by Penny Blush
It was an apology of sorts, I let my body say what I wasn’t ready too.
I tipped my head back letting the water flow over my face, soaking my hair. I ran my hands through my hair squeezing out the excess water then I summoned my courage and looked up and into his eyes. His gaze intense like he was trying to read my mind, looking into my soul to find what he was looking for.
I kept my eyes on his as I reached out and ran my hands up over his chest. My fingers sliding over his pecks, gliding over the contours of his broad shoulders to the back of his neck. I looked deep into his eyes massaging the muscles at the base of his skull feeling some of the tension leave his body. Memphis reached out his fingers stroking up and down my thighs, teasing over my hip bones before snaking around my waist pulling me to him. I gasped as the lower half of my body touched his.
He was so hard, I wanted nothing more than to feel him slide inside me, fucking me into oblivion. But, this wasn’t about pure release this was about reconnecting.
“I love you,” I whispered going up on my tip toes to kiss him.
It was a soft, sweet kiss, just lips nothing sexual, it was a show of love nothing more. I lowered myself back to my feet and placed my ear over his heart listening to the steady beat. I just held him as the water rained down on us, his heart keeping time with my own.
“Sweetness,” he murmured his voice rumbling in his chest. I looked up into his two-toned eyes that held so much love and emotion. “Kiss me.”
This time when I went up on my toes he met me half way. His arms tightened around me as we kissed. I broke the kiss looking into his eyes, my fingers brushing through his beard.
“Kiss me.”
His hand slid down my body squeezing my ass and making me gasp and he took the opportunity, his tongue seeking mine. We kissed slow and sweet but no less passionately as we rocked and swayed dancing to the beat of our hearts.
He hadn’t touched me anywhere except my hip’s thighs and lower back. I was already so turned on. I knew it wouldn’t be long before the orgasm, I could feel building just from the kiss and his intense gaze, would explode through me.
He rested his forehead against mine just holding me, studying me trying to figure me out. Every breath he took caused his chest to graze my hardened nipples. My body tingled all over heat pooling low in my belly.
“Kiss me.”
My lips met his as I reached between us taking his steel hard cock in my hand stroking it a few times making a moan of his own growl in his chest. His lips didn’t leave mine, his tongue dancing with mine as his hand slid down my leg gripping my knee raising it to his hip. His hand returned to my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh making me moan.
Memphis didn’t move to touch any more of me than he already was, as we kissed. I pumped his cock, wanting more, needing more. I wanted all of him. I wanted to taste every inch of him, feel every inch of him. I needed to make up for the last eight weeks.
I needed to make up for all the hurt and pain I caused him.
There was so much that I needed, but right at that moment I needed him. I needed to feel. I needed release and in a moment of selfishness, needing more for myself, I stroked his tip through my folds and around my clit whimpering with need. I kissed him with more intensity, more urgency using the hand at the back of his neck to pull him closer.
I ground myself against his cock wanting more. Demanded more. I needed to feel him, all of him, inside me, filling me, making me whole again. His hand left my ass and looped under my knee lifting it up higher as his other hand came down over mine pumping his cock. I worked my hand free from his and took his face in my hands.
“Memphis, please I need you,” I begged breaking the kiss.
His gaze locked with mine as I felt his tip line up with my entrance. His eyes flared and with one quick hard thrust he filled me, and my orgasm tore through me as I screamed his name. He didn’t move his eyes locked on mine as my walls pulsed around his cock.
As the waves of my release ebbed, Memphis moved inside me. I whimpered in protest as my pussy clenched and heat flared through my body as a new more intense orgasm built. I lay my head back against the tiles and closed my eyes just allowing myself to feel the connection between us.
“Eyes,” he growled. I opened my eyes for half a moment before closing them again as wave after wave of pleasure built in me again. “Eyes,” he growled again. “I want you to look at me. I want to see the look in your eyes as you cum.”
As if on command I did, another more intense orgasm rolled through me as I draped my arms around his neck no longer able to hold myself up. Memphis wrapped both my legs around his waist as he thrust harder into me.
“Memphis, Baby I don’t think I can,” I moaned. “Not again it’s too much. It’s too intense.”
“You can. You will,” he demanded. “It has been too fucking long since I’ve had you. Since I’ve been inside you. Since I felt you cum on my cock, so Jupiter Riverworth shut the fuck up, kiss me and cum now!”
The demand in his tone, the force of his words, the way his lips crashed into mine and the powerful way he thrust into me made me shatter. The world stopped. Everything went white as his eyes bore into mine and in that moment, I felt the connection as deep and strong and as intense as I have ever felt anything in my life.
Right then I knew I hadn’t lost him, I hadn’t ruined us.
In a rush of sound, emotion and pure pleasure I re-entered my body. His name tore from my lips in the most intense soul shattering orgasm of my life. Memphis kept thrusting into me increasing the power and strength of my orgasm. Moments later Memphis roared my name as he came, his release so powerful it triggered another in me. We clung to each other as we rode out the aftershocks of our pleasure. The only sound in the room was the sound of the water hitting the tiles and our calming breaths.
“I love you Baby Girl. Now, always and forever.”
We made love again with me sitting on the cold marble vanity in the bathroom, in the kitchen, in the bedroom, against the wall in the hallway. Hardly speaking we just felt. We spent the entire day just being with each other, wrapped in each other’s arms loving each other and just being.
It was sweet, loving and beautiful.
I should have known it wouldn’t last. It was just the quiet before the storm.
Chapter 57 Memphis
I let her have her day.
She needed it, we both did. I didn’t want to ruin her first day back with a fight, so I gave her a day. I text Jax telling him I was out for the rest of the week. I asked him to reschedule my appointments and that if anyone came anywhere near the apartment, they were dead and fired.
We spent yesterday sleeping, making love and just being with each other. Apart from the odd conversation about needed sustenance or sleep or a blanket we hardly spoke all day.
It was perfect.
I let her have her day.
But now I would have mine.
She was still suffering the effects of the jetlag, it was the only way I could get the jump on her. I expected her to wake as I tied her to the bed. I wanted to make sure she wouldn’t run. I had been sitting on the end of the bed in nothing but a pair of loose boxers watching her sleep.
Part of me wanted to shake her until she woke up, so we could have it out. The other part just wanted to watch her sleep and forget about having the inevitable fight. It was inevitable. She needed to understand just how pissed off and hurt I was. We were a team. My job was to protect her as much as hers was to protect me. But I couldn’t do my job if she didn’t let me. If she didn’t tell me what she was doing or where she was going.
I know she did it to protect me to protect our family I get that, but it was the two of us, now always and forever. I was not going into a marriage with lies and secrets and lies hanging over us.
Hedge stirred, moved to stretch noticing that her hands where restrained. Instinctively her hands wrapped around the bounds and pulled testing their strength, but the silk ties didn’t give. Her ey
es sprang open now awake, and she scrambled to sit up her back slamming against the headboard as she looked around panicked.
“Calm down Baby Girl, you're safe,” I informed her.
“Oh, my God Memphis what the hell?” she hissed pulling on the restraints.
I was trying hard not to notice how the sheet dropped as she sat up. The sheet only just covering her lap or the way her breasts bounced and moved as she struggled. My brain might have been trying to act like a mature adult, but my dick was acting like a teenager and well aware of every move she made.
“Memphis if you wanted to add bondage to our sex life don’t you think it is a conversation I should be involved in?” She snapped pulling at the restraints again.
“Is that right?”
“Yes, damn it! You need to include me in conversations about things that involve me. This is definitely not something you can decide for me.”
“It’s not fun is it?” I asked softly.
“What’s not fun?” she asked looking confused and pissed as hell.
“Not being included in important discussions. Being left out of discussions that affect you too.” I raised an eyebrow at her and saw realisation cross her face as she lost her fight slumping back against the headboard.
“Memphis untie me please.”
“Are you going to run?” I asked teasingly.
“Memphis don’t make me have to break my thumbs to slip these restraints because you know I can and will. Now untie me,” she demanded.
“Jesus Christ no need to go all ninja badass on me. I just wanted to get your attention,” I said untying her.
“You well and truly have it,” she snapped snatching the tee out of my hand I offered her.
She yanked it over her head, grabbed a pair of panties from the dresser and stormed into the bathroom slamming the door. Ten minutes later she came out of the bathroom fresh faced and her hair pulled up into a messy bun.
“If you wanted to talk, you could have just said so,” she said leaning against the bathroom door crossing her arms.
“I didn’t want it to get put off. We need to talk.”
“And you thought tying me to the bed was a good way to start that conversation,” she raised an eyebrow at me.
“It went down a lot better in my head,” I mumbled.
“I bet it did,” she said barging past me.
“Where are you going?” I demanded.
“I need coffee and you need a shirt,” she huffed storming off in the direction of the kitchen.
I did as my goddess commanded and threw on a tee and followed her into the kitchen. She was standing against the counter staring out the kitchen window waiting on her coffee and toast. She is so cute when she’s pissed. I walked up behind her wrapped my arms around her resting my chin on her shoulder.
“I’m not talking to you,” she huffed.
“Morning Baby Girl,” I said kissing her cheek.
“Don’t even,” she grumbled even as she melted back against me.
“Morning Baby Girl,” I grinned kissing her cheek again.
She harrumphed turning her face away from me.
“I’m sorry I tied you to the bed.”
“No, you’re not,” she said pushing me with her butt. “Not even a little bit.”
“True,” I agreed turning her, so she was facing me. “Good morning Hedge.”
“Nuh-uh,” her voice was lighter.
“Good morning Jupiter my love.”
“I love it when you use my name.” She smiled against my lips as I gave her a proper good morning kiss. “Good morning Baby.”
We made breakfast and sat across from each other at the island bench both agreeing we shouldn’t be within touching distance while we talked.
“Baby Girl I don’t know what pissed me off more yesterday, you not letting me pick you up from the airport or the fact I came home, and you weren’t in our bed.” I started things off with something slightly less important.
“Okay so with the pickup thing. There were a few factors I hadn’t considered when I said you could pick me up,” she said setting down her coffee cup. “I was just so excited to be going home I wasn’t thinking. You wouldn’t have been able to pick me up from the airport or any airport because I didn’t fly commercial. I didn’t leave the country on my passport or any passport really, so I couldn’t re-enter on a passport that didn’t leave the country. There would be too many red flags customs and border security would pitch a shit fit and I would be in jail right now instead of in our kitchen. By then it was too late to tell you, it wasn’t something I wanted to leave on a message or a text.”
“Okay right, that makes sense,” I conceded.
“Also, I had been through four different countries. I had changed my outfit and look so many times. I had been on so much public transport and hidden in trucks, a boat and two planes, trust me I was more than disgusting.” She shuddered at the memory.
“Baby Girl, you're beautiful to me no matter what, even when you are all sweaty from a run, I still think you're beautiful.”
“Baby trust me we would have been all over each other from the second our eyes met. We would have been ripping our clothes off and fucking right there and then and it would have been gross not sexy and romantic.”
“Baby Girl,” I started.
“No Baby, I wanted to be clean and pretty and sexy and romantic for you. I’m sorry that I didn’t let you know I was coming home. I wanted to surprise you.”
“You did.”
“I know I should have come straight to you, before going upstairs but after almost forty-eight hours of traveling all I could think of was a shower, washing my hair and clean clothes. I ruined it, I’m so sorry Memphis. I ruined our reunion. I ruined everything.”
“Jupiter please don’t cry,” I begged when I saw tears gathering in her eyes. “I’m sorry I was such an asshole. I was just a complete fucking mess when I saw you and I thought this was just one more decision you made without me. I had been left out of so much over the last eight weeks, hell even before that, from the time Morningstar went to that church. I have been left out of so many important choices that affect us, our life and I just shut down.”
“Memphis, I’m so sorry,” Jupiter sniffed but our conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Then our entire day was derailed.
She opened the door and was lifted off her feet in a bear hug from Jax as the rest of the crew pushed their way through the door. Cass and Bear going to the kitchen, arms full of bags with enough food to feed a horde preparing to make breakfast for everyone.
As she was only wearing one of my tee’s and a pair of panties. I extricated her from the group, throwing her over my shoulder and carrying her back to our bedroom. Despite our guests we took longer than was decent to get dressed unable to keep our hands off each other.
We spent the day with our friends catching up, laughing, eating and drinking. By seven that night we were all seated around the fire pit talking shit. By eight jetlag had caught up with Hedge again and she passed out curled up in my lap using my shoulder as a pillow.
“Jetlag’s a bitch man,” Jax said poking Cassidy in the ribs getting her to stand so he could. “We’ll leave you to it Memph, so you can get her to bed.”
Jax walked around and placed a kiss on the top of her head and Cass gave me a kiss on the cheek. Bishop and Davis followed suit saying their goodbye leaving us alone with Bear.
“Are you heading off to Bear?”
“Yeah Boss but I wanted to wait until the others had left because I want to give you something,” he said leaning forward resting his elbows on his knees.
“And what’s that?”
“Here take this.”
Bear reached into his pocket and pulled out a key. It was an old vintage looking key, brass thick and heavy. Bear tapped it in his palm a few times before holding it out.
“What’s this for?” I asked turning the key over in my hand.
“I have a cab
in in the woods up near Bear Lake. I thought you two could use some alone time to work shit out.”
“We’re fine,” I muttered rubbing my hand on Hedge’s back.
“No, you’re not. She hasn’t even been home for twenty-four hours and we have taken up a bunch of that time, there is no way you guys could have talked about all that happened. It’s not going to happen either with all of us around, so take your girl and head to Bear Lake and sort it out.”
“Bear Lake? Really?” I smirked, taking the key from him.
“Yeah, really.”
“Thanks Bear, I think that would be a great idea.”
The next morning, we got up early packed, and went to the cabin in the woods. We stayed at Bear Lake for a week, just the two of us without interruption from the guys dropping in.
The cabin was a beautiful hand built wooden building that comprised a combined kitchen/dining/lounge room. Two bedrooms and a large bathroom that had a soaker tub that looked out over the woods and lake. A wide veranda wrapped around the cabin and it was heated by a large open wood burning fire.
Coming to the cabin had been a great idea and exactly what we needed. There was no TV at the cabin, so we had to entertain ourselves which meant that when we weren’t naked, we talked.
Our conversation went everywhere.
Jupiter explained what happened from the time she snuck out in the middle of the night to the time she came home. She explained everything although I was certain she had left a lot of details out.
Once again, she thought she was protecting me.
We fought, we yelled, we screamed at each other and we cried. But no matter how much we argued we agreed we would not go to bed angry.
We may have had the biggest fight of our relationship, but we spent just as much time laughing, teasing and loving each other. Making sure we went to sleep and woke up letting the other know how much they were loved.
We played board games, went on hikes, sat by the lake, watched the sun go down wrapped in each other on the veranda. We had sex, we fucked, and we made love. I didn’t think there was an area of the cabin we hadn’t had sex in or on. I for one wanted to stay at the cabin forever and just forget the world.