Page 44 of The Biker's Second Chance
I keep his face locked in my hands, “let me tell you what you did Spike. You protected me. You trusted me. You were rightthere with me. You're the reason I got through that at all. In one piece. Whole." My words are soft and I can see they are hitting their mark. He's softening up.
"I should've tried something else. Hell I should've knocked that asshole Zed head off."
"And then all of us would have either wound up dead or still in that mall as hostages. We did the right thing." I swipe my hand down his face.
"Are you sure? I mean don't you hate me?" Spike stares at me trying to gauge my reaction.
"Spike, I promise you all. Hate is the last thing on my mind when it comes to you. I'm so proud of you." I lean forward and press a kiss to his lips. He moans and kisses me back.
Instead of backing away, I press forward a little more. I want to feel all of him.
I deepen the kiss and Spike grabs hold of the back of my neck. After a second, he pulls away.
"No we can't. I can't. You just went through some fucked up shit. I'm not going to take advantage of you."
I sigh a little frustrated that just my words aren't enough to put his mind at ease. That's okay, I've got more tricks up my sleeve.
I stand in front of him, and slowly untie my rob to show him my body. "And what if I want to take advantage of you?"
Spike's mouth drops open as I display myself for him. "Please, don't fucking let me hurt you. I won't be able to live with it. Won't be able to live with myself."
"You could never hurt me Spike. When I'm with you, all I feel is complete. Perfect. Loved."
He groans and stands to reach for me. He holds me close like he never wants to let me go. "You are. You know that don't you. I don't care what's happened between us, you are loved."
The frog makes another appearance in my throat. "I know, Spike. So are you." I whisper right as he leans forward and presses his lips to mine.
Once again, my body lights up like christmas time. Every time we touch it's like this. Every single time.
"Please, Spike. I need you tonight. Don't make me sleep alone."
"You can be wherever I am, forever." Spike answers as he slowly backs us up to the bed.
When the back of my knees hit the edge of the bed there is no hesitation. I don't feel strange or uncertain about what's about to happen. All I feel is safe and wanted.
I drop down but before Spike has a chance to follow me down to the bed I reach for his waist.
"No, Jayne, I'm supposed to be taking care of you right now." He tries to stop me from what I'm doing but I grab his arm and push it away.
"You're going to let me do it. I need to show you. Let me." He groans softly and finally drops his hand.
I pull his pants down and he quickly kicks out of them.
I almost forgot how pretty his dick was. When we were together, sucking him off was one of my favorite things to do.
I moan as I lick my lips and lean forward. I take him into my mouth and he groans loudly, letting his head fall back.
Seeing him break apart for me makes me feel even more powerful.
I need this and he knows it.
It's only with his touch that I'm going to heal from what happened today.
CHAPTER 23
I’LL MAKE LOVE TO YOU
SPIKE
