Chapter 42

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Jigsaw

Once again, I'm sneaking into Margot's place under the cover of darkness.

She meets me at the back door, looking absolutely adorable in a black long-sleeved top with white skeletons printed all over it, matching pajama pants, and bright red socks on her feet.

Not caring who might be around tonight, I immediately scoop her into my arms and crush my lips against hers, taking her mouth in a greedy kiss.

"Missed you," I say in between soft licks and tastes of her tongue.

Her fingertips feather against the back of my neck, sending an electric current straight to my dick.

"You're a sight for sore eyes," she whispers.

Her grave tone presses Pause on all the filthy things I want to do to her. "Bad day?"

"Not really. I just missed you."

How do those simple words have the power to sneak into my chest and curl around my heart? I lift her higher in my arms. "Wrap your legs around me."

"Are you going to carry me all the way upstairs?" she asks, while doing exactly what I want.

"I can't let go of you, so yeah."

She tightens her arms around my neck and rests her head on my shoulder, holding on while I slowly navigate the three flights.

At her door, I stop, wanting to press her against it and grind myself into her center but she left it ajar. I kick it closed behind us.

"How do you want me?" I ask.

She tugs the collar of my shirt aside and kisses my neck. "In your lap, like the other day. With you holding me while I rock myself up and down your long, thick?—"

I slam us against the wall, using my arms as a buffer so I don't hurt her back and seal my mouth over hers, absorbing her dirty words into my lungs. She tastes like heaven and I'm vibrating with the need to be inside her but also want to take things slow.

"Or, we can do this," she whispers in between kisses, "and do that next."

"Greedy little girl tonight, huh?"

I hate setting her down, but I need a minute. "Get in the bedroom and show me how much you want it."

Interest sparks in her eyes, and she bites her lip. "Okay."

I'm shedding clothes as soon as she steps away. My boots and cut are off and I'm working on my jeans when she calls my name.

I lift my gaze and almost come in my pants. My shy girl, leaning in the doorway, wearing nothing but a get over here and fuck me smile, wiggles her finger at me.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." I strip my T-shirt off and close the distance between us. She retreats into the bedroom, triggering my instinct to chase her.

I get my arms around her before she reaches the bed.

"How do you want me?" I growl against her throat.

"On the bed."

I shove my jeans and shorts down my hips and drop onto the edge of the mattress. My gaze lands on a condom ready and waiting for me. "You mean business tonight, huh?" I grin and tear into it.

She stares as I quickly roll it on. Our eyes meet and something both wild and tender passes between us.

"Come here." I curl my hand around her hip, dragging her closer. "You ready?"

"The friction from you carrying me up the stairs almost made me come." She bites her lip, almost like she's frustrated.

"Well, climb up and come get it." I hold my cock steady as she braces herself against my shoulder and boosts herself into my lap. "That's it." I guide myself to her opening as she hovers over me.

"Jensen," she breathes out as she slowly sinks down on me, her nails digging into my shoulder. "Oh God."

"Wrap your legs around me."

She shifts and rocks sideways, trying to get her legs in position. The whole time I'm biting my lip, trying not to blow. She feels so fucking good.

She lets out a deep, satisfied groan when I'm fully inside.

"Do your thing." I keep one arm around her back for support. "Show me."

Holding on to my shoulders, she leans back and rocks her hips against me, then circles, then returns to the slow, maddening, rocking motions.

She hugs me tighter, fusing our bodies together while circling her hips. I touch my lips to hers and she opens for me, kissing me deeply.

"You're so sexy, baby," I whisper in her ear. "Telling me what you want. Taking what you want. You have me so crazed. I'm trying so hard not to come before you."

She answers with a deep, ragged moan. "Feels…so good. Oh!" she gasps and moves faster, grinds into me harder.

Heat pools at the base of my spine. Pleasure circles through my abdomen and down my thighs. I'm not going to make it much longer.

She releases another moan that shoots through my chest. Her body squeezes me so damn tight. She throws her head back, the ends of her hair tickling my legs, adding to the sensations overwhelming me.

"Right there," she gasps.

Thank fuck. Thank fuck. Thank fuck.

Hot, intense waves pulse down my spine as she spasms around me. I finally let go and explode, emptying myself. She sags against me, resting her head on my shoulder. Her tongue darts out, softly flicking over my skin. We stay that way for a few minutes, sweat cooling on our bodies.

Finally, I have to help her off me. I gently set her in the middle of the bed. "I'll be right back."

On the way back from the bathroom, I stop outside her door.

That wasn't fucking. That wasn't a lesson. We made love.

She turns her head and smiles as I enter the bedroom and close the door.

I slide in next to her and ease one arm under her body, rolling her toward me. She hitches her leg over mine, just the way I like.

"How was your day? How was church?" she asks, tracing one finger over my cheek like she can't get enough of touching me.

"Told the club about us." I want her to understand how important she is to me.

She pulls back and stares at me. "Is that going to make things complicated?" Sadness or worry clouds her expression.

"No." I run my hand over her hair, twirling her messy curls around my finger. "Club's already vetted you because of the relationship the club has with your dad."

"Vetted me?"

I cock my head. She has to know what I mean by that.

"Oh, they trust me to not ever speak of your nocturnal activities." She tickles her fingers over my chest. "No worries there, I'm an excellent secret keeper."

Of that, I have no doubt. But it suddenly feels like we're talking about different things.

"What does this mean?" she asks. "What's next?"

"I want you to come to the clubhouse with me. Hang out with all my brothers and their ol' ladies."

She ducks and presses her forehead to my chest, her soft, silky hair tickling my skin. "I'm not always good around people. You know, live people."

"Hey." I press my fingers to her chin and tip her head back. "That's not true. You counsel people and get them through the worst time in their life. You had fun when we went to Zips, right? My sister loved you. You've already met a lot of my brothers. They all like you."

"Really?" The surprise in her voice squeezes my dark, shriveled heart. "They don't think I'm a weirdo for what I do and where I live?"

"No." And I made it really fucking clear today that they better not make you uncomfortable.

"Will Rooster be there?"

I frown at her. "You got a thing for my brother?"

"No," she answers in her even, patient tone. "I know you say they're all your brothers, but he's the one who's closest to you."

"Yeah." I nod.

"And I feel like I know him the best. He's nice to me."

"Teller isn't nice to you?"

"He is. But he's all business."

I snort-laugh. "Yeah, I'm aware. He's even worse now that he's about to be a dad."

"Aww, I'd like to see the twins when they get here," she says.

I study her face. "You like babies?"

She shrugs. "I don't have a ton of experience around them, but yes."

"Well, you'll have more babies and kiddos than you'll know what to do with, then. My brothers seem to be reproducing like rabbits lately."

She laughs softly.

"Dex will be there with his girl, Emily. Her sister, Libby, will probably be there too. Shelby's looking forward to seeing you again."

"Really?"

She sounds so happy and also…surprised.

"Yes. She liked you," I assure her. "The ol' ladies are all good women. They'll love you."

"This is a big deal, isn't it?" she whispers.

"No. It's just a fun night at the clubhouse. They like doing bonfires in the woods upstate. Very casual."

"Oh. Upstate? So not your club?"

"It's still my club. Every charter is open to us. But Downstate and Upstate are basically merging into one club lately." I shrug. "I kinda like being up there better. They have a nicer setup. Private. Peaceful." I squeeze her to my side. "Things I'm starting to appreciate more and more."

She tips her head back and flashes a wicked grin. "Bonfire in the woods, huh? Maybe you can chase me through the forest and if you catch me, we can give standing doggy against a tree a try." She wiggles her butt against my hand.

I rumble and shake with laughter. "Oh, it's on now, little lady death. You better wear something with easy access."