by Cameron Hart
The tub fills up and I turn off the water and gently place Claire down inside. I kneel down beside the tub and grab another washcloth. I wet it and drag it across her skin before adding soap and washing away the dirt and grime. I start at her legs, pulling her left foot out and gently rubbing soap over toes, ankle, calf, and knee. I do the other leg. Then I move to her thighs, moving my hands in gentle circles up towards her center. Claire’s breathing picks up the higher my hands go. I slide one finger into her hot slit. She’s soaked, and not from the bath.
Claire moans, but I keep moving up. That’s not what this bath is about. Hopefully, another time though. I wash her soft tummy and imagine my baby growing in there. Shit, she might already be pregnant. That thought gets me harder than it should.
I continue worshipping and washing her body, taking extra time to caress her gorgeous breasts. I finish washing her arms and shoulders, giving her quick shoulder massage. God knows she needs it.
When she’s cleaned up, I take her hair down and wash that too. I tell her about when I was a kid and my grandma would wash my hair in the tub, pouring cup after cup of water over my head, far more than was necessary, because I loved it.
There’s something so intimate about this moment, me washing her vulnerable body and her letting me take care of her. I strip my clothes off and step in behind her, pulling her close to me.
Claire leans back into my chest and nuzzles her head on my neck. I wrap my arms around her and scoot her further back, so she can feel my hard cock rubbing against her ass.
“What are you thinking about, angel?”
She’s silent for a few minutes, but then I hear her sniffle. I lean back and tilt her head towards me so she has to look me in the eyes.
“Hey, what’s going on, beautiful? Why the tears? I just got you back.”
“I’m so sorry, Jax. I never should have left. You were so good to me and I was scared and angry and I felt trapped and I was so stupid. I thought I’d never see you again…” Her voice cracks on the last word.
I place my hand on the side of her face, stroking her cheek with my thumb.
“Shhh, baby. I love you. I should have listened to you, I should have defended you in that meeting with River. I should have told you more about my life, about how the club works. I want you to know…” I wasn’t sure how to even put this in words yet. It’s all I could think about on the way over here. Having Claire in my arms again was the most important thing in my life.
I take a breath and continue. “I want you to know, Claire, that I would leave the club for you. I heard you when you said you couldn’t be a part of a club that kept secrets. I just want you. Only you. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you.” I rest my forehead on hers. “Please choose me, Claire.”
I can’t open my eyes. I’m not ready to face her answer. But then I feel her lips on mine, her tongue seeking entrance. I open for her and she leads us in the sweetest, slowest kiss I’ve ever had. I take over, showing her how much she means to me, throwing every emotion I have for her in this kiss.
We finally come up for air and she curls up into my chest. One of her hands lazily traces the tattoos on my chest, while my hands circle her waist and draw imaginary shapes across her soft skin. “Jax, I love you so much. I don’t want you to give up the club. When Davis took me back…” She takes a calming breath. “When he took me back, he threw me in The Mercy Room. God, Jax, it was awful. All I wanted was you. I realized all my fears about the MC were based on my insecurities. You and your club have treated me with more respect than anyone at the compound ever did. I’m all in, Jax. I want to know more, I want all of you, if you’ll still have me.”
She tenses up as if I’d actually say no.
“Baby, you don’t know how happy that makes me.” I hold her tight. “I’m never letting you go, you know. You can’t get rid of me now. I’ll always come for you, Claire.”
She nods her head against my chest.
We stay wrapped up in each other till I feel her shiver from the lukewarm water.
“Let’s get you dried off and in bed, sweetheart. You need rest.”
I get out and dry us both off. Then I scoop her up and set her down on the bed, pulling the covers around her. I don’t bother with dressing us, I need to feel her skin against mine. I climb in next to her and wrap her up in my arms, spooning her and pulling her as close as possible into my chest.
“Sleep, my beautiful warrior. You’re safe. I’ve got you.”
Chapter 26
Claire
I wake up tangled in Jax and I already know I want to wake up this way for the rest of my life. He’s still sleeping, and I don’t want to wake him up. I slowly untangle my leg from between his and roll over. I’m almost out of bed when two strong hands grab my hips and pull me back. I squeal and then giggle, falling into his warm embrace.
“And just where do you think you’re going, beautiful?”
He says as he starts placing little kisses on my neck and shoulder.
“I was going to explore your gorgeous home!”
Jax rolls over and in one quick move he’s on top of me, pinning me down, bracing himself above me on his elbows.
“What if I have other plans for the morning?”
“Oh, yeah? What did you have in mi-“
He cuts me off with a kiss. It starts out playful and sweet, but soon turns passionate, almost desperate. Jax consumes me with his tongue, it’s unyielding and I can’t get enough of him. He breaks the kiss and starts working his way down my jaw, sucking on my ear, and then nipping at my pulse point before kissing away the sting.
“I need you, Claire. I need to be inside of you.”
“Yes, Jax. Please.”
He growls and crashes his lips into mine in a wild and desperate kiss. Then he rolls us over so I’m on top.
“Straddle me, beautiful. I want you to ride my cock. I want to see your gorgeous body bounce on me.”
His words make my clit throb. I swing my legs over his and raise up on my knees. I don’t really know what I’m doing and I hesitate for a moment. Jax grips my hips in his warm hands and guides me over his huge cock.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Claire. Whatever you do will be amazing.”
I slowly slide my body down onto his, feeling him enter me one inch at a time. We both groan as I sink down, finally filled up with him.
“Jesus Christ, angel, you feel so fucking good.”
His hands wander up my body, landing on my breasts. He brushes my nipples with his thumbs and they harden on contact. When he pinches them, I start to move.
I let my body take over. I bounce up and down, grinding into him every once in a while. I place my hands on his chest, giving me more leverage to ride him harder. He grunts beneath me, never taking his eyes off me as I ride him.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it. Ride my big cock. Do like when I fill you up? Make your pretty little pussy come for me?
I moan and throw my head back. I feel the orgasm pooling in my belly, my clit throbbing as the ball of nerves becomes more sensitive with every movement. I remove my hands from his chest and lean back, putting my hands behind me on his things. This new angle hits places inside of me I didn’t know I had.
“Goddamnit,” Jax growls. He sits up and sucks my left breast into his mouth, placing his hands on my hips to help me keep pace as I start to tremble.
“Jax! Oh, God, don’t stop, please…”
He pops my breast out of his mouth and licks and nips the valley between my breasts before he latches his mouth on the other, neglected nipple. He licks and teases as my body shakes at his touch.
I feel the walls of my pussy pulsing around him, and I can’t hold back any more.
“Jax! I’m coming, I’m coming…” He bites my neck and I fall over the edge. Every nerve ending is pulsing and exploding with pleasure as he takes over and continues to thrust himself into me from below, fucking me through my orgasm, making it last as long as possible.
I finally come
down, and I feel his still hard cock inside of me. Jax kisses me long and deep, and rolls us over without breaking the kiss. He’s above me now, my legs still straddling his hips.
“You’re so goddamn perfect, baby. So beautiful. I love watching you come.”
Jax He blazes a trail of kisses down my neck, collar bone, and breasts. He licks the underside of my breast, sending an unexpected tremor throughout my body. He smiles, knowing how sensitive I am there.
He begins to move inside me again. Jax pulls almost all of the way out, and then slowly, so slowly, pushes his length back into me. Again, he pulls out, and pushes back in at an excruciatingly slow pace. I can feel every inch of him this way, the velvet skin of his cock massaging the walls of my aching, wet pussy.
He leans down and kisses me, sweeping his tongue around my mouth in an equally as slow rhythm. It’s like he’s savoring me in every way possible.
His forehead rests against mine and his clear blue eyes focus on me. They are so full of emotion it makes me want to cry. This is different than anything we’ve done before. The moment is so tender. I know he feels it too.
“I love you, Claire. I love you so much it hurts sometimes.” He picks up the pace a little, still keeping his movements slow and intentional. I can feel the slow burn of another orgasm building in me.
“I love you too, Jax. I’m never leaving again. Never. I’m yours.”
His eyes fill with tears, but he doesn’t let them fall.
He keeps rocking his hips into me, every part of my pussy becoming sensitive almost to the point of pain.
“Jax, it’s too much, I feel too much, please let me come.”
“I know, baby. I’ve never gone this slow before. Feel this with me, angel.”
He thrusts a little harder, going deeper and deeper. I cry out and grab his biceps, digging my fingernails into his skin. Jax hisses and growls at my touch, moving a little faster. My legs start to tremble and Jax reaches a hand down to rub my clit.
“Oh, fuck, Jax, fuuuuuck. I’m there. I’m there. Come with me, love.”
He pinches my clit and I bite his shoulder, then scream out my orgasm as I convulse beneath him. I come harder than I ever have, completely lost in the sensations of my body. I feel his cock grow impossibly bigger inside of me as my pussy squeezes and contracts around him. I buck my hips and feel him shoot his cum deep inside of me, triggering another wave of ecstasy.
“Claire! Fuck, baby, fuck, yeah.” He growls out, rambling on and rutting into me as he releases rope after rope of cum.
We’re both sweating and shaking from our orgasms. He falls to the side of me and pulls me close, wiping the strands of hair that are sticking to my sweaty face.
“Goddamn baby. Just… Goddamn. Every time with you is mind-blowing.”
“Yeah, love. You’re kind of amazing.” I manage to say while still catching my breath.
“I like that nickname.”
“Love?”
“Yeah. It’s perfect.”
I smile. “It is.”
We stay in each other’s arms for a while, and then Jax convinces me to take a shower with him. So far, it’s a pretty great start to the day.
Chapter 27
Jax
After our shower and some breakfast, I take Claire to the clubhouse. Mia has been blowing up my phone all morning needing to see her “bestie.” Her words, not mine.
I don’t mind. Selfishly, I want to keep Claire by me every hour of every day, but I’m also so happy she has friends and people who love her. She deserves every good thing, and I plan on giving her all of it.
As soon as we pull into the clubhouse, Mia is running outside.
I help Claire off my bike and give her a quick kiss before Mia reaches us. “Love you. Go have fun, ok? I’ll be at the shop most of the day and then I’ll pick you up.”
She nods. “Have a good day, love.”
I give her another kiss, not so quick this time. I can’t help it.
“You had her all night, it’s my turn!” An impatient Mia taps her foot in front of us.
I chuckle and Claire blushes. As soon as I step away from Claire, Mia practically tackles her to the ground.
“Never, ever, ever pull that shit again, Claire bear! I’m serious. I’ll handcuff you to a pole.”
“I could get behind the use of handcuffs,” I say.
Claire’s eyes go wide and her blush deepens. I just grin at her and give her a wink.
“Get out of here with your dirty mind, Jax. She’s mine for the day. Go away.”
“Ok, ladies. I’ll leave you be. Take care of her, Mia.”
Mis rolls her eyes. “Duh.”
I take off and head towards my destination.
It’s not the shop.
***
I get to the jewelers and feel totally out of my element. The phrase, “bull in a china shop” pretty much covers it. I got the recommendation from Stacy. Apparently this little boutique jewelry store has unique, handmade rings.
“Can I help you, sir?” The lady behind the counter asks.
“Uh, yeah. I’m looking for a ring.” Duh. What a dumb thing to say. I’m so nervous.
She smiles. “Well, you’re in the right place.” She’s older, probably in her 60s. She looks like the stereotypical grandma, complete with a bun of gray hair, thick glasses, and a crochet shawl over her shoulders. To be honest, I thought she would judge me being in here, but she looks totally at ease.
“Why don’t you tell me about the lucky lady? Or Fella. No judgement here.”
I smile at her, liking her more and more each minute.
“My future wife is strong and brave, yet delicate. She’s a warrior, even if she doesn’t know it. She’s a fierce protector, but she lets me take care of her. She’s devastatingly beautiful with grey eyes. She’s witty and wonderful and the most precious thing to me.” I don’t know why I said all of that. This lady just drew it out of me.
“She sounds incredible.”
“She really is.”
The grandma stares at me for a minute, lost in thought.
“I think I have a few things in mind. Follow me over to this case.”
She pulls out a tray of rings and I immediately see the one for Claire. The band is rose gold and appears to be braided. One of the strands has tiny diamonds laced throughout. Strong, yet delicate. There’s a medium sized, clear diamond in the middle, which the lady informs me is a pear cut. The bigger diamond is surrounded by smaller diamonds. The accompanying wedding band fits underneath the rounded edge of the bigger diamond like a puzzle piece. It’s perfect.
“I’ll take it.”
***
I reluctantly head to the shop after purchasing the ring. I’m on edge all day, itching to get back to Claire.
I finish up the last job and high tail it back to the clubhouse where I find Mia and Claire laughing and sipping martinis.
Claire sees me and jumps up, running into my arms.
“Did you miss me, sweetheart?”
“Mmmhmm.” She muffles into my chest.
“I missed you too. Are you ready to go?”
She pulls back. “I’m ready to do whatever you want,” she says with a devious grin.
Oh, she’s got it coming alright.
I wait by my bike while she says her goodbyes to Mia. When she gets to me, I wrap my arms around her and pull her in for a kiss. I bite her bottom lip and lick away the sting before devouring her with my mouth. I kiss down her neck, dragging her earlobe through my teeth before nuzzling into the crook of her shoulder and breathing her in.
“Oh, wow, what was that for?” She says, flushed from our kiss.
“Because I wanted to.” I say with a grin.
We hop on my bike and she wraps her arms around me. I will never get tired of having her there.
“I want to make a little pit stop before we head home, ok?”
“Whatever you want, love.”
I smile and squeeze her hand.
We ride out
to the first spot I took her on my bike. The one where she blew my fucking mind by riding herself to orgasm on my bike and then giving me the best blow job of my life. I knew she’d remember the spot.
I pull the bike in and help her off the bike. She’s blushing, no doubt remembering the last time we came here.
“Do you want a repeat performance?” She asks. She’s fucking incredible
“Hell yes, I do. But I want to ask you something first.”
She looks up at me with those stunning grey eyes that get me every time.
“Claire…” Where to start? I should have planned something better.
She puts her hand on my chest, sensing my tension.
God, I love this woman.
I take her hand and bring it to my face, turning and kissing her palm.
“Angel, you fell into my life, quite literally, and nothing has been the same since. Every touch, every conversation, every time I see you, I fall more in love. You are this tough, badass warrior, with a fire inside to protect and seek justice. But you let me in, you let me see the vulnerable side of you and I swear to God I will die protecting those parts of you. I love your playful side, your sassy mouth, your giggles. I love waking up with you in my arms. I love sinking into you and loving you with every part of me, bringing you pleasure and watching you fall apart in my hands. I guess what I’m trying to say is… I don’t think I can live without you and I want you by my side every day for the rest of our lives.”
I kneel down in front of her and see her eyes already watering up. I hope they are happy tears. I don’t know what I’ll do if she says no.
“Claire, will you marry me?” I pull out the ring but before I can open the box she’s down on her knees in front of me, wrapping her arms around my neck and knocking me to the ground.
“Yes, yes, yes!” She peppers kisses all over my face and keeps saying, “yes” over and over.
I could fucking die of pure joy right now. I wrap her in my arms and bring her in for a smoldering kiss.
“Baby, you haven’t even seen the ring yet,” I say once we come up for air.