Page 86 of Charger

Those words send my manhood dancing. I squeeze her waist, jerking her to me until she hits my chest. I look down into her beautiful eyes. “Jules, maybe we shouldn’t. You’ve been through a lot.”

“I need this. I need to wash away the memories of those men and you’re the only one who can do that.” She grabs onto my shoulders. “I want you inside me, Charger.”

Fuck. I love it when she calls me Zach, but goddamn, if hearing my club name like that wasn’t the sexiest thing. I lift her up until she wraps her legs around my waist. Grabbing her ass, I walk us backwards until I hit the chair. I crash my mouth onto hers and sit while she straddles me. She pulls my shirt off her, throwing it across the room. We violently lock our lips together, tongue fucking like it’s our dying wish.

My hands trace every inch of her body, feeling her silky soft skin under my touch. She leans forward and flicks her tongue on my piercing. “Fuck.” I lay my head back as she starts grinding her soaked pussy on my dick. I can feel how wet she is even between our clothing. She unzips the top of my jeans and I lift my ass off the seat. Clutching her against my lap, I pull them down along with the hem of my boxers. We share an intense moment, before I tug her panties to the side, sliding my dick right into her.

“Fucking Christ, babe. You feel so good.” I moan while unhooking her bra. She tilts her head back, her eyes closed, while I gently play at her hard for me nipples.

Then she starts moving on me, slow and steady at first, then faster. I fist her hair and tug her head back even more—sucking, kissing, grazing my teeth on her neck. There’s a twinge of pain on my scalp when she pulls my hair at the top. And it turns me the fuck on even more. Each movement of her riding my dick has me closer to coming right inside her. My hands dig into her hips and I pump harder with each forward motion.

“Oh my God, Charger.” She runs her fingers down her tits, then over her stomach. And I fucking lose it. I feel myself starting to let go.

So close.

As soon as she screams out in pleasure, I release. Stars blur my vision and I can feel her pussy pulsate around me.

When she comes down from her high, she rests her head on my shoulder.

“Damn, pretty girl. I’m never going to get enough of that.”

She chuckles. “And I will never get enough of this.” She wiggles her eyebrows as her fingertips skim down my chest to my abs. I give her a subtle kiss on the nose and she falls into me. I feel her soft skin as I rub my hands up and down her bare back.

“Move in with me, Jules. I’ve been trying to ask you that for a while now.”

Her body tenses and slowly she straightens herself on top of me. “Really?”

Shit. Her face is telling me that might have been the wrong thing to say. Too fast, did she think I was moving too fast?

“Sorry, that was way too fast.”

“No, I mean yes. I mean no, it’s not too fast and yes, I want to live with you.”

I relax, but my heart is still beating like it wants to jump out of my chest. “Yeah?” I smile and she smiles back.

“Yeah, I’ve been away from you for too long and I want to be with you always.”

“Same, Jules.” I tuck a lose strand of hair behind her ear. “We can get a house. Somewhere close to both your bar and my club. Guess I’m turning you into my Ol’ Lady.”

“Sounds perfect.” She smiles.

“Does it scare you?”

She moves back so I can see her whole face. “Are you kidding? I want you to claim me. Own me. Possess every part of me, Charger.”

I let out a growl, because what man doesn’t want to hear that? “I plan on it, babe.”

I lift her off me. “Let’s get cleaned up. Shall we?”

Jules and I spend most of the day in bed together, talking, having sex, talking again, and more sex. I can’t seem to get enough. No matter how many times my dick is inside her, it’s never enough. I reassure her, over and over again, that tonight is a prime example of what my life could be like, but she doesn’t seem to care. She wants us all to be a family, as do I. Nothing can stop that.

We talked about Joe for a little. She cried on my chest over the betrayal. She must be hurting and I can see why. She trusted someone, someone who she thought was like another father figure to her. But since the Skulls promised him a hefty share of cash, the fucker took it. They had Joe keep watch on any activity at the Fallen Star, and wanted him to kidnap her. Then, when he chickened out, they almost beat him to death. And now, now he wants a pass for it. A pass for not going through with it. Yeah, right. Scorpion also found it amusing when everyone turned out to be connected. Jules, me, Venom. Rat bastard. Wherever their former Pres is, we’ll find him. As for Joe? Yeah, deep down, Jules knows what happened to that piece of shit. However, I saved her the gory details. There’s certain things we don’t tell our Ol’ Ladies and there’s a reason for that.

I walk downstairs hand in hand with Jules, to where the guys are waiting. There’s nothing but silence when they see us. I get a look from Chain, telling me it’s time for that meeting. Jules, being the amazing woman that she is, already knows.

“I think I’ll go help Mags with dinner.” She turns, slowly letting go of my hand, but she comes back to stand close to me. “Charger, whatever it is you plan on doing with Venom, I just want you to know that he did save me from Scorpion at one point. Just remember that.”

Jules, my kind-hearted woman, always finding the glimmer of good in people when she can. But Venom, he doesn’t have one decent bone inside his body. Not one. So, whatever we end up doing to him, in the long run, it will never be enough. I run my thumb across her soft cheek and plant a kiss on her forehead.

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