by Simone Elise
“Our bed,” she corrected me.
I nodded my head. I’d never shared a bed with someone before. “Our bed.” I kissed down her neck.
“I don’t know how my brothers will feel about you moving in,” she mumbled, her eyes closed as I slowly kissed down her body. She was enjoying this, and that is exactly what I wanted. I wanted her to enjoy me touching her.
“Couldn’t give a fuck how they feel about it,” I said in between kissing over her breast.
“It is their house.”
“If it really is a problem, I’ll just buy a house and you can move in with me.”
Her eyes went wide. “Wait, did you just say move in with you?”
“What’s wrong with that?” I frowned, seeing her startled expression.
“We’ve been back together for a matter of an hour and you want me to move in with you?” She said it slowly, like I was stupid or had said it by mistake.
I nodded my head and stopped kissing her. “So, if your brothers really have a problem, you’ll move out?”
She looked at me gobsmacked. “You are serious?”
“Come, Amber, what’s the difference between me moving in here and us getting a place?”
“Nothing, I guess.” The startled expression slowly eased on her face. “I guess I just didn’t expect you to want that. Crashing here is one thing, moving in with you, well, that’s a bit more serious.”
Actually, when she said it like that… “You’re moving out.” I wanted serious. Her moving into a house I owned. I wanted that. “I’ll give you a few months here while you pick a house, but that’s it.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Pick a house!”
“I want you happy.”
“I’ll be happy here.”
“Let me re-phrase that. I want you happy in our house. A house you’ve picked.” I went back to kissing her. “Say yes sweetheart.”
“I, um, well…”
“Just yes, Amber. You’ll pick a house.” I wanted her to relax again and close her eyes, but I don’t think she was going to do that until we sorted the house issue. “You have a month to pick and a month to move out” I said, making the decision for her.
She opened her mouth to argue, but sighed. “You really want that? Me living in your house?”
“Yes, and it will be our house.”
“I guess I don’t get an option.” She smiled. “Because of the rule that says you are always in control and your word is law.” She arched an eyebrow at me.
I smirked. “Good girl.” I went back to kissing her, “Now, I want you to relax.”
“I don’t relax.”
“You did before.”
“My guard slipped. Won’t happen again.”
“Amber,” I said her name as a warning. If she wanted me to tell her off, I would. “Relax.”
For some reason, I had a feeling that was the last thing she had been doing. She hadn’t been taking care of herself and I was going to correct that, starting now.
I pulled my boxers off and moved in between her legs. I was going to take her slow, at first. “You still on contraception?” I asked, hovering near her; one push and I’d be in her.
“Injection.” She opened her eyes. “You still not fucking randoms not shielded?”
“I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
She frowned. “That’s impossible.”
I shook my head. “I told you I love you. Every woman they threw my way, I just pushed away.”
“Who threw your way?”
“Your brothers.”
Her face melted in understanding. “Well, I’m still on the injection so we are safe.”
“Two years.”
She frowned. “What?”
“In two years you stop it.”
“The injection?”
“Yep. I want you having my kids and in two years, I think we’ll be ready.”
She looked at me in shock. “Are we seriously talking about kids now? First, we are moving in together and now you are telling me in two years you want to have children with me?”
“I want to have as many children as I can with you.” I was about to thrust into her, but first, we had to agree. “Two years, you stop all contraception?”
“You want to have children with me?” She repeated herself like she hadn’t heard what I’d just said.
“As many as I can.”
“You are serious.” Finally, she’d picked up on it.
I kissed her lips quickly “Two years?”
“I’ll be twenty.”
“Perfect age.” I kissed the top of her breast, wanting nothing more than to push into her.
She looked me in the eye; I was serious, she knew that now. She nodded her head. “Ok, two years.” She took a staggered breath in. “Next, you’ll be proposing.”
I smirked. I was going to propose to her, but not tonight. I needed to get her the perfect ring. Something made just for her finger. Yeah, the jeweler was going to love seeing me and the amount of money I was going to throw down to make sure it was one of a kind.
“You ready sweetheart?” I kissed her cheek and she slowly nodded her head. I pushed into her slowly, in no hurry. We had all night.
God, she was warm. I knew every curve of her body as my hand explored her again. Her breasts were made for me. I locked my lips at the base of her neck. Sucking on her, I started to pick up speed. She was meeting every thrust; even though she was running on no sleep, she was enjoying this, nearly as much as me.
“You ok?” I pulled my mouth off her neck; she had her eyes shut and was doing what she said she didn’t do - relaxing.
“With you, I am.” The words just coming off her lips. I knew it was the truth as soon as she said it; I could hear it in her tone.
“You happy if I pick up the speed?” I said, not automatically doing it. I was happy to go slow with her. Her body was exhausted, and I had to factor that in. She had traveled nearly twenty hours and, from the looks of it before that, she hadn’t exactly been resting.
Her eyes opened and the sweetest smile spread across her face. “You’re in control, remember?”
“You aren’t too tired?”
Her lips parted just as I thrust into her harder. “No, not now. Fuck me like you are never going to again.”
“That’s never going to happen.” I was never letting her go again. Her days of traveling overseas were over but if she wanted it hard, I’d give it to her hard so I started to thrust into her harder. Watching her face as her lips twitched up, I knew she was getting exactly what she wanted.
“You like that sweetheart?” I went in deeper; the whole going slow thing disappeared now. I wanted her panting. I wanted her coming. I needed to hear her moan my name. I kept going deeper into her; faster. I could feel her clenching around me. She was close, and seeing her face, I decided on a new rule.
“Another rule,” I said as I thrust into her, “You come when you’re told.” I could feel she was so bloody close. “Like now!” I growled.
“I can’t.” She was out of breath, her back arching. “I can’t,” she repeated.
“You can!” I thrust harder into her, feeling her slowly clench around me. She was ready to burst. I just had to get her over the edge. “And when you come, you say my name.”
I increased our speed, knowing what she needed. I felt her walls clench around me, her face melt in pleasure; I’d got her there. My name coming off her lips as she finished. She was breathing sharply, her arms locked around my neck.
“Good girl sweetheart.” I kissed her forehead. “That is exactly what I wanted.” Every night. I wanted to see that look on her face, and hear her say my name as she came.
“I don’t think I can do that again,” she said, out of breath, basically still trembling around me.
“Yes you can sweetheart. You’re going to be doing it again in a few minutes.” I was going to make her come over and over again. I started picking up my pace, seeing she was recovering. I didn’t want he
r to recover completely. She was sensitive; I knew that as my hand slid off her breast and between her legs.
“No…” her hand shot out, as if she knew what I was going to do. “I can’t take any more.”
“Do I have to remind you of the rule that says I’m in control?” I growled. I thrust into her deeper for defying me and she moaned, loving everything I was giving her. “You’re mine, remember?” I gave it to her harder.
She took her hand off mine. “You’re going to kill me.”
My fingers explored her sensitive skin, and she arched her back as soon as I touched her. I smirked. She was going to come again, whether she wanted to or not. I could read her body. I knew when to tell her to come. Like right now, as she started to shake.
“Come on sweetheart, open that mouth of yours.” I kissed her clamped lips. She was keeping it all built up. “You ready sweetheart?”
She shook her head.
But her body was ready. A few sharp pumps, and she would explode again.
I picked up my pace, “Come Amber.”
She shook her head, fighting it.
I thrust into her harder, feeling her walls clenching. “Start moaning, or I’ll drag it out.” I took her nipple in my mouth and my warning didn’t fall on deaf ears; she moaned as soon as my mouth touched her. “You ready sweetheart?”
She nodded her head, breathing sharply. “Just don’t make me wait any longer.”
She was waiting for me to tell her she could. I smirked. She really did listen. When she wanted to. “Come for me,” I whispered in her ear, and I felt her tremble around me again, bringing her forehead to mine, as she panted and my name came off her lips again. “I’m never going to get sick of hearing you come or seeing you come.”
“You’re going to kill me. Remind me again how many times is mandatory?”
“Twice.” I kissed her lips. “But, tonight, we are going for three.”
She groaned. “Can’t you be happy you got me there twice?”
“I want to set a good record. One I can try and beat every night.”
“This! Every night!”
I smirked. “Yeah, sweetheart. Every night.” I pulled out of her and flipped her over. She was on her knees when I entered her again. “Now, are we going to set a good record, for our first night back together?”
“One to really mark our relationship starting again?” She kneeled, sitting up, and I placed my hands over her breasts.
“Yeah, one that is memorable.”
“I think three would be a benchmark.” She turned to look at me, with a smirk on her face. “But I want to know what your personal best is.”
“Oh sweetheart you shouldn’t have challenged me. You’re going to regret that.” I picked up my speed, easing her down, my hand running up her back.
“I think I already am,” she said through gritted teeth.
I kissed her shoulder. “I’m aiming for six.”
She groaned. “God, that isn’t possible.”
“Now you come when I say, and you say what?” I said, picking up speed again.
“Your name,” she said, getting breathless.
“Which is?”
“Jax.”
“I want to hear it louder this time.” I didn’t just want her moaning it, I wanted her screaming it.
“What if someone hears?” She said that like it would be a terrible thing. She also said that like that was the reason she had been keeping her mouth clamped shut.
“I don’t give a fuck. Now I want to hear it louder.”
“You really want everyone to know you are fucking me?”
“Yes.” My fingers started to tease her nipples. “I want you screaming Amber.”
“You’ll have to make me.”
“Awe sweetheart, you shouldn’t have said that.” I laughed; she was going to regret that. She really shouldn’t be setting me challenges.
Chapter 48
Amber
I don’t know how long I slept for, but it felt like a lifetime. I dragged myself out of bed. I wasn’t even mildly surprised to not see Jax here. I think I had slept most of the day away and I couldn’t even check the time because my phone was downstairs.
Last night. The memories hit me hard and fast. It was unexplainable. I didn’t expect Jax to keep one word he said last night.
I pulled on my sports crop top and shorts. Yep, no way he would be thinking the same today. I walked out of the bedroom with my headphones.
I jogged down the stairs.
“And what do you know, she is awake,” Adam greeted me at the bottom of the stairs and then frowned at me. “Are you about to do exercise?”
“Yeah, morning run, it’s my routine.” I walked around him and headed for the couch.
“It’s after four in the afternoon,” Adam said, and I shrugged; so much for a morning run. Well, an afternoon run was just as good.
“That thing hasn’t shut up,” Cole pointed to my phone like it had been annoying him.
“You could have turned it off or woken me.”
He scoffed. “Not according to the King.”
“What’s that meant to mean?” I looked between them.
“Jax wanted to make sure you slept. He also wanted me to tell you he had to leave but will be back.” Adam rolled his eyes. “He acted like it was life or death that you knew where he was.”
“More like our lives depended on her getting his message,” Cole snapped. “Guessing you two are back together?”
“I’m not answering that, but I am going for a run.” I backed out of the room.
“It’s the middle of the afternoon and it is hot out there.”
“I can take the heat.” I gave them a firm smile. “Now I’m going for that run.”
“You used to be allergic to exercise.” Cole crossed his arms. “What changed?”
“Tae got me into it. It’s meant to help with my temper,” I explained, and lit up my phone; numerous missed calls from Tae. He was the only one that had my new number.
“I’ll message you my new number,” I said to Cole and Adam, but was more focused on Tae’s messages. He needed me. “Maybe that run will have to wait,” I mumbled. I was being summoned.
“So, who are you with? Tae or Jax?” Adam asked, sounding hopeful for the latter.
Why had he always supported Jax and I?
“I don’t know.” After last night, I didn’t know if Jax had been serious, or if he had just missed me enough to make all those promises; like repeating he loved me and each time he did, it knocked down one of my walls.
It made something start beating again, that I had thought was dead - my heart, but if he was the one to help me get my heart back, he would also have the power to destroy it again.
Leave me like this again. A barely functioning, autopilot machine, but last night I hadn’t been on autopilot; no, he brought out a side to me I thought was dead.
He gave me faith again.
“I thought you were going for a run?” Adam asked as I headed for the stairs.
“Can’t. Tae needs me.” I walked up the stairs and then paused. “Can you pass on my new number to everyone?” I gave a pointed look to Cole. “Including Jax.”
“What is with you, taking him back?” Cole barked at me and walked to the bottom of the stairs. “He isn’t faithful. He will never love you and you can do better!”
I knew all these things. I didn’t need him reminding me of them.
“I know all those facts.” I walked up the stairs and Cole decided he would follow me.
“He will always put the club first.” Cole wasn’t going to give up. “You will always come second. No sister of mine is a man’s second thought! You need to come first Amber.” He followed me into the bedroom, his arm wrapping my upper arm. “Don’t go back to him.”
Didn’t he get it? Didn’t anyone get it? I didn’t get a choice! I don’t know why. I couldn’t explain it if I wanted to, but Jax pulled me in. Everything about him. He had me. I used to think Blake was t
he love of my life. Well I learned I was wrong.
Jax was the love of my life. He was the only man that ever made me feel like this. He broke my heart to pieces; to the point I still wasn’t sure if I had a beating heart.
But here I was, up and willing to fix what I had left with him.
“I need to get changed. I have to go see Tae,” I said, opening my suitcase. I had left most of my things in England because there was one fact I had left out with Jax. Tae wanted me.
He had groomed me to take over here, but I think his feelings of respect and admiration grew into something more.
“Tae seems like a good guy, why not pick him? Or any man apart from Jax?” Cole said, not giving up.
“Tae is a good guy but if you really knew him, you wouldn’t be pushing me to him.”
Cole crossed his arms. “Is he dangerous?”
“Yes.” That was putting it mildly. “I think more dangerous than Jax.”
“How can a software designer be more dangerous than the King of the underworld?” Adam asked, walking into the bedroom and then sitting on my bed.
I groaned. Looks like they both weren’t going to give up.
“It’s a front. Look I have to change.” I ran a hand through my hair. “Come on guys. I need to go. Do you have a car I can borrow?”
Cole didn’t look like he was giving in. “When you get back, will you explain what you mean about Tae being dangerous?”
“I literally can’t.”
“Why?”
“Because he could have me killed. That’s the type of serious it is Cole. I would get a hit on my head if I shared one detail about him.”
“Like we would let that happen.” Adam said getting up. “We can protect you from everything.”
“This, no-one can protect me from. You can’t protect me from the walking dead.” The walking dead is what we called silent killers. I was part of the walking dead. Tae had trained me to be part of his silent killers.
I knew what I was a part of so I knew they couldn’t protect me from Tae if he wanted me dead.
So I couldn’t tell them who Tae really was and I could never tell them what I was involved in.