Chapter 22
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
axel
Jenna straightens her shoulders and stands from her chair.
I look down at her clothes; she’s wearing leggings that hug her plump ass and leave little to the imagination.
If only this woman knew what she does to me, the way I feel instantly drawn to her sexy as sin body.
My hands move on their own, reaching for her to pull her close, but she takes a step back and crosses her arms over her chest. Her brow furrows, and she pops out her hip for dramatic flair.
I also love her sass but I really don’t need this shit; I’m already pissed off that we didn’t get any good information from that fucking Reaper. I do have to hand it to him, he was loyal to his club to the very bloody end. I run my hand down my face and stare at Jenna.
“Axel, I really don’t like having to get information from other people. If this is going to be something”—she waves a hand between us— “then you have to communicate with me.” God, she’s so hot when she’s all fired up. I level her with a hard look.
“Listen, if this is going to work, you are going to have to trust me to tell you shit when I’m ready,” I say. “This is new to me, Jenna. I’m not used to having someone.”
She softens her expression at my words. “I hear you, Axel. This is moving extremely fast.” She pauses and looks at the floor.
“Maybe too fast.” I notice she rolls one of her small gold rings around her finger unconsciously.
“This is all so new to me Dane; I just need you to keep me in the loop. Because I feel like I’m going crazy here. ”
Taking another step forward, I’m in her space before she can think about moving back. Her breath catches as I slide my hands up her body. “I’ll work on it, babe.”
“Good. Now tell me what all of this ‘a couple days’ business is.” She actually uses air quotes.
“I want you to stay with me until we have the Reaper situation settled,” I say, waiting for her to protest.
“Okay,” she sighs. “I get it, I do. But we need to figure out what is happening between us. Because I think we might need to slow this way down.”
My head spins at her reaction. I thought she was going to fight me on this decision, but she’s willing to stay. The only thing I’m not too keen on is slowing anything down.
“That easy, huh? I thought you were going to give me hell for keeping you here longer than a night.” I bend down and pick her up, her legs come around to wrap around my waist.
“Yep, I don’t really want to go back to our apartment alone. And Marley brought me all of my stuff… and more. So, I think I can stay for a bit.” It almost hurts looking at her gorgeous face; she really is something else.
“I have one condition of this little lockdown. I don’t want to be a prisoner; I am going to need to get out here and there.
But I’ll be safe.” Lust fills her eyes as she digs her teeth into her bottom lip.
I don’t even know if she knows what she’s doing, but it’s working.
Jenna’s innocent look changes quickly into the vixen she is when she starts to grind her needy pussy on me.
There’s no mistaking the hard-on I’m sporting in my pants.
Naughty girl. Wrapping her arms around my neck, I walk us up to my room.
“I hear you about needing to go and do your own thing sometimes, but while we are still on high alert, I need you to promise me you won’t leave without me or one of the guys.” She stops moving against me and pulls her head back a bit to look at me.
“Axel, that’s a lot for you to ask of me. What if I’m just going to the store or going for a run? I’m not even a part of all this.” she states. I have to remind myself that she has never experienced this life and doesn’t realize that being with me puts a big target on her back.
“Babe, this is serious. I need to know you are safe so I can do my job for the club. Fuck, you being with me puts you at risk, and I won’t be able to focus if you are off unprotected.” I let out a heavy breath.
“If it means that much to you, I’ll do it. But I don’t like it. And the moment this is over, everything goes back to normal. And we date like a normal couple,” she eyes me, and then sticks out her hand for me to shake like this is a business proposal.
“Deal,” I say shaking her hand, even though I know we will never be a normal couple.
This is far from your everyday situation.
Jenna uses her arms, which are wrapped around my head, and pulls me in for a kiss.
We make our way upstairs; I might blow my load before we even make it to the room.
Her tight little body is grinding against me as I palm her ass.
Getting to the door, I press Jenna’s back against it and hold her steady with one hand.
With the other, I unzip her hoodie to reveal a scrap of a bra covering her.
I could see her rosy nipples through her sweater when I first walked in and had to actively fight to keep the drool in my mouth.
Pulling the scrap of fabric down, I release one of her firm breasts. Dropping my head, I suck and lick until her nipple is a sharp peak. She grasps the back of my head, pulling me against her as she arches off the wood.
“I need to get you inside before I fuck you right here in the hallway,” I growl between laps. Reaching for my keys, I see Jenna reach down, and the door opens. We almost fall to the floor with the unexpected jolt.
“Fuck, Jen. Why is my door unlocked?” I ask. I trust my brothers to not move or take shit, but some of them always look for any open room to bring a club girl up and fuck, and I don’t need that in my space. My room is my place to relax—and now — fuck my woman.
“Sorry, I didn’t have a key and thought I was going to come right back up,” she says as she kisses and licks up my neck.
Fumbling around, I find the light switch. Warm light radiates from the lamps on the nightstands. I gently lay Jenna on the bed, ready to devour her.
“Wait!” she says in a hurried voice. “I, uh… have something for you. A surprise.” A blush creeps up her neck, and my curiosity peaks.
“Well, show me then,” I say with a hint of humor in my voice. She leaps off the bed and crouches on the floor, pulling a pink suitcase out from under my bed.
“What are you hiding down there?” I try to look into the case when she sets it on the bed, but she swats me away.
“No, you have to wait.” She pushes her hair over her shoulder and looks me right in the eyes.
“What’s your favorite color?” She’s so giddy, it’s adorable.
“Hmm… black,” I say without a second thought.
“Ohhh… okay!” Jenna grabs the small suitcase and dashes into the bathroom.
I roll onto my back while I wait for Jenna to come out of the bathroom with whatever she has for me.
A wave of exhaustion crashes over me, and I fight to keep my eyes open.
Honestly with the fight at the club, I’m surprised Jenna is this okay.
I remind myself she is probably going to break down at one point or another.
A few minutes later, I hear the faint sound of the bathroom door opening.
I roll onto my side to see what Jenna’s surprise is when my eyes catch on the hottest lingerie I’ve ever seen.
She has pinned her long hair up and wears all black.
On top, a see-through lace corset lands right above her belly button and cups her breasts so that there’s a heavy helping of cleavage.
Her matching thong and garter set leaves nothing to the imagination and showcases her long, smooth legs in a way that makes my mouth water.
I can barely think straight with the amount of blood leaving my brain and heading straight to my cock.
“Turn.” My voice is huskier, darker.
Jenna slowly turns until I growl at the view of her perfect ass lined with the garter straps.
“Come here, baby.” It’s the last thing either of us says for the rest of the night. We take our time memorizing and worshipping each other’s bodies. At the first sight of morning light, I draw the blackout curtains and settle back into bed. Jenna wraps herself around me, and we fall asleep.