But why?”

“I needed to get out of there because I just told you I don’t hurt women, but seeing her come at you like that made me want to break her neck. I meant what I said before, I don’t aim to hurt innocent people, but when it comes to you, I will kill anyone who puts their hands on you no matter what they have between their legs.”

I watch as she shivers at my words. “You would kill for me?”

I move in closer, cupping her face. “In a fucking heartbeat in front of the cops, knowing I would spend the rest of my life in prison. Without a fucking doubt.”

Her eyes are shining with arousal. “That shouldn’t turn me on.”

“Yes, it should. You’re mine, Kelly. I don’t give a fuck if it’s been less than a week, you are mine. Do you understand that? I can’t let you go now. I’m addicted. Obsessed. I would follow you to the ends of this earth to have you. Does that scare you?”

She is looking up at me as if I hold the moon in my hand, and she’s desperate for it. “I haven’t had anyone care for me in a long time, Jax. I should be running for the hills. A normal, sane person would, but I don’t want to. I don’t want to be the good girl anymore. I want to be your old lady. I want this life with you. So no, it doesn’t scare me because if I’m yours, it means you are mine too…” She trails off before asking, “Right?”

“Damn right, dollface. Don’t you ever question it. My cock only gets hard for one woman, and it’s you.” I move her away from the front door. “Now show me to your room.”

She smiles at me over her shoulder before leading me down the hall into her bedroom. It’s exactly how I imagined. The walls are the same pale yellow as the helmet I bought her. She has a full-sized bed in the room that’s barely big enough for two people. Other than that, there’s a dresser, and that’s it. Nothing else other than some photos on the wall. Looking closer, I see the pictures on her wall are of an older couple, and she catches me glancing at them.

“My grandparents. They raised me after my mom ran off when I was only a few weeks old. Haven’t seen or heard from her since. Not even when Grandpa died when I was ten. Grandma passed away three years ago. Ever since then, it’s been just me.”

Moving closer to her, I pull her into my arms. “Not anymore. You have me and the brothers. We are your family now.”

“The day I met you, I saw a monarch butterfly on my stoop. My grandmother loved them, so I thought it was a sign she was saying hi. Now I think it was her telling me she was sending me you.”

My heart breaks for my woman as she admits that. She’s been lonely for three whole years. Not anymore.

“Let me love you, Kelly,” I tell her.

She nods, stepping back to peel off her shirt, and I watch her as she does. Then I start stripping out of my own clothes. Once we are both standing there naked, I can tell she feels shy. She is hiding her body a bit.

That won’t do.

“Come here, dollface.”

She does as I ask, stepping in front of me. Taking her hand, I indicate that she should twirl for me. She does so, the pink in her cheeks getting darker. Once she has made the full circle, I look at her with unbridled lust.

“You are fucking perfect. It’s as if God decided that I was to be one of his blessed men and modeled you just for me,” I tell her.

She gasps. “Jax.”

“Yes, Kelly. Call out my name as I make you come. You’re the only one who gets to use it.”

Dropping to my knees, I push her back until she is at the edge of the bed. Then I make her sit and spread her legs for me. She follows my wordless commands, showing me how wet and needy she is for me.

Reaching out, I spread her lips, loving how she is clenching already for me. She looks so tight.

“Kelly, my love, are you a virgin?” I ask.

She freezes before looking down at me and nods slowly.

I smirk up at her.

Fucking perfection.

“I’m going to take real good care of you. Lie back and enjoy, okay?” I tell her.

“You’re not mad?” she whispers.

I shake my head. “Baby, it means you were meant for only me. My cock will be the only one you will ever have. I’m not mad, I’m ecstatic.”

“Will it hurt?” she asks.

“I won’t lie to you. I hear it hurts a bit the first time, but I’m going to do whatever I can to make it better for you. Okay?”

“Okay,” she repeats.

“Do you trust me?” I ask her.

“With my life,” she responds without hesitation.

It sends a chill through my body knowing I have all this power over her, but also knowing I would never dream of doing anything to abuse it.

Mine.

That’s all I can think as I lean forward and suck her clit into my mouth. She arches off the bed, her hand finding my head. I almost wish I had more hair for her to pull.

Maybe it’s something to consider in the future.

Instead, she just claws into my head as I attack her pussy as if it is my last meal. I pull out all the tricks as I slowly circle her hole with my finger. When I can feel she is cresting, I slip a finger in, fingering her slowly. She hisses at the pain, but her body is still trying to get closer, telling me the pleasure is outweighing it.

I double my efforts, waiting for her to be at the high once again before sliding a second finger in. I’m edging the fuck out of her, but she will be thankful for it later.

I repeat the process a third time with a third finger until she is practically begging me to let her come.

“Jax please. I need to come,” she calls out.

“Okay, dollface. I’m going to put my cock in now. I don’t want to use protection, though. Are you on the pill?”

She nods. “Have been since I was sixteen.”

“Good. You’re mine, and I never want a barrier between us. Do you understand?” I say as I stand and position myself between her legs.

She nods. “Yes.”

“Good. This is going to hurt, but then I’ll make it all better.”

Then I slide into her, regretting it as her face scrunches up in pain.

What the fuck did I just do?

Kelly

Jax looks conflicted as he stares down at me. He’s sliding into me, but it burns. It burns so much.

I don’t want him to stop, though. I have read that it always feels like this at first, and I won’t even come from our first time, and that’s okay. I just want to feel close to him. It’s why I didn’t blink when he said he didn’t want to use a condom.

What’s closer than bare sex with a man that you feel like you have known your whole life?

Still, he looks ready to bolt.

“Please keep going,” I tell him with a hiss on my tongue.

He looks hesitant, but does as I ask until he is all the way in. Then he stops, peppering kisses on my face.

“Such a good girl taking my cock. I know it hurts, and it’s going to burn for a while, but I’ll make it all better. I promise,” he says to me between kisses.

I don’t know how long he stays in me like this, but eventually I feel myself clenching around him, and it’s not all pain. It’s still not overly pleasurable either, but it’s manageable.

“Please, Jax, I want to know what it feels like. Move.”

He does as I ask, thrusting slowly at first. The burn is still there, but there are peaks of pleasure too.

He keeps going, picking up his pace until he’s fucking me good. I can tell by the way he is losing his breath. He reaches between us and starts playing with my clit. That has me working up toward whatever he was building before, but before I can jump off that cliff, he comes, filling me with warmth.

“Sorry, dollface. You felt too good. Don’t worry. I’m going to take care of you,” he tells me between his labored breaths. Then he’s between my legs again, this time licking and sucking without abandon. The idea that he is eating my pussy while he spills out of me is hot and almost taboo for me. It’s enough to have me on edge.

He keeps pressing on, using his fingers and tongue to pleasure me. When he brings his fingers from my pussy to my lips with both of our essences glistening from it, I can’t help but come. He shoves his fingers in my mouth, the taste of us exploding on my tongue as white light flashes behind my eyelids.

I feel like I’m on another plane.

When I finally open my eyes again, Jax is still licking my pussy, softer and slower now. When he looks up at me and sees me watching, he circles my hole with his tongue before coming up to shove it in my mouth.

Tasting him on his tongue has me ready to go again. I didn’t think that was possible.

Instead, he lies next to me, gathering me in his arms.

“Your bed is small as fuck. We need to get you a bigger one,” he tells me after a moment.

“It’s the same one I’ve had since I was a teen,” I admit.

He laughs. “Well, I know you didn’t have sex on it. Any above the shirt shit I need to worry about?”

“Nope. I never brought a guy back to my place before. Just a few kisses here and there, but nothing serious. I never trusted them enough.”

He looks down at me on his chest. “You trust me, though.”

I nod. “I do. From the moment I met you, I felt like I could trust you. Might be stupid on my part. You might leave me one day or get tired of me, but I would rather that then the what-ifs I would be faced with if I didn’t give into this. I have never felt this way in my entire life.”

He cups my cheek. “I know you don’t know me well enough yet, but I am a man of my word, and I don’t give my loyalty easily. We have some growing pains to get through, but I will be by your side the entire time. Even when you are yelling at me for leaving my socks on the floor or not taking the trash out. We will fight, Kelly. I know we will. Couples argue all the time, but what makes us different is that we will never leave one another. We will figure it out and move past it. We won’t let it be the end of our story. Only a small bump along the way.”

“I swear, it’s like you knew my grandparents. I once asked my grandpa how they were married so long. He told me that they didn’t throw things away when they were broken. They stayed and fixed it until it worked again. It didn’t always look the same, and sometimes it worked differently than it did before, but it still worked. They still loved each other no matter what.” I tell him, remembering my grandpa.

“Sounds like a smart man. The easy thing to do is throw old things away when they don’t work, but the things that are truly worth it are worth putting the time and effort into to keep them going for many years to come. I won’t give up on you ever, Kelly. Will you give up on me?”

“Never.”

“Good. Now do you have any food in this place or is it all for show?” he jokes.

I get up, grabbing my robe before turning to face him. He is looking at me as if he is disappointed I covered up.

“It’s cold in here. Now come on, I’ll make you a snack.”

He laughs, following me, but he doesn’t bother to put any clothes on.

After looking around a bit, I pull out a few ingredients and get to cooking. As I make him a grilled cheese, he watches me.

“Would you be willing to move into the clubhouse with me?” he asks after several silent minutes.

I glance over my shoulder at him. “I’m not sure. I’d like to get the vibe of the place first.”

He nods “Smart.”

I slide the grilled cheese onto a plate, pushing it across the counter to him. “Do you want me to live there with you?” I ask after a moment.

He nods. “I want you with me always. That’s a given.”

I smile at his answer. “I’d be willing to try then.”

“Good. We are getting a king-sized bed too. I don’t know how you sleep on that thing.”

I shrug. “I guess I’m used to it.”

I watch as he finishes his sandwich.

“Well, it’s not big enough for me.”

“Oh yeah? Does that mean you won’t be staying the night?” I ask.

He laughs, taking his plate to the sink. I watch as he washes and dries it before putting it back. He does the rest of the dishes too. I am too in awe to say a word.

Once he’s done, he comes over to me, picking me up.

“Oh, I’ll be staying the night, but I’m not sure how much sleep we will be getting.”