Chapter 15 #2
“I won’t. I’ve got Hunter. If you don’t want more, we won’t have ‘em.” I’m more than happy with it just bein’ the three of us.
At some point, Hunter will knock up a chick, hopefully someone he plans to stay with, and we’ll do the grandparent thing.
I’ll get my kid fix that way. Or I can do it at the clubhouse.
There are plenty of kids to choose from to play uncle to.
Instead of leaving it at that, the hellcat tries to dissuade me in a different way. It’s damn cute to see her try. “I’ll be in my forties, Josh, when you’re in your thirties. I’m gonna age faster than you.”
Some of us enjoy a mature woman. I happen to be one of them.
“I know how math works, babe. But I don’t give a fuck. Since when have you known me to be indecisive?”
“When we get ice cream,” she volleys without having to think about it.
Oh. She’s going low.
Low. Low.
“That doesn’t count,” I grunt. It’s fucking dessert.
“Yes, it does.” Jade grins and leans back in her chair like she just won the goddamn lottery.
“You can never decide on the size or whether you want sprinkles or crunchies. Then there’s the whole, do I want vanilla, or a twist?
” The pain in my ass flails her arms, making an entire spectacle. “I have to decide for you.”
Yeah, she does.
Sue me. I like ice cream, and I don’t want to choose between flavors. If I had it my way, I’d get them all, but then I’d feel like shit afterward.
“And the fact that you know all of that. What I like. How I like it. That’s gotta count for something.”
“Of course, it does. We’ve been friends for a long time.”
“Then let me ask you this. Do you find me attractive?” Sitting back, I gesture to the length of my body. I might not be her type. If that’s it, I need to know.
“Josh.” She gives me a droll, unimpressed look that says I’m insane for asking.
“I’m fuckin’ serious, Jade. Do you find me physically attractive?” I’m not fishing for compliments here. I need to know. So what if I flex a little as I wait for her to put me out of my misery?
“Everyone with a brain does.”
“You’re not everyone. Answer the question.”
“Yes, you idiot. You’re hot.” Jade’s annoyed glare does something funny to my insides. It’s sexy as fuck.
My cock gives a cursory twitch.
“And you like it when I eat your pussy.” It’s a statement, not a question.
I already know it’s true, but I wanna hear her agree, out loud.
Not for me, but for herself. Jade is allowed to experience joy and pleasure, and I’m just the man to give her that.
I’m not gonna take her for granted or run away when shit goes sideways.
I’m not a man addicted to the chase. I’m also not a hunter for the sake of feeding my ego.
That shit may work for some of my brothers, but it doesn’t work for me.
I’m the skyscraper built to withstand a Category 5 hurricane.
I’m not going anywhere, no matter how rough it gets.
“Josh,” Jade grumbles like she doesn’t wanna say it aloud. Which I get, but we’re making progress here, and progress can’t happen without a bit of discomfort.
To drive my point all the way home, I lean forward, so I’m partway across the table, look in her soul, and whisper, “Admit it. You came like a champ, babe.”
“Sure.” On a dramatic huff, she rolls those perfect eyes. “Yeah, I came like a champ.”
Atta girl.
“See.” I sit back. “We can work up to sex whenever you’re ready. I’ve waited my whole life. What’s another year or so?” I can wait a year, or two, or five, to have her lips around my cock. No problem. For her, I’d do anything.
“You’d wait that long?” She sounds surprised.
“I’ve been in love with you for years, sweetheart. I’m a patient man.”
“I… I wish I knew what to say. I… this is a lot.” Jade gestures between us, adorably flustered.
“I know. I get it. After we finish up here, I’m gonna shower and head out for a while, to give ya some space to think. I’ll be back tonight. I’ll send Blimp over to take ya to work.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“I’m not asking, babe. I’ll send Blimp.” He won’t pry, and he’ll get her to work safely.
“Don’t you have a hangover?”
“A little. But your pussy was the cure, just like I said it would be.”
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.