Quiet Country (Satan's Sinners M.C. Book 2) (8 page)

Jacey: For making you feel like you aren't good enough.

Bear: I don't get it.

Jacey: Get what?

Bear: Why you close up at the clubhouse why you're so guarded.

Jacey: I can't talk about it.

Bear: Fuck Jacey!

Jacey: There are things I just won't talk about.

Bear: You got to eventually Lil Mama or they will destroy you.

Jacey: I just can't gotta go.

With that I close my eyes and fall asleep, exhausted from the day and that psycho ass woman.

One week later, I fucking miss her. God dammit, I can't fucking help it. I told her I was done, but I swear to Christ, her pussy is platinum. Making myself look like a fucking pussy, I head to her apartment, and I know she’s here because her car was in the parking lot. I knock on her door, and when she opens it, fuck me, she looks good. She has on fucking tiny blue sleep shorts, paired with a thin blue and white tank. She narrows her eyes at me. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you,” I say, giving her a half grin.

"You said you were done."

"I know." I walk up to her, backing her into the apartment. When we are far enough inside, I close the door and flip the lock.

"You shouldn't be here."

“I had to see you." I grip her waist, bringing her hard and fast against my body. I take my free hand, putting my finger under her chin to bring her face up to mine. "Couldn't stay away,” I tell her. Her eyes close and her breath deepens, so I take full advantage and bring my lips to hers, giving her a slow tender kiss, tangling our tongues together. I lift her up and carry her to the dining room table, sitting her down on top of it.

"Bear, we can't do this,” she says, trying to fight against it.

"I gotta have you, Lil Mama. Gotta get in that sweet cunt. Can't think of nothin' else." I pull at the bottom of her top and bring it over her head. "Lift up.” She does as she's asked, giving up the fight because she can't resist me either. "Good girl,” I say, as I pull down her shorts. I lean in, licking at the skin of her neck, she tastes so fucking good, always smelling like fucking strawberries. I reach around and undo her bra, releasing her perfect full tits, and take one hard nipple into my mouth, flicking and sucking it. I move over to the other, showing it the same attention. She lets out a moan and it makes my cock harder than it already was. Hearing the little sounds coming from her is so fucking sexy, it drives me insane. I kiss down her belly, ripping her lace panties from her body. “I'm gonna taste this sweet cunt of yours now." I grip her thighs, bringing her to the edge of the table, and I drop to my knees so her pussy is right in front of my face. Needing just that one taste, I lean in giving her one good stroke of my tongue front to back. I run my hands from her ankles to her thighs, placing my fingers on her lower lips, and spreading her wide open for me. Before I start slowly lapping at her, torturing her by barely letting her feel my tongue, I lay it flat against her cunt, and put just the right amount of pressure to have her begging for what she wants.

"Bear, please,” she begs.

"Tell me what you need,” I say against her hot slick pussy.

"I need more. Please give me more."

"Who’s the one that makes you feel good? Who’s the only one to give you what you need?"

"You, Bear," she starts panting. "Only you. Please make me cum." That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. Applying the pressure she needs, I lick her clit until I have her body shaking. "Bear, yes!” I place two fingers inside her, curling them, rubbing her g-spot. My other hand runs up her body until I'm pinching and pulling at her hard little nipple. Giving it to her just the way she likes, she starts thrashing on the table. I feel her tighten around my fingers, I know she’s close. I keep licking her, but pull my fingers out. I stick my pinky inside her, letting it get wet, then pulling it out. I let her nipple go, bringing my hand back down to her pussy spreading her open once again. I softly put pressure on her asshole, making slow circles with my wet finger. Her moans grow louder then I slowly start to push in as I see her tense up. "Bear?" she questions.

"Trust me, baby, it's gonna feel good. Just relax."

She does as told, so I go back to licking and sucking on her clit. I slowly keep pushing in further with my little finger, and Jacey starts screaming in pleasure, just like I knew she would. She goes back to thrashing on the table, she’s close, and I continue working her clit some more. I slide two fingers into her pussy, working them in and out of her, along with my pinky in her ass.

"Jacey, let go Baby. I got you." Soon she's clawing at my arms, and arching her back.

"Fuck, Bear! Oh! God! Yes!" I don't give her time to come back down.

I get my jeans down around my ankles, slide a condom on, and line up to her, pushing hard and fast into her tight wet heat, hitting her sweet spot inside that lights her on fire. I'm pounding into her when she sits up, taking my cut and beater off. She starts kissing my chest.

"Lil Mama, you grippin' me so fuckin' tight. You’re close again, I feel it. Fuckin' let go."

She does exactly that as she bites down on my chest, claws at my arms, and calls out my name as she comes again. I'm right behind her, grunting and growling out her name into the hair that's covering her neck. I pull out, and go to her bathroom to clean myself off with a warm washcloth then I run one under hot water for her. At least I know she can't dip out when we’re at her place. I carry the washcloth to her, and she’s laying on the table still trying to catch her breath. I run it between her legs, cleaning her up. She has an unusual look on her face. "Jacey, what's wrong?"

"Huh? What? Oh nothing." She gives me a lazy smile, but I know it's fake.

"Jacey, talk to me."

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Then why do you seem distracted?"

"Bear, it's just work. I’m fine."

"What the fuck ever." Why does she always have to do this bullshit?

"Are you fucking kidding? Don't 'what the fuck ever' me." She points to me saying, "You are the one that came over here."

"I swear to Christ, there is somethin' seriously wrong with you. You’re fucked in the head."

"It's time for you to leave." What the fuck is wrong with this goddamn woman?

"You wanna be like that, fine.” I shake my head at her.

"I came over here because I fuckin' missed you, god-dammit. Keep runnin' Jacey! It's what your good at, right? I hope you find what you’re lookin' for and he can treat you like the little fuckin' princess that you are."

I get my clothes back on, continuing, "You are un-fuckin'-believable! You play all these games! What is it, ‘let Bear make me cum then I'll throw him out like the trash I think he is’? You have no fuckin' idea who I am Jacey."

I see tears slide from her eyes, but I can't bring myself to care right now. I slam her door shut and don't look back.

A couple of days after I left Jacey's apartment, I'm out in the garage at the clubhouse putting new custom head lights in my ’87 Chevy pickup. I got Marilyn Manson's
The Dope Show
playing. I have my head under the hood when I feel hands slide up my bare back. I know those fucking hands and they’re not the ones I wanna be feeling. I turn around, and sure enough, it's Morgan.

"What do you want?"

"I wanna show you a good time. You've been out here working so hard on your truck,” she purrs at me, trying to be sexy, but it's not, not anymore.

"I don't have time for you, go on back to the clubhouse."

She runs her hands up my chest. "Come on, Bear. I miss you. First Hanger, now you? Just let me give you a little something." Her hands are at my jeans, trying to undo them, when I hear her.

"What the fuck is this!?" I push Morgan off of me and turn to Jacey.

"I can explain, it's not what it looks like,” I tell her, trying to defend myself.

"Oh yeah?! I think it’s exactly what it looks like. And fuck you very much for that." She flips me the bird, then turns to leave.

"Jacey! Wait!" I yell after her.

"Fuck you, Bear!" she screams back over her shoulder.

I turn and look at Morgan.

“You go take your fuckin' ass back to the clubhouse, and don't ever fuckin' pull that bullshit again. Got me?" She gives me a nod and runs away.

Jacey’s already in her car, pulling out and driving away like a bat outta hell, throwing gravel everywhere. Fuck, I gotta make this right. What the hell was she doing here anyway? I jump on my bike and head to her apartment.

When I get to her door, I hear banging noises and she's booming
This Means War by Avenged Sevenfold
. Shit, this is gonna be bad. She didn't shut the door all the way when she got home, so I slowly open it and go inside. I see her breathing heavily and she looks more pissed off then I’ve ever seen her. She must clean when she’s angry because she’s scrubbing her table so fucking hard I think she might take the varnish off. I don't understand why she's pissed, she's the one that keeps saying she doesn’t have feelings for me.

"Jacey, let me explain." She looks up at me, taking the cleaner in her hand and chucking it at me. I dodge just in time as it almost hit me in the forehead. Damn, she’s got good aim. She goes into the kitchen, and stupid me follows behind her. I see her grabbing dishes out of her dishwasher and putting them away.

"There's nothing to explain,” she says, shrugging her shoulder.

"You didn't see what you think you did." She turns on me and starts throwing fucking plates. I have to dodge left and right so I don't get hit, and she keeps them coming.

"Oh, I know what I saw." When she runs out of plates in the dishwasher, she opens the cabinet and starts throwing those. "Get out! Get out of my fucking apartment, you goddamn asshole!”

"Jacey, let me fuckin' explain."

"There is nothing for you to explain! I already said that, dickface! We got into a fight, you had a whore there, you were about to fuck her, end of story!"

"You’re wrong, Lil Mama,” I say, shaking my head at her.

"I'm not! This is what you do," she pants at me, hands free of dishes finally. “You lie and you cheat." What in the actual fuck is going on?

"Lil Mama.” Her expression softens at the use of her nickname. "I wasn't gonna do anything with her. I told her to get off me. I was about to push her away when you came in."

"Why should I believe you? It's not even really cheating, we aren't together. So you wouldn't even consider it cheating!” she says, as she throws her arms up in the air.

"Did I ask you not to fuck anybody else?" She nods.

"Did I tell you we had a good thing and I wasn't lookin' to find somethin' else?" She gives me another nod.

"You need to trust me, Jacey. I've told you how I feel, you’re the one that won't admit your fuckin' feelings. You wanna know what I think about every day?" She gives another nod.

I slowly start walking over to her as I say, "I think about you, Lil Mama. I think about how beautiful you are, how perfect you are. I think about how good you feel when I'm deep inside you, about your taste on my lips, and your smell in my nose. I think about all the ways I wanna make you come, and how goddamn gorgeous you are when I do. I think about when the next time I get to be with you again is. That, Lil Mama, is what I think about every goddamn second of the day. Those club whores, or any other woman, will never measure up to you. I don't lie and I won't fuckin' cheat. Got me?" I see the tears roll down her face and I place my thumbs on the bottom of her cheeks, slowly wiping them away.

"I got you.” Her voice sounds so small. “I didn't like seeing that. I wish I could give myself to you. Bear, I really do."

"Hey, let's not worry about that right now. Why did you come over?"

"Because, I was going to apologize to you for the other night. I don't know what's wrong with me. I’m always making you feel like shit, then turn right around saying I'm sorry."

"I don't know what's wrong with you either," I tell her as we both let out a small laugh.

"I gotta get back to the clubhouse." I give her a kiss on her lips and she deepens it. She moves over to my neck, kissing, licking, nibbling, and sucking at it. I do the same to hers, as my hand runs up under her shirt, feeling her smooth skin while I work my way up to her tit, massaging it. She breaks from my neck and pushes at my chest.