Chapter Eight
Asa called Sheriff Abe and told him they had Patsy in a cell room.
He laughed when he told Abe that Patsy was fessing up to all charges and she promised to tell on her mom and grandpa.
To be a witness. Testify in court about their plan of violence from start to finish and ordering her to break into the clubhouse.
Seems she had a change of heart now. For some reason she said she wanted to come clean and do the right thing.
They all had dinner and decided to relax a bit. They kept the guards all around the property and watched the cameras, but they wanted to rest before they went out tomorrow to unearth the treasure at last.
They all sat at the tables as per couple.
Mad Dog and Cheyenne, Randi and Stroker, Sami and Steel, Chandler and Samson, they were all comfortable and happy.
Sophie sat with Asa and he looked a bit smitten by her.
The Wolverines wondered about this but they knew better than to stare at the couple or say anything to Asa. No, they were all smarter than that.
Miss Amy sat with Smokey and they really got along. Almost the same age, they both seemed to be involved in a deep conversation.
Rock sat next to Jolene. They seemed to hit it off very well too. Rock had waited on her as he got a dinner plate for her and a drink.
Jolene looked amazed yet again at all the happiness and laughter in the room. At how the men were so kind to the women there.
They all finally got up to do cleanup. The men pitched in and did dishes.
Again, Jolene just seemed to be in shock.
Rock noticed her expression and asked her if she felt okay.
“I feel great but I still cannot fathom how the Wolverines are.”
He cocked his head at her and asked, “Are?”
“Yeah, I don’t mean any insult but you all are bikers, right?”
He laughed. “That isn’t an insult, Jolene.”
She blushed and tried to explain, “I never...” She tried again, “All I’ve ever seen was men who were bossy, mean and controlling.”
He stared at her for a full minute and finally said, “I’m sorry to hear that.”
She slowly shook her head. “I just cannot believe everything I see here. It just cannot be real.”
“Why not?” he asked. “We are called Wolverines because we can fight if we are pushed to it. But we do not fight women or innocent people.” He took his cell phone out and tapped it, then he read the passage he saw there, aloud, “Wolverines, though famously solitary and tough, form family units where females raise kits or babies in dens, often with surprisingly involved paternal care, as males visit to bring food and even guide older offspring in survival skills, challenging their lone-wolf reputation and showing a more complex social side.” He looked up at her and grinned. “See?”
Jolene stared at him and then she laughed. “Ok, ok. So, you all are sweet wolverines.”
He placed his finger to his lips and teased, “Shhh, our president, Asa, might hear you. He wants us to look tough, scary and unrelenting. Like we need to growl a lot and swear a lot. Oh and stomp around like he does. He can’t tolerate being called sweet.”
Jolene giggled then looked over at Asa and her mother, sitting together. “I don’t know about that cuz right now he sure is acting sweet.”
Rock followed her gaze and blinked rapidly at a smiling, talkative Asa. “Damn, would ya look at that...”
Jolene laughed some more.
A half hour later...
Rock walked Jolene to the room she was staying in. “I will say goodnight to you and tomorrow will be the treasure hunt.” He grinned at her.
Jolene stopped and looked up at him.
He halted too and tilted his head at her. “What is it?”
Jolene sort of fidgeted and looked nervous as she asked softly, “Can you come in? I need to tell you something important that...” She looked back and forth along the hallway. “I don’t want anyone to hear me.”
He nodded as he looked curious. “Sure.”
They both went in.
She reached around him and shut the door.
Then she turned and faced him as she whispered, “ I am not a really great talker. But I’ve got to say this, before I chicken out.
” She clasped her hands together and continued, “All my life, I’ve never known how it felt to be free.
Simon and Emma kept me locked up all the time.
I never got to go to the prom or any parties.
I never even got to shop like other girls my age.
I wasn’t allowed to have a cell phone. Nothing, and if I got to watch TV it was what Grandpa Simon was watching.
Or Emma would get moody and make my mom clean the house and lock me up again.
I felt sadness and depression. I never had anything to smile about.
But I felt something wonderful whenever you sat next to me.
You are funny and make me laugh too. I’m not used to that.
Then when you took my hand earlier today, I felt warm all over.
For the last two days, all I could think about was you.
” She came up close to him and brushed her chest against his.
Rock felt his body respond to her action. He groaned and told her, “Unless you want something more than a conversation to happen here you have to quit doing that.”
Jolene frowned and looked at him. “And if I want more than a conversation?”
Rock froze and stared at her for a moment. “Do you know what you’re asking me?”
Jolene nodded. “There’s something between us. And I think it is something wonderful. Or it could be, if we give it a chance. What I am trying to say is... I-I want to be with you.”
“I feel the same way. I just didn’t want to rush—”
Jolene placed her fingers over his lips. “I’ve waited a long time to have a chance at something wonderful and I am rushing it.”
Rock leaned forward and crushed his lips over hers. They both felt the spark that went through them when their lips met. Jolene opened her mouth and Rock thrust his tongue deep inside. Groaning together, they hung onto each other tightly.
Jolene grabbed his T-shirt bringing him closer as she stepped over to the bed. They kept on kissing as if it meant life or death. They didn’t want to stop.
Rock pushed her onto her back and breaking the kiss, he hovered above her, pressing his body down over hers. His hands were busy as he swiftly stripped her shirt and bra off. He spread kisses down her neck and chest then he finally got to the hard peeks of her nipples.
Jolene arched her back and hissed her pleasure. When his teeth bit down gently, she moaned and grabbed for this shirt again.
Rock took a moment to rise up, strip his t-shirt off and then he went back to her. Kissing his way down along her stomach, he moved to the band of her jeans. He unsnapped her jean’s button and quickly pulled them down, taking her underwear with them.
Then he paused long enough to admire her full body.
“Damn, you are beautiful, Jolene.” Opening her legs, he stared hungrily at her wet core.
Her scent drifted to his nose and he breathed deeply.
He lowered his head and fastened his greedy mouth onto her pussy.
She was wet and her cream tasted so good.
He groaned as he lapped it up. With his fingers, he stroked her clit and Jolene moaned as her legs opened further.
Rock roughly plunged a finger inside her core, she felt tight and was already clamping down on him. “God baby, you’re so tight,” he murmured.
“I want you. I want you inside me. I need more than just your finger.” She moaned.
“You’ll get more but I have to make some room. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Hurry then,” she cried out. “I need you.”
Rock smiled at her anticipation as he stroked two fingers inside her and groaned at how tight the fit was. In and out, in and out. When he flicked her clit with his thumb, he felt her explode as he pushed his fingers fast and harder than before.
When she came down from her climax, she closed her eyes and exclaimed, “Damn! I never... Oh—wow.”
Rock again smirked at her astonishment. “We just got started, sweet Jolene.” He then moved to shed his pants.
He grabbed a condom out of his back pocket and sheathed himself.
When he came back, he caressed his hard sheathed cock against her core, coating it with her copious juices then he lined himself up with her opening and began pushing inside.
He groaned as she closed around him. Then he paused as he thought about why she was so tight.
“Jolene, you have done this before, haven’t you? ”
“No, but this feels so goooodddd.”
He tried to pull back. “Maybe we need to slow—”
“No, I need this feeling...” Jolene wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into her. Flinching at the pain of his tearing through her barrier she stared at him. “Please keep going. I need all of you.”
Rock wanted to protest but the feeling of her tight body was too much.
He couldn’t leave her now if his life depended on it.
She made him feel so supreme and this felt so right.
He withdrew enough to make a second thrust and then he was gone.
He couldn’t stop and he didn’t really want to, if truth be told.
He felt her respond to him and soon all he could think about was the act itself. His thrusts got rougher, harder and deeper than he intended. He forgot everything, even his own name. They were both panting and groaning as they got lost in each other.
Jolene didn’t seem to mind his roughness. In fact, she seemed to revel in it as she moaned and whimpered with pleasure. When she orgasmed again, she cried out his name.
Rock followed her over the edge as he kissed her deeply to seal them together.
He groaned as he slowly pulled out and flopped down beside her.
He’d never climaxed that hard before. Gasping, he drew large amounts of air into his lungs.
Slowly, he felt his strength return. He unrolled the condom and dropped it into the small wastebasket next to the nightstand.
Turning his head, he noted she was breathing as fast as he was. Reaching out, he turned her head to face him. “Why? You should have told me.”
Jolene reached out and traced the wolverine tattoo on his chest before she answered, “All my life, I’ve been sheltered from whatever life had to offer me.
That family watched me very closely. And like I told you, I didn’t have too much contact with other people.
I missed out on so much. Then I met you and I realized I missed out on a lot.
” She paused then admitted, “The moment I saw you I realized all of this. I wasn’t sure what but I needed what you just gave me.
I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was a virgin.
But just now with you inside of me... I finally felt.
..free.” She tipped her head back and sighed.
“I’m sorry for not telling you but I’m SO not sorry for the act itself. ”
Rock scoffed. “I don’t regret it either. I just wished I had known beforehand. It didn’t have to hurt the way it did.”
Jolene grinned. “You might have changed your mind and I didn’t want that. I did have like... a moment of pain but a whole lot of pleasure afterwards. It was an even trade.”
Rock smiled. “No, not even. You belong with me now.” He noted the dark circles under her eyes. “I think you need some rest now. I don’t think you’ve been sleeping so well the last few days.”
Jolene shook her head. “No, I haven’t. With the sneaking away and the walking felt like forever, then the bus ride. Yeah, I am tired.” She bit her lip and asked, “Will you stay with me?”
Rock nodded. “I can do that.” He gathered her up into his arms and laid her head onto his chest. “I think you belong right here.”