Chapter 11 Maggie
MAGGIE
Easing my leg over Robert’s hips I settle over him enjoying the feel of his hard length cradled by my pussy. He’s not awake yet but I know it won’t be long before he is.
We looked after ourselves, kept healthy, and fit, so I certainly hoped so.
Talking about fit … my gaze roamed over Robert’s broad muscular chest. Sure, the man was older, but with the amount of time they all spent in the gym, the men of Crow MC were looking good.
Not that we women were slouches — we kept in shape but I would be the first to put up my hand and admit that I wasn’t comfortable with the extra pounds I’d picked up during menopause.
Pounds that I couldn’t seem to shift no matter what I did.
Robert's sleep-roughened voice interrupts my thoughts when he asks, “You just going to sit there, gorgeous, or are you going to ride your man?”
I’m smiling as I adjust and slide down his hard length, loving the hazy look in his sleepy gaze.
“Fuck Maggie,” Robert groans, hands gripping my hips as he flexes his cock in me. “Feels so good.” His grip tightens on my silk negligee. “Why are you still wearing this? Take it off.”
I grip his hands as he goes to lift it from me and still my hips. Robert’s eyes come to mine and he frowns, “Maggie?”
“It’s stupid, okay?” I mumble, lowering my eyes. “I’m not loving my body this morning, especially with you lying there looking all hot and muscly.”
“Maggie, look at me.”
Lifting my eyes I look at Robert, and tears fill my eyes when all I find is love and acceptance.
“Maggie, this body is not only yours, it's mine. I’ve loved all the changes it’s gone through over the years.
Far more than mine has. You’ve carried and nurtured our three children, had hormones wreak havoc and so what if you’ve put on a few pounds here and there.
Does this feel like I don’t find you sexy as fuck?
” He flexes his hips; his hard cock fills me up and I shudder as it brushes against that place deep inside me. The one that makes me see stars.
Robert sits up, gathering my negligee. He pushes it up over my head and tosses it to the foot of the bed.
“I love your body Maggie, always have always will, but what really does it for me is in here,” he touches a finger to my chest. “Your heart is what makes you the woman I love to the depths of my soul. You could put on another thirty pounds and I’d still love you because of who you are. ”
“Oh Robert,” I whisper as a tear breaks free and slides down my cheek. “Love you too, so much.”
Cupping the back of my neck, he brings my mouth to his and kisses me like I’m the air he needs to breathe when truthfully, it’s the other way around. I’m not sure what I’d do without him. Gasping as he slides a finger across my clit, adding pressure as I rock my hips until we explode.
“Mm,” he mutters with a satisfied sigh as he lays back down on the bed, taking me with him. “Now that’s what I call a good morning.”
Laughing softly, I rest my chin on my hands that I’ve got folded on his chest, and look into his happy eyes. “Want to shower together?”
“Yeah, gorgeous, I do.”
I climb off him, muttering as I hurry to the bathroom. Fucking’s great, making love is amazing, and quickies are the bomb—but the clean-up after any of them is the absolute pits, and hands down the least sexy thing to do after your world’s been rocked.
You’d have thought that nature would have found a way to make it easier.
Alas, it has not. Starting the shower, I climb in and wait for Robert to join me.
We spend time taking care of and enjoying each other before we have to leave and get ready for the day.
I’ve got the day off from the café; we’d hired a manager that seems to be working out for now.
We’d see how it went. I was semi-retired, and Dog and I took to travelling with Maura and Thor when we felt like it.
It was nice to enjoy the fruits of our labours now that we’d hit our sixties and were reaping the benefits of Bella’s planning.
“Mags?”
I look up from making our bed. Robert is standing in the bathroom doorway, oiling his beard, looking troubled. Concerned, I stand and walk towards him. “What’s wrong?”
“What do you think of what’s happening between Bella and Sam?”
I bite my lip and wonder if I should give him my honest opinion. The only other person who knows what I think is Kate.
“Maggie,” Robert pushes.
“Honestly?” I look up at him. He nods, so I continue.
“I don’t think they’re right for each other.
There’s no spark. Not like there was with us or with our boys, Rea, and Molly.
I think they’re doing what they are because it’s almost as if it’s expected.
Sam has never made a secret about how he feels about Bella but even there I think it’s more a puppy love rather than he’s in love with her.
I think they’re going to get hurt. But we’ve always said we won’t interfere. ”
Robert sighs and enfolds me in his arms, pressing his lips to my temple.
“I agree with you. As do most of the others including Abby and Reaper. But like you said we’ll see how it goes.
We’ll be there to pick up the pieces if or when it does implode.
Now,” he releases me, “how about we see what the rest are up to and go for a ride, find somewhere to have lunch. A nice lazy Thursday sounds good to me.”
Laughing, I stand on tiptoe. “Arrange it, honey; I’ll finish getting ready and meet you in the kitchen.”
That’s what we did. The four of us, OG couples, as the kids have taken to calling us.
We spent the day riding, taking frequent breaks and stopping for lunch and then an early supper before we headed home.
Thor and Maura will leave again in a few days to visit with Noni and Bull before heading to the States and then back to us.
If I’d known that I’d not see my baby for nearly three years when everything went to hell, I may have spent those hours with Bella, but one thing I wasn’t was a fortune teller.
Instead, the only communication I had with her were text messages I knew were lies, but at least I knew she was alive. It was the only peace I had.
Three years passed before we saw her again, and when we did, she was covered in blood and beaten to hell being taken into surgery.
My heart had hurt for so long that I wasn’t sure I could take it if she didn’t make it.
Through it all, Robert was at my side, holding me up when I didn’t think I could take the worry anymore.
We leant on each other those two years like we hadn’t had to ever in all our time together. We made it through just like I knew we would, and it brought us out the other side stronger for it.