For the first time since we had her, we were letting Crystal keep her overnight. She had been hounding us since day one to get some bonding time. Tonight, she was finally getting her wish. It was Axel’s birthday, and the club was throwing a huge party.
It had been in the works for months. The other chapters were also joining in for the festivities. Tech wanted to miss out on the party, but I really wanted to go. Since my attack, I had been stuck here. Even though I hadn’t been kicking up any dust about staying in, that didn’t mean I was content. I needed some adult time desperately.
When I voiced that to Tech, he readily agreed to attend. I had accepted whatever rules he set out to keep me safe with no hesitation. Now, it was his turn to let me have a little fun. It would be completely safe since the party was held right here on the compound.
He also let me invite Oscar. We hadn’t had a chance to spend time with each other. He was a hair stylist with a long list of clients. He spent the last two weeks out of town on a magazinephotoshoot. I was happy my friend was now opening different avenues in his career, but I missed him.
Viper came by the house this morning to let Tech and me know that he had spoken with Crow, the president of the Tennessee chapter, and Razor, the president of the Louisiana chapter. With our approval, he let them know about Tech and my relationship. He didn’t want anyone stepping foot on this compound who was against us. I was grateful the club was standing fully behind us, even if it meant cutting ties with the other chapters. Thankfully, it didn’t come to that, according to Viper. He said Crow and Razor seemed offended that we would think they were so close-minded.
That simmered my nerves a bit. I had been asking Tech for this for years, but now that the moment was here, I was a little scared.
“Okay, we’re going, but remember, if she gets too cranky, call me. I don’t mind coming back,” Tech replied as he watched Miracle with uncertainty.
I giggled because I knew all too well how hard it was for parents when they left their baby for the first time. It was like cutting the umbilical cord all over again. Crystal was great with the kids. Miracle would be no different. She was already completely in tune with Crystal as she reached up for her face, vying for attention.
“Tech, bye. I’ve been doing this for almost thirty years. I know what I’m doing.” She shut the door right in our face.
“Well, damn. How is she just going to take my baby like that and kick me out?” he asked me.
“Babe, you know how she is. Crystal is always kidnapping all the kids around here. Miracle will be no different. Get over it.” I giggled and interlocked our fingers as we made our way down the porch.
“I know that, but she also has Jenny there tonight. I just don’t want to overwhelm her.”
Doc had assisted in carefully moving Jenny from the infirmary to Crystal’s home for the night. With a big party going on, there was no way she would get a peaceful night of sleep staying inside the clubhouse.
I halted our steps and palmed his face. “Jacob, Crystal offered all of that. Plus, the hospice nurse is staying the night along with Debbie, Nova, and Violet. That is more than enough people to assist with all the kids. Can we just have one night to be stress-free?”
His eyes softened as he leaned forward and pecked my lips. “You’re right. It’s just all of this is so new. I’ll do better, though.”
“Jacob, you’re doing great, baby. No one is saying you can't be concerned, just… relax when the opportunity presents itself. That’s all.”
“I can do that.”
We resumed our walk home with our fingers locked. When I walked into my room, I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. We had three hours until the party started. Right now, I just wanted a hot shower. Miracle spat up on me three times today.
“Can you help me wrap my cast?” I handed over the waterproof cast protector to Jacob.
He grabbed it and made quick work of securing it to my cast. Once it was on, he helped me out of my clothes. He watched me hungrily, causing a lump to form in my throat. It had been so long since he was inside of me. Now that we were alone, I craved him.
Jacob held my hand, leading me into the bathroom. Opening the shower door, he turned on the water and started stripping out of his clothes. With each particle of clothing that left his body, I got harder and harder. Jacob was in the same boat as I was.
Silently, he led me into the shower, pressing my body against the glass shower. His left hand gripped my cheek while the other held on to my hip. Our hardened lengths were pressed together. Jacob bit his lip, staring at me with so much intensity that a whimper escaped my lips.
“Jacob,” I whispered, pulling him closer.
“Shh,” he cooed. “I’ll take care of you.”
He stepped away from me, and a frustrated growl rumbled in my throat. Jacob raised his brow, his expression dominant. This was the part of Jacob that I loved. While most might describe him as shy, quiet, or reserved, I got to see the commanding side of him. In the bedroom, he was fully in charge, and I yearned for it.
“Who’s in control, Dimples?” He slowly stalked toward me until he was towering over me.
“You are,” I said breathlessly.
He wrapped his hand around my dick, squeezing lightly. A moan left my lips before he took his hand away. “Okay, then. If I say I’m going to take care of you, then be patient and wait. Understand?”
“Yes.” I nodded vigorously. I was beyond turned on. He could always find a way to get me worked up. I was painfully hard, but I knew in the end I would be rewarded with an intense orgasm.
First, he washed his hair and then mine. I practically purred when his fingers massaged my scalp. After he washed the soap out of my hair, he grabbed his soap and scrubbed his body. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Suds dripped down his perfect, muscular, and tatted frame. Our eyes were locked the entire time. There was so much sexual tension in this shower. I wanted to skip all this foreplay and have him inside me right now.
