Chapter 30
Chapter Thirty
EZRA
Jade glares down at me as I slowly open my eyes, my entire body aching.
“You’re a fucking idiot, you know that? A stupid fucking idiot who is only going to get himself killed because he’s too fucking stupid to pay attention to what’s going on around him.”
“Well, hello to you, too.” I sit up, looking around at the piles of rubble, my head spinning, sunlight streaming through the open windows. It was nearing the middle of the night when I got here. “What happened?”
“Your dumb ass went to that fight, got your stupid ass beat, and then, like a fucking idiot, you drove here and passed out.” Jade is seething, pacing back and forth in front of me.
“Fuck, you’re like a walking thesaurus, aren’t you?”
She shoots me a death glare. “If you think this is funny, I’m going to kill you.
And don’t try me. I’ll do it. Do you know how hard it was to get Sean to go wake Ellie up in the middle of the night so she could come down here and make sure you weren’t dead?
I had to beg him to do it. He’s not happy, and he’s probably going to kick your ass once you’re healthy enough to handle an ass kicking. ”
I get to my feet, holding onto the wall framing to pull myself up. “If I had known you cared that much, I would’ve gotten my ass kicked like that a long time ago.”
“Don’t you fucking start with me.” She stops and whirls around to face me, her hands falling to her hips. “You almost died. There’s no internal bleeding by some fucking miracle, but your ribs are broken, so I hope breathing hurts for weeks.”
“You should be hoping I get better soon so I can give you better orgasms than the one you gave yourself.” I try to lighten the mood.
It’s only when I move a little closer to her that I see the tear stains down her cheeks.
Everything in my body is on fire as I move, but I push through the pain to get to her.
My arms wrap around her, and I crush her to my body, kissing the top of her head.
At first, she’s tense. She puts her hands on my chest like she’s going to push me away. But then her hands knot in the fabric of my shirt—whose shirt it is, I don’t know, but I wasn’t wearing one when I left the fight—and she pulls me closer.
The sobs rip out of her.
I hold her tight, trying to hold it together for the both of us.
Her tears soak through the shirt, hot against my skin.
My hands rub up and down her back as I do my best to soothe her.
After a couple of minutes, she pulls back and dries her eyes, wiggling her way out of my embrace. She takes careful steps back, dodging debris.
“I didn’t think we could take you to a hospital. Figured Noah is going to be looking for you.” Her voice wavers as she looks just past me, like she can’t bear the thought of looking at me like this. That might be the part that hurts the most. “Sean brought you some clean clothes.”
“Jade—”
She holds up a hand. “If you’re going to tell me that you’re going back to Noah and that shitshow of a life you have, then I need you to just not. You showed up here in the worst condition I’ve ever seen. You went to that damn fight.”
“I took a beating so I could come here to you. He couldn’t kill me. He needed me to win.”
“But not anymore. Not now that you’ve fucked him over. You’re a dead man walking and if that’s what you’re rushing back into, I don’t want any part of it.”
“What if I told you that I’m not going back?
” I take a step toward her, but she scrambles back.
“I don’t want that life anymore, Jade. You were right.
I should’ve been here with you. I shouldn’t be chasing something that’s only going to kill me in the end when I have you standing here and telling me that there’s another way. ”
“You’re lying to me right now. You’re telling me what you think I want to hear.”
“I may have done a lot of shit, but I’ve always been honest with you.” I let her keep the space between us. “I love you. I adore you. I want to spend the rest of my life worshipping the ground you walk on.”
“I don’t believe that.” She sniffles, her eyes a little watery. “You went to that fight.”
I wince as something pulls tight when I shift my weight from one foot to another. “Because I’m an idiot. Which you’ve told me several different ways already. I’m a shit partner, but I want to be better.”
Her bottom lip quivers. “Say it again.”
“I’m a shit partner?”
The corner of her mouth twitches. “The part where you love me.”
“I love you.” My voice rasps as I step closer to her. “And I’ll spend every day for the rest of our lives making you believe that.”
“Fuck you.” Her tears start to fall as she looks up at me, but there’s no real heat to her words. “Fuck you for making me love you.”
I grin and cup her face in my hands, wiping her tears, barely believing my luck. “So, you love me, then?”
She laughs and leans into me a little, even though there’s still some hesitation in her eyes. “Yes. I love you.”
“Thank fuck.”
I lean in and kiss her. I’ve never been good at this kind of thing. Not before her.
She’s the love of my life, and I’ve known it since the moment I tracked her down online and started talking to her.
As I slide my tongue along her lower lip, she lets out a breathy moan.
Her hands roam up my chest, holding onto my shoulders, her fingers sinking into me.
My cock swells as I press into her, walking her back until we hit what’s left of a counter.
She lifts herself up on the edge, and I step between her thighs.
“You’re hurt,” she says as I trail kisses down her neck, sucking on her pulse.
I pull her shirt over her head, tossing it to the side. “Not hurt enough for this. We’re just going to have to go slow and be a little gentler.”
She runs her fingers through my hair, pulling me close.
As her hands trail down my body to the hem, sparks run across my skin.
She pulls the shirt off and reaches for my sweats, shoving them down.
My cock aches as she wraps her hand around it, stroking slowly as her mouth finds mine again.
I groan, rocking my hips and pumping into her hand.
My fingers slide into the waist of her shorts and the thong underneath. I pull them off her, hands trailing back up her legs.
Her pussy is soaking wet.
I dip two fingers into her, aching as her inner walls clamp down around me hard. “Fuck, you’ve been wanting this. But you’re not going to come from just a little touch, are you?”
“Don’t fucking tease me right now. I’m still so fucking mad at you.”
“You’re already so wet.” I pull her earlobe between my teeth, tracing my tongue down to her breast.
She leans back, giving me a better angle as I slam my fingers deep inside her, pressing them against her inner walls, massaging her with each thrust until she starts to shake.
I bite down on her nipple and press against her clit at the same time, and she comes apart on my hand.
I keep thrusting, the sound of her squirting filling the room, my hand soaked. “Fuck, Jade. That is so fucking sexy.”
As I crouch in front of her, I drag her legs over my shoulders, burying my face in her pussy.
My tongue slides along her slick folds as I lick the cum from her skin, savoring the taste.
She grinds against me.
I moan into her, sucking on her clit.
“I need you,” she says, her voice breathy.
I don’t need to be told twice. I feel like I’m going to burst if I don’t bury myself in her.
When I stand, she shifts as close to the edge of the counter as she can get.
As I grip my cock, inching it into her, she holds on tight to the edge of the counter, leaning back and giving me a deeper angle.
Her pussy is tight around me, milking my cock as I pace myself, each thrust slow and deep.
She lets go of the counter to claw at my skin.
Her nails rake grooves down my shoulders as I rock faster into her.
My balls pull tight as she starts to quake again.
The scratching stops as she lets out a moan that sends what little blood I have left in my body straight to my cock.
I nip her jaw. “Come for me. I want you to come all over my cock. Be a good girl and soak me again.”
Lust has her eyelids heavy, her breathing fast, her body shaking.
She rocks with me, her legs loosely around my waist like she’s trying not to hurt me.
I brace myself against the counter, slamming into her harder.
I bury myself to the hilt as she comes, continuing to thrust as her nails dig back into my skin, sending waves of pleasure rushing through my body.
I come as she’s riding out the last of her orgasm, strokes slowing as she wraps tighter around me.
When I pull out, I kiss her again, tongues tangling as I cup the back of her head and keep her close.
She moans into the kiss, fingers sinking into my hair as her tongue tangles with mine.
Jade finally breaks away, panting as she looks up at me. “You’re an idiot.”
“Would you leave that as a review of my sex skills? I think it’s really going to appeal to this sexy as fuck chef I’m in love with.”
Her face turns a bright red as she nudges me back a step and slips off the counter. “You’re not out of the doghouse yet. I’m still so mad at you.”
“You can be mad at me all you like as long as you’re coming home tonight.”
There’s a long silence.
She gets dressed without saying a word.
It’s torture watching her grab her purse and keys, jingling them from her finger. Her gaze rakes up and down me as I stand there, naked and waiting for her answer.
Her gaze lingers on all the cuts covering my body, but I don’t mind. It happened, and we’re going to move past this once I go to Aiden and beg him for protection. I’m not looking forward to doing that later today.
“I have things to do through the day.” A slow smile spreads, the corners of her eyes crinkling. “But I’ll be coming home tonight.”
I sweep her up into another kiss, this one shorter than the last, but it’s still a promise of what’s to come when I’m in better shape.
She looks at me before bending down and grabbing the clothes, tossing them to me. “What’re you doing today?”
“I was hoping you could take me to Aiden. I think I have some begging to do.”
She watches me get dressed, lust still shining in her eyes. “So, you’re serious, then? This is something you want?”
“Jade…” I lock gazes with her, needing her to see the truth, to know I’m serious. “You are all I’ve ever wanted, and I would do anything to have you. And if that means I need to go beg your asshole brother to keep my safe from my asshole half-cousin, then that’s what I’m going to do.”
She walks over and brushes her lips against mine. “Good. Are you going to miss it?”
“I’m going to miss stalking you.” I slip my hand into the back pocket of her shorts, holding her against me.
“Well, lucky for you, I think I have a solution to that.”
“And that is?”
She moves quick, pulling down my pants so my entire cock is out.
Laughing, she takes off running for the door. “Catch me if you can.”
As I haul up my pants and give a half-assed chase to the car, I’m more than happy.
I’ll chase her to every corner of the world if that’s what she wants.