by C. M. Steele
“Yes, please, Jackson, please. I’m so close.” I spank her on her ass, lifting her off of me, and onto the chaise. As soon as her back hits the cushion, I’m buried deep inside, thrusting into her womb, ready to mark her pussy all over again. Her legs wrap around my waist, while I fuck her. “I’m coming,” she cries out, biting on my shoulder. Damn, the way she comes undone destroys all control. I can feel her release coating down my shaft as she clenches her sweet cunt. I pump into her one last time, hitting her deep and freezing there, shooting jets of cum where it belongs. Our mouths connect in a rough and breathless kiss.
“Wow, ready for our shower,” I ask, rocking my constantly hard cock into her.
“Mm…” she moans with closed eyes and a sleepy smile. I reluctantly pull out, kicking off the rest of my clothes and shoes. Then I take my worn out, Penny and carry her to the bathroom.
“Penny, it’s time to make you all shiny again.” We shower together, and although we don’t fuck in the water, I left my mark all over her skin, working her into a needy frenzy for my cock. By the time we hit the bed, I’m on top of her claiming her all over.
Chapter 20
Penny
I have all the treats baked for dessert, and I’m really nervous. I know that I’m an amazing baker, but it’s still scary presenting it to new people and have to see them again. They’ve had my treats, but I left before they had time to react. And tonight’s dinner at the clubhouse with a bunch of bikers and their family is a big deal.
I run upstairs to get dressed because this is a big deal. I’m meeting everyone in the crew. I’ve only met a dozen of them, and it usually was in passing. Of course, I was looking good except when the fuck messed up my face.
I find a note on the mirror. When you’re ready, meet me in my office. I smile and finish getting pretty. I’m wearing a pair of dark jeans with my boots on and a long sleeve loose, a light pink blouse that hangs off one shoulder. After spending an hour curling my hair, it falls into the perfect waves. I finish up my look with a little mascara and lip gloss that stays for sixteen hours. Now, I’m ready.
I open his door, and he’s standing there looking fucking sexy as hell as he looks up from a file on his desk. He closes it without taking his eyes off of me. Walking around the desk, he rushes to me, and I find myself being kissed until neither of us can breathe and have to break apart.
“Well, talk about a greeting,” I say breathlessly as my pussy soaks my panties.
“I’ve been waiting in here for an hour,” he whines as if he couldn’t find me and claim what he wants from me. Damn, I’m so worked up, if he even touches me down there, I might come.
“Why? You could have found me.”
“No, we don’t have time for what I want to do to you, but there’s something I want you to wear.” He reaches down to the desk and grabs a large box. I open it and see it’s a biker jacket. It says Property of Jackson with the Steele Riders’ logo in the center. “I don’t expect you to wear it all the time, but I don’t like the idea of you not having it.”
“I love it.” I pull it out of the box and slip it on. When I look back at him, he’s down on one knee.
“I love you, Penny. I know that everything we have here means that you want to spend the rest of our lives together, but I want to make it official. And you my sweet beauty deserve to be asked. Will you marry me, Penelope Banks?”
“Yes, of course. Yes,” I cry, tears immediately stream down my face. He slides a pink diamond on my finger, and I break down even more. He knows it’s my favorite color. I love that he went out of his way to get it.
“Please don’t cry. I don’t like that shit.”
“I’m happy, Jackson,” I try to explain, but he’s still staring at me like he’s scared. I decide that I know what will work. I throw my arms around his neck, clasping onto his hair and pulling his mouth to mine. He growls and lifts me up into his arms, pushing me toward the door. He carries me to the living room and stops. He sets me on my feet, earning a scowl from me. I felt how hard he was for me.
“We don’t have time.” He looks at his Movado and says, “We’re already late, but I couldn’t leave not letting everyone know you belong to me. Trust me when I say I want to eat you out all night while you come on my tongue then let me bury my big fat cock into your sweetness until I fill your womb all night long.”
“Fine, then help me get the desserts, and we can go,” I huff, spinning on my heel and heading into the kitchen. He’s hot on my heels. I stop abruptly just to have him run into me.
“You’re asking for it, little girl.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Depends on whether you want to walk around all night with my cum between your thighs or not.”
“I thought you said we didn’t have time.”
“We don’t, so it’s going to be fast,” he grunts out as he tugs at his jeans. I do the same to mine sliding them down, but he stops me and bends me over the counter. “We don’t have time.” His fingers slip between my thighs, stroking my pussy from front to back, repeatedly. “Fuck, you’re soaked. Is my future wife ready to be claimed?”
“Yes, please,” I beg, shivering with need as I pop my ass back up in the air, he stands behind me, replacing his fingers with the head of his cock, slowly rubbing along my clit. I’m shaking because I’m already on edge. “Please, Jackson.”
He leans forward with his cock just inside my entrance, then he whispers in my ear, “Tell me what I want to hear.”
“I love you, Jackson. I love you so much,” I confess. He slams into me, burying his cock so deep inside that I have to catch my breath.
“Marry me,” he utters along my pulse.
“Yes,” I moan.
“When, Penny?” He asks, sucking on my neck, tipping my chin to take my lips.
“Tomorrow,” I whimper as he pumps in and out, thrusting faster and faster.
“Fuck, I’m going to come in your womb. Are you ready to give me my child? I can’t wait to see you swell with my kid. No one will doubt you’re mine. Come for me, Penny.” He grabs my hair, pulling as he fucks me.
“Yes, yes. I’m coming.”
“It’s so fucking sexy to see you wearing my patch. You belong to me. I’ll love and treasure you forever,’ he roars. I can feel his cum shoot deep into me as I nearly black out.
He helps me fix my clothes before tucking himself away. We both went to wash up before heading out. When I got out of the bathroom, I see my man has added his vest to his plain white tee. Damn the man could wear anything and look sexy as hell. I almost wish I was on the back of his bike tonight.
“Stop eyeing me like that girl. I’ve got to get some food into you, and these sweet-smelling deserts don’t count.” He takes the three boxes of desserts in his arms. “Lock up, please.” I hit the code as we close up and open the trunk of my SUV for him. I have a special rack to protect them, so we’re taking my vehicle.
“I’m driving.”
“You told me that already,” I grumble. “Men.”
“Sorry, sugar, but I just want you to be safe. If some shit goes down, I want you to be protected.” I kind of forgot about the threat from Coleman.
“Okay.” For the rest of the short drive, I can’t take my eyes off the side mirror. I swear there was a car following us, but it dipped off right before we got a block away from the clubhouse. The gates open and there are several guys standing guard. The rest of the lot is full of bikes and trucks, but no one is outside.
We get out and go around to the back of the truck. I have the open and close button on the bottom of the trunk which makes things so much easier when my hands are full. “Are you ready?” he asks, taking my mouth in a hungry kiss before grabbing the boxes of treats.
“Absolutely.” Terrified, but I’ll keep that to myself. I have to remember that I’m Jackson’s woman and no one in there can intimidate me. “Um…you didn’t tell them about…”
“Coleman? All of them know about it.”
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bsp; “No…about…the other thing.”
“Are you worried any of those fucks in there are going to judge you because you have a reading issue?” I nod. “Don’t. No one in there knows. And even if they did, there’s nothing wrong with it. It’s not something you chose, right?”
“Of course not.”
“Well then, it’s not your fault. Just be the normal and sweet woman I fell in love with.”
“Thanks, Jackson. It’s just these people are family to you.”
“Yes, and now they’ve all been bumped down behind you and any kids we have. Come on. My brother’s standing at the door waiting.”
“What’s up, Boomer? Couldn’t wait for desserts?”
“Nope, you were taking so long, we thought something happened. Now come on, the crew needs a formal introduction to Ms. Banks.”
“To the future Mrs. Jackson Steele,” Jackson corrects him.
“Wow, congratulations.” Boomer hugs Jackson in one of the those tight, but half open guy hugs. You know like they are afraid their junk will bump into each other. Boomer pulls away and then wraps his arms around me in a big hug, getting a growl from his brother. I giggle then he lets me go. “How you like it, asshole?”
“He’s just mad whenever Crystal’s nice to me,” Jackson exclaims, scowling at his brother.
I have three brothers with wives. I call bullshit on that, but before I can say so, Boomer argues, “You flirt with my wife.”
“Not anymore. Besides, I only do it to piss you off.” I knew it. They all do it to each other to best the other. And when the one found their woman, the other would do the same. I just laugh it off.
“Sometimes you men can be real boys,” Crystal says, walking up to us. You can’t tell, but she’s pregnant. Jackson says that they got together in August or something like that and moved like lightning fast in their relationship—even faster than Jackson and I. “Holy shit,” she squeals the second she spots the rock on my finger. “Yay!” She hugs me, too, making me blush in embarrassment. I haven’t gotten along with many other females. I definitely haven’t had any close friends. They at times seemed more vicious than the guys.
“Come on, I don’t want to be standing out here so open,” Boomer states, looking around.
“Of course,” Jackson adds, taking the boxes while Boomer lags behind us, letting all of us go in first. Are they really that worried about Coleman? I can’t believe just one guy is that much of a danger, especially for these big badasses.
We step into the low-lit main room. Several long tables are set up on the sidewall with food, and a couple of small tables with sofas are in the center. It reminds me of a massive living room where everyone is just hanging out. Everyone’s eyes gravitate toward us. I recognize, Blade, Doc, Beast, and Boss, but I don’t know the rest.
“I’m going to take Penny to meet the girls,” Crystal says, hooking her arm around me. She’s got her own jean jacket with her patch on it. There are three ladies standing off to the side when Morgan is pulled back into her husband’s arms and kissed senseless in front of everyone. A cheer erupts as well as a couple laughs.
“Damn, Mick, you know that her brothers are right here.”
“She’s my wife, so they can fuck themselves.” Crystal shakes her head at him.
“OMG. I’m so glad we finally get to hang out properly. I’m sorry I forgot to tell you Jackson was my brother before. I know he gave you shit at the party. I could kick his ass for it too.”
“Jackson groveled enough. And I don’t doubt you’ll try to beat him. He’s told me a lot about you.”
“Uh oh,” Mick says. She gut-checks him with her elbow, but he’s ready for it, and her move barely hits him.
“I’m Sammie. I’m Doc’s sister.” She sticks her hand out, and we shake. “I manage the movie theater, so if things ever get settled, maybe you can drag Jackson along to a movie.
A cute girl with a black and maroon pixie haircut sticks out her hand. “And you know my brother, Blade. I’m Roxie.” I shake hers as well.
“It’s so nice to meet all of you. Both your brothers are pretty awesome,” I confess to Roxie and Sammie.
“Don’t let Jackson hear you say that. He may be ready to kick some asses,” Roxie warns me.
“Whose ass am I kicking?” he grunts, sliding up behind me. I release an inescapable moan, feeling his strength wrapped around me.
“I said I think Doc and Blade are awesome.”
“Yeah, you keep those thoughts up, I’m going to kick their asses,” he teases. I swat his arm, but he just squeezes me tighter. “You’re mine.”
“That I am.”
“Go play with the boys, us girls need to talk. We have a wedding to get together.” Morgan shoos away Mick after he steals one more kiss. “And take him with you,” she adds. Jackson grumbles and goes with.
We all chat about this, but like I tell them right off the bat is that my mother is going to want to be involved as well. “That’s great. I can’t wait to meet her.”
“Yeah, maybe we can meet with her soon because I know my brother isn’t going to wait.”
“Right, I’m sure of it. But with the drug cartel lurking, I don’t know how much they are going to let us roam without their men watching us,” Crystal adds. What cartel?
My mouth gapes open, and I’m struck by the realization that Coleman isn’t the reason these guys are going batshit crazy over my protection. They have a much bigger threat ready to attack. They must be the people who attacked Mick. I didn’t get a full detailed account, but I heard that he was shot.
“Shit, I’m guessing you didn’t know,” Morgan whispers, looking at me nervously.
“No, I didn’t. I assumed the protection was for the jackass that attacked me.”
“Don’t worry. The guys won’t let anything happen to us.”
“I’m not worried, but I wished he would have told me. It seems like an important thing to tell me.”
“True. Kick his ass later,” Morgan adds punching her fist. I laugh, she’s a feisty little thing.
“Maybe I will. Either way, let’s forget about it. I want to have a fun time.”
Chapter 21
Jackson
Today’s the grand opening of the bakery, and it’s just two days from Halloween. I love my girl, and she’s excited about her big day. The shop came together faster than she expected, and we had everything installed the day after all the paint dried. I can’t wait to buy something from Miss Penny’s Cupcakes and Sweets. Then I want to have a taste of the baker’s personal sweets made just for me.
I go to the door, and there’s a long line outside the door. I walk around back and sneak in with my own keys and code. “Hey, what are you doing here?”
“I came to wish you luck, sugar. Did you think I’d be anywhere but here?”
“I’m nervous, Jackson,” she says, biting the edge of her bottom lip. I pull her to me, spinning her around and taking off her apron. I wrap my arms around her waist with my hands splayed over her mound. “Jackson,” she moans.
“Are you nervous now?” I whisper against her ear. A shiver runs through her, and a sigh escapes her as I lower my fingers, dipping under her skirt. “Tell me, my sweet Penny.”
“No,” she whimpers.
“Do you want to come?” I bite her lobe. She nods, nearly crying out, but I pull back. The door to the back opens, and her new assistant comes in.
“Woah, did I walk into something? I can come back.” Roxie throws her hands up. I shouldn’t have started shit with Penny. I know this isn’t the time or the place to fuck. I just can’t keep my hands off of her.
“No, Roxie, you can come in,” I say, kissing Penny’s cheek.
She scowls at me. “Don’t you have to go to work, Jackson?” she asks angrily.
I smirk at her, loving how cute she looked with that heated pout. “No, baby. I’m here for the next hour at least. I’m so proud of you. The line is around the corner.”
“Let’s do this,” Roxie say
s, looking at her watch.
“Yes, let’s do this.” Penny smiles and steps out into the storefront.
She turns the closed sign to open and unlocks the door. Both of us step outside, while Roxie holds the door open. “Welcome everyone to Miss Penny’s Cupcakes and Sweets. Please come in.” the crowd cheers and follows us inside. Penny moves behind the counter and directs everyone to the several mini cupcakes she has on display for tasting.
Moans and orders are taking place all around the shop as people take turns tasting then ordering. Within the hour, the crowd has dispersed, and most of the treats have sold out. “Wow, girl, you’re going to have to make a fuck ton more.”
“Well, it won’t always be that way. This is the first day. All these people came at once,” Penny argues. And she’s probably right, but who knows. She could make the whole town diabetic with her confectioner’s gift.
“Sugar, you did amazing. I knew you would. The prospects will be close by, but it’s time for me to go. I fucking love you, Penny.” I pull her in and kiss her when someone opens the door.
“Can’t keep your hands off my daughter in public?”
“Mr. Banks, good morning,” I mutter, pulling away from Penny.
“I’ve got to get to work. Remember I’m only two doors down.” I kiss her once more, but this one is just on the cheek, then I make my way to my new office. I miss her already, but I need to get my own office running. I barely make it there, when Cyber calls. “What’s going on?”
“We got movement on the cartel again. They’ve made their presence known in the next town over in a big way.” I listen as he explains. The town isn’t as small as ours, and they have their own group of enforcers. This was their warning to us that to keep our eyes peeled for anything shady moving in. With all of us running the town, most of these fucks can’t actually move in, but they sure as fuck can cause trouble.
“We need to keep an eye out on this, but they’ve already learned not to mess with us.”
“I’ve already got the cameras facing the roads out of town. If these bastards drive through again, we will notice. Some of the prospects are taking turns looking at them every other hour.”