Chapter 22
Lauren
I woke up with Jase spooning me, his arm draped over my waist and one of his legs sprawled on top of mine. He was lying so close to me that I could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest. Best of all, his hard cock was pressed into the crease of my ass. Hello, morning wood.
I shifted a little, and Jase stirred behind me.
“G’mornin’,” he mumbled, nuzzling his face into the crook of my shoulder and then kissing my neck.
I shivered at the sensation as goosebumps erupted on my flesh. Jase lifted his arm from my waist and ran his hand leisurely up over my stomach, sliding under the hem of my T-shirt and then cupping my breast. I caught my breath when his thumb grazed over my nipple, then gently tugged on it.
“Now this is a nice way to wake up,” he murmured, and I laughed softly.
“I didn’t realize you were such a cuddler.”
“Neither did I, darlin’, but I could get used to this.”
He rolled onto his back, taking me with him and then somehow lifting and flipping me so that I was straddling him. I stared at him dazedly, trying to figure out how the hell he’d managed that. He just smirked up at me.
“Nice moves,” I teased, then ran my fingers through my unruly curls to try to tame them and sweep them back out of my face.
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” he promised as he slid his hands up under my shirt and whipped it off over my head, leaving me wearing nothing but a pair of panties. I was still overdressed compared to him.
His eyes roved over me, and he reached up to cup both breasts. I arched my back as he toyed with my nipples, circling them and gently pinching them, before releasing them with a tug. I rocked my hips over his erection, loving the feel of his hard, thick cock.
I lifted myself up and managed to shimmy my panties off, then positioned myself directly over him again. I could feel myself getting wetter as the tip of his cock, slick with pre-cum, rubbed over my clit. I circled my hips, grinding down on him and causing us both to groan in pleasure.
“If you keep doin’ that, I won’t be able to hold back,” he warned.
“You say that like it’s a bad thing, Jase. I didn’t ask you to hold back, now did I?” I pressed my palms flat on his rock-hard abs to balance myself as I tilted my hips forward and back, slowly riding him. I was so wet that his cock glided smoothly between my lower lips, and it felt amazing.
Jase jack-knifed to a seated position, nearly knocking me over in his haste to grab a condom from the nightstand. In seconds, he was sheathed and grabbing me by the hips, holding me in place as he thrust up into me in one smooth motion.
I cried out and placed my hands slightly behind me so that I could clasp his muscular thighs as he moved.
He shifted his hand so that he could rub my clit, and I bucked as the touch sent a jolt of electricity through my body.
“Play with your tits, darlin’,” he demanded hoarsely.
His eyes were laser-focused on my chest as I obeyed his command, cupping my breasts and tugging on my nipples the way he had done just a few minutes ago.
It wasn’t long before he took over, pulling me down to him so he could lick and suck on them while he fucked up into me. I braced my hands on his shoulders as I circled my hips again. His thrusts grew frantic, and he reached for me again, holding me still as he pounded into me from below.
I gasped his name as my pleasure built, then screamed as my orgasm hit. He followed just seconds later, bellowing my name and gripping my hips so tightly that I knew he would leave small bruises behind.
Once I could control my shaking limbs enough to move, I lifted myself off him and flopped down onto the mattress. He did a slow crunch to sit up, his abs rippling in a way that made me drool.
“I’ll go start the shower, darlin’. You’re gonna join me, right?”
I nodded, watching as he got out of bed and crossed into the bathroom. The man really did have an incredible ass. Pale compared to the rest of his tanned skin, but still incredible.
I waited a minute or so to let the water heat up, then roused myself and wandered into the bathroom.
Jase had just finished brushing his teeth, and I did the same, then asked him to step out for a second.
He looked at me questioningly, and I gestured to the toilet. He just continued staring at me in confusion.
“I need to pee, Jase,” I said in exasperation. He just shrugged and told me to go for it.
“Not with you in here!” I was appalled at the very idea.
“I won’t look, for Christ’s sake. I’ll even get in the shower and turn my back.” He reached for the shower door, and I stopped him, grabbing his arm and shoving him out of the bathroom. He started laughing as I slammed the door in his face. I sat down and did my business – or tried to anyway.
“We just had sex, darlin’. Again. I’ve seen, and touched, and tasted just about every inch of you. You can’t possibly still be shy with me.”
“I can’t do this with you talking to me,” I complained, and he laughed at me again but at least he stopped speaking.
Once I’d finished, flushed, and washed my hands, I opened the door, unable to meet his eyes. My cheeks felt like they were on fire.
“You can come in my mouth, but you can’t pee with me in the room?”
“Oh, shut up,” I mumbled, ignoring his laughter as I stepped into the shower. He got in behind me and shut the stall door, and I immediately ducked under the water to start the process of washing my hair. The fact that it hid my flushed face was just a bonus.
“Elvis was hiding in the corner when I walked into the bathroom. I think we scared him with all that noise,” he joked.
A thought struck me, and I whirled around in horror, brushing my wet hair out of my face to stare up at him.
“Do you think anyone heard us?” I gasped.
“Unless they went deaf overnight, then yes.”
I slapped at his soapy shoulder and told him to be serious.
“It’ll be fine,” he sighed. “There aren’t any rooms that share a wall with this one. In fact the closest rooms are around the corner, and they belong to the prospects.”
Somewhat mollified, I reached for my shampoo, but Jase stopped me, then cradled my face in his hands. “Lauren, I can’t do this anymore.”
My heart sank and I closed my eyes, not wanting him to see the pain I was sure would be reflected there. He was ending this…now…just minutes after cuddling, and having sex, and teasing me, and making me fall for him even more.
I was so busy trying not to let my emotions spiral that it took me a moment for his next words to register.
“I don’t give a fuck who knows about us. In fact, I want them to know. I don’t want to hide this anymore…I never did. I only agreed to it because you seemed to want it that way.”
I gaped at him as he dipped his head and kissed the tip of my nose. We were so close that I could see tiny droplets of water clinging to his eyelashes. I was so stunned that I was momentarily incapable of speech.
His grip on my chin tightened ever so slightly. “I know you might not believe me, or be ready to hear it, but – ”
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him, and it took him a second to react before he gathered me close and kissed me back. Warm water streamed over us as we shared slow, deep kisses, before I pulled back to take a breath.
“I don’t want to hide it anymore, either.”
We stared into each other’s eyes as our smiles grew, and before long, we were both laughing.
“I’ve spent the last two days trying to figure out how to tell you that. I can’t believe I did it in the fuckin’ shower,” he muttered before kissing me again. He shifted and bumped his elbow on the tiled wall, then cursed under his breath.
“I’m gonna step out and give you room to finish up. I definitely prefer the bigger shower at your place,” he said, giving me a pat on the butt.
I quickly ran through the rest of my shower routine, then partially dried my hair and wrapped myself in a towel. Stepping out into the bedroom, I caught Jase’s eye, and he let out a whistle.
“Those legs of yours are sexy as hell, darlin’.”
I did a little curtsy, then grabbed for the towel as it started to slip. I walked over to the dresser and pulled out a bra and pair of panties. They didn’t match, but I didn’t figure Jase would mind too much, since he was more interested in what was under them.
“I fed Elvis, but he’s been giving me major side-eye. We’ll need to shut him in the bathroom the next time,” he grinned.
Jase watched with interest as I got dressed, then told me that he ordered breakfast for us from the diner while I was in the shower.
“It should be here in about ten minutes.”
We walked into the common room to find Uncle Bill slowly hobbling out the front door, with Sinner right behind him and King telling them to let him know what they find out.
“Where are they going, Prez?”
King glanced toward the door and grimaced. “Viking could barely get out of bed this morning because his back is so jacked up. Lucky had to help him down the stairs and Sinner’s draggin’ him to see a doctor whether the old fart likes it or not.”
“I should go with them, Jase,” I said, but King shook his head.
“No, sweetheart. Viking wants you to stay here at the compound.”
I sighed, hating that my uncle was more worried about me than about himself.
“He’ll be OK,” Jase whispered in my ear, then rubbed my back soothingly. King arched his brow as he studied us closely, then his lips tilted up in a slight grin before he turned and went back to his office.
“I think he’s on to us,” I whispered back. Jase just snorted under his breath and led me to a table.
Our breakfast arrived a few minutes later, and as soon as we finished eating, I went back to the room to prepare my notes for the chapters that I wanted to get recorded.
Jase decided to work out in the small gym in the basement of the clubhouse, and returned to the room three hours later, hot, sweaty, and shirtless.