Chapter Thirteen
Viking pulled out and pushed back in, gradually picking up the pace. He watched Jinx’s face for any sign of discomfort, holding his pleasure back until she came undone.
The connection between the two of them was different than any he’d experienced.
It reminded him of the ones he’d witnessed between his MC brothers, the relationships he’d envied in the back of his mind.
King and Ayesha started the snowball effect, showing the others what it was like to have a connection with someone made for you.
He’d seen the couples together and watched them communicate without words.
He’d had a wife and child at one time, yet he and his wife were never on the same page.
With Jinx, he could see a future with her.
It was crazy. It was too soon. But sometimes, that happened.
Hell, his friend Traeger put his life on the line moments after meeting his now wife.
He shoved thoughts of everyone except Jinx out of his mind. Her eyes opened, glossy with a sheen of tears. “Did I hurt you?”
Her hands squeezed his ass, making him flex and push harder into her. They both moaned.
“No, you feel really good inside me. Actually, I like the feeling of you on top of me. There’s a deep sense of peace in feeling you like this.” She wrapped her legs up over his thighs, scratching her nails up his back, and held onto him like she didn’t want to let him move.
“I love feeling you like this, too. You ready for more?”
“Show me what you got.” Jinx lifted her head and kissed him. His woman wasn’t docile, and that was another layer he enjoyed about her.
He shifted slightly, watching her face until he knew he’d hit the right angle, and then he moved in and out, his cock hitting her sweet spot with each thrust. She moaned, her body tightening as he drove forward and pulled back.
Desire sparked between them. Her body flushing, gooseflesh heralding her coming undone, was close.
His balls drew up, the pleasure almost too much to hold back. He eased his hand between their bodies, rubbing his thumb in a tight circle over her clit as he picked up the pace, forcing her over the edge.
Her eyes widened, shock written all over her face as she careened into a vortex of pleasure.
“Bekkett, don’t stop. Oh my, that’s better than anything I’ve ever—” she gasped.
He followed her over the edge. His hips snapped in a wild press and retreat, chasing his own orgasm.
Her pussy continued to squeeze him as he filled the condom.
He collapsed on top of her for a brief second, then pushed himself up, not wanting to crush her.
She held him, running her hands up and down his back in a soothing motion.
A deep sense of peace settled over him, making him wonder how he’d ever survive without her by his side every day.
He lifted his head, kissed her, and then eased out of her.
Jinx winced slightly. He pressed his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t very gentle.”
She swatted his ass. “Don’t apologize for the best sex of my life.”
He looked down at her. “Did you just spank my ass, woman?”
Jinx smirked. “It was more of a love tap.”
He ran his nose along her neck. “Hmm, call it whatever you want, but paybacks are a bitch, Vakker.”
Viking inhaled her sweet scent, wanting to memorize everything about her. “I’ll be right back. Need to dispose of the condom.”
Again, she turned a sweet, fiery red at his words. Viking wondered if she’d be blushing when she was in her eighties and had half a dozen grandbabies at her feet.
When he returned to the bedroom, Jinx lay under the blankets, propped up on her side, staring toward the door as he walked in.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, pausing halfway in the room
She sat up, letting the blanket fall away. “Nothing. Why do you ask?”
He continued walking to the bed and slid in beside her. “You were sitting there looking pensive. I wasn’t sure if you were having second or third doubts.”
Jinx pushed against his shoulders. “I have zero doubts about anything we’ve done, Viking. How about you?”
He lay back, placing his hands behind his head. “None whatsoever.”
“Good. Now that’s all cleared up. I’d like to try some more firsts.” She straddled his body, giving him a perfect view of her body.
His eyes widened as she kissed her way down his body. He sifted his hands in her long hair, realizing it had come down from the up-do she’d had it in earlier. “Your hair is beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
He couldn’t help the grin that split his face. “You’re very welcome. I really like the look of it wrapped around my fist.”
Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, taking in his features. He held her hair wrapped around his hand loosely. If he tugged, there wasn’t any doubt in Bekkett’s mind he’d be able to pull her upward. Not that he wanted to. Fuck no. He couldn’t wait to feel her lush mouth around his dick.
She teased the tip of him, flicking her tongue over the crown once, twice, and then just as he was about to push her face over him, she sealed her mouth over the entire tip.
He moaned. His toes shot forward. Fuck, he’d had his dick sucked by dozens of women, many who could probably suck the chrome off of a trailer hitch.
Yet he was sure he wouldn’t last long if she continued to suck him with her untried mouth.
Her tongue whirled around, and then she pulled back, sucking at the tip. She smacked her lips, smiling up at Viking.
“I’m going to need you to help me do it right. Think you can do that?”
He ran his hand over the top of her head, then guided her back down. “Yeah. If you need a break, tap my thigh twice.”
She slapped his thigh two times. “Like that?”
Viking sifted his fingers through her glorious locks, giving her time to decide what she wanted to do. His dick nearly touched his belly button, so heavy and hard.
Like everything Jinx seemed to do, she tackled it head-on.
She gripped him by the base and then opened her mouth, engulfing him inside.
She swirled her tongue over the crown, whirling in circles.
He started thrusting, fucking her face, creating a slow pace she could handle.
He watched his dick disappear inside her mouth, the sight so fucking erotic.
“Flatten your tongue, Baby. Roll your lips over your teeth and suck with each thrust.” He instructed her, loving the feel of her tongue working over the underside of his dick.
He pressed her further down on him with each push and pull until she had taken almost all of him.
Her lack of tapping on his thigh surprised him.
He tugged her back, then pushed her down, holding her as his dick hit the back of her throat.
She looked up at him through watery eyes.
His dick jerked. Fuck. She could make him come with those eyes, that mouth.
He tugged her head off his dick. “You’re a witch, aren’t you. Your mouth, your body, everything about you is better than I’ve ever had.” He gripped her hips, held his dick with one hand, and guided her onto him.
They both froze.
“I’m clean. The last time I’ve fucked anyone without a condom was my ex-wife over five years ago. I was checked for STIs three months ago and haven’t slept with anyone since then.” He’d been too busy for even a casual hookup, which now he was happy about.
Jinx took a shaky breath. “I’m on the birth control shot. I’ve...I haven’t had a sexual partner since I was nineteen.”
Viking didn’t wait, pushing her down on his bare cock. The feeling was unlike anything he’d experienced. Her warmth and snugness felt like coming home.
He speared her deep, setting a pace and rhythm his body responded to with vigor. She writhed on top of him, leaning down and kissing him. Her breath came out in heavy pants.
“Fuck, you feel even bigger like this.” She held herself up with shaky arms braced on his chest.
“I got you.” His hands held her hips, lifting her up and down to meet his thrusts.
He’d almost said three other words, but he’d kept his stupid in check, barely.
His marriage had been the worst mistake of his life, but he’d gotten the best thing out of it—a little angel of a daughter who’d been ripped from him too damn soon.
There were a lot of things he’d do differently, but having his little girl wasn’t one of them.
“Don’t ever forget me,” she whispered. Her head dipped down, and she kissed him.
He couldn’t concentrate on their kiss as her pussy contracted around him. He closed his eyes, loving the feeling of her body pulsing around him. The sweet sensation sizzled all around him, sending him over at the same time she cried out. He flooded her with jet after jet of come.
“So damn tight around me,” he groaned. “I swear to fucking god, I didn’t think it was possible, but dammit, you’re strangling me. I think I could die with you like this.”
Jinx collapsed on top of him. Her face nestled into the crook of his neck. “Could you imagine the shock on the face of whoever got tasked to find us? They’d need therapy for sure,” she said with a deep laugh.
He gripped both her ass cheeks in his palms. “If it were this ass they were lucky enough to see, they should count their blessings. Now, if it were my ass, I should probably go ahead and set up a fund for their future counseling or vision issues.”
Jinx swatted his chest. “You stop it. I happen to think you have a great bum, and I’m a great judge of rear ends. I see a lot of them.”
Viking wrapped his arms around Jinx, kissing the top of her head. “I’ll take your word for it. Besides, I have no intention of allowing anyone to see my ass while I’m buried deep inside your gorgeous body any time soon.”
Jinx yawned and tapped his chest. “Same. I’ll be right back.”
She clambered out of bed and went into the bathroom. Viking lay in the silence, listening as the water in the sink ran, and then Jinx reappeared with two bottles of water. He sat up, taking one from her.
“I have a mini fridge in my walk-in closet,” she shrugged, answering his unspoken question.
They both drank deeply and then set their bottles on the end tables next to the bed.
“Will you stay the night?” she asked.
He shifted back down, opened his arms, and waited for her to come to him.
He liked that she hadn’t put on any clothes, so he could feel her silky softness all night next to him.
He hadn’t allowed any woman to spend the night with him, not since his marriage fell apart.
Even then, his ex-wife had been doing drugs, and they hadn’t slept together all night for some time before she’d died.
“Sleep, Vakker. You’ll need your rest for what I plan to do with you tomorrow.” He rubbed his hand in small circles on her back.
She hummed. “More firsts?”
He chuckled, enjoying the way she went all in on her choices. “Probably. If you don’t want to do anything, you only have to say no. What time do you have to work tomorrow night?” He would need to work around her schedule.
Jinx gave him the rundown. He made a mental note of what time she needed to get her truck picked up and fixed by. If the tow truck guy didn’t get it done in the morning, he’d make some calls.
“Get some rest, Baby.” He pulled the blanket over her shoulders, making sure she was covered.
A few hours later, Viking woke up to a screaming Jinx.
She fell off the side of the bed, staring at him as if she didn’t know him or see him.
Her wide, frightened eyes worried him as much as the way she raked her nails down her arms. With slivers of light coming in from the nightlight in the bathroom, he could see red welts on her arms where she’d scratched herself.
“Jinx,” he said softly, easing onto the floor in front of her, holding out his hands to show her he wasn’t going to hurt her.
She continued to rock back and forth, but now her arms were around her legs. She pressed them against her chest, and her mouth moved, but he couldn’t hear any words.
“Jinx, baby girl, wake up.” He’d heard of people who had nightmares who didn’t quite wake up. Of course, he wasn’t a hundred percent sure that’s what he was dealing with, or how to handle such a situation, but fuck it. He’d figure it out as he went.
“Jinx, it’s me, Bekkett. Wake up, Baby.” He reached for her, running his hand over her head.
Jinx flinched, but he kept talking to her, letting his voice break through her subconscious. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she blinked. Her arms flew outward.
“Viking?” she asked, looking down at herself and then at him, squatting naked a foot from her on the floor.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?”