Page 111 of Puck It!

My devious laugh rips, "Oh, no, I can control myself, mister handsy can’t."

His hand in a quick pace slaps up between my legs before he grips my pussy in his hand, "That’s fucking right, I will touch what’s mine, whenever I want."

I rock my hips, my eyes turning seductive with my smile, "Just remember what’s mine too."

His fingers press into me more before he rubs against my clothed covered lips, pulling his hand away.

"Get on this bike before this whole day gets cancelled." He growls before he slides his helmet over his head, starting his bike.

Still giggling, I slide my helmet on, before I swing my leg over and settle behind him. He pulls from the garage, and I lean into him wrapping my arms around his upper waist, and my knees squeeze into his sides.

I don’t know how long we ride for, but with Jax’s phone keeping the GPS on, guiding us through our new home, we see so many new sights of the city we now live in.

Until Jax get’s to a more royal area. The open road ahead, I have my visor cracked I can smell the freshness in the air. Reminding me of home on the mountain, my spot. I squeeze Jax tighter, feeling that missing feeling of my dad and his hand slides over mine laying against his chest, lacing his fingers through mine.

"You alright?" He asks.

"Yeah, kind of reminds me of home."

"Was just thinking the same."

He squeezes my hand tighter and we continue to ride, the hum of the bike almost putting me to sleep leaning against Jax’s back.

It really gives you that feeling of being free, like you can breathe, and right now I need to breathe, not really big on surprises and Kenny has me wondering and worrying. I think I worry he is going to offer me something I can’t resist, and that will cause a problem with Jax and I.

But then again, I also worry, he will offer me something I can’t resist and I have to chose between it and Jax. But I pray whatever this is, it doesn’t take my happiness.

I haven’t had this long enough yet; I’m not ready to give it up.

With a little more exploring, we make our way to the café Kenny asked me to meet him at.

Jax parks his bike out front and we both slide our helmet's from our heads. I flip and fluff my hair fixing the helmet hair while Jax puts his hat back on, of course.

As we walk in, I see Kenny in the back corner, so I make my way to him. Jax’s hand resting on the small of my back, guiding me through the café.

"Had to come all this way to talk to me Kenny? Must be big?" I tease Kenny, getting right to it. I hate surprises, and my heart is pounding in my chest right now. And I know Kenny. This isn’t something fucking little.

"Damn, the older you get the more you remind me of your father; Sit down; Shit." he growls, always Mr. Fucking Grumpy.

I snort but I listen and sit down. I slide into the booth as Jax and Kenny greet each other with their handshake and head nods.

"We are going to eat first then go for a walk, I want to show you something." Kenny states as he continues to look at the menu.

"Seriously Kenny." I huff.

"What I’m about to tell you Macie, stays between the three of us." Kenny gives me that threatening hard stare before his eyes dart to Jax.

Feeling Jax grow beside me, feeling that threat as he sits taller in his seat adjusting himself, before he leans back.

"Calm down." Kenny chuckles seeing the tension in Jax, and I slide my hand over his thigh, reassuring him it’s okay.

"I’ve been on the go since your show. I want to sit here and eat a fucking meal before I talk business again; But I’m serious, what I tell you needs to stay between us, per your father." Kenny lifts his brow before his eyes are back on the menu again.

My stomach rises to my throat, what the fuck did he do; as much as I try to calm myself, my heart continues to pound in my chest.

The waiter takes our order, only ordering an extra expresso coffee as big as they have, preferring it to be something stronger.

"Kenny, all due respect, I’m about to be sick anticipating what you have to say. Can you spit it out?" I spit out, I can't take it anymore.

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