Page 100 of Jester

“I feared sex. I know I’ve been subtle on the topic, but I was really scared. Now, I’m over that.”

“Are you?” I ask as her fingers wrap around my cock.

“I can’t promise I won’t flip out in the future. My brain doesn’t always submit to my requests. But I feel like I’m going to love riding your cock as much as I do my motorcycle. So, yeah, that fear’s gone, too.”

My ability to speak ends as she strokes my cock. Adjusting in bed, Talon slides her fingers under my balls and gets me nice and hard.

“I want you behind me,” she says, turning around and sticking her lovely ass in the air. “I know it’s you. I’m not afraid.”

On my knees, I kiss down Talon’s back. My fingers skim her old scars. My mind doesn’t immediately flash to how she nearly died. Instead, I think of how strong she is to have survived.

With one hand, I slide my cock between her wet folds while my free hand teases her nipples before settling on her clit.

Talon doesn’t flinch when I enter her. She never asks me to slow down, even as I pump wildly inside her hot, tight pussy. I hear her sighing at first, breathless and soft. As her orgasm nears, her voice gets throaty, louder, more insistent.

Her body soon rocks with the orgasm and my unrelenting thrusts. My fingers remain tender, seeming detached from my wild hips and demanding cock.

My balls beg to release, but I hold on longer. Talon eases down from one orgasm before quickly revving up to another. I tease her nipple at the same rhythm as her clit.

“Jester,” she says, full of desire.

I take great pride in her pleasure. Talon trusts me completely. Not so long ago, my touch sent her into a panic. Now, she moves with the confidence of the Talon I knew before the rape.

Her second orgasm is too much for me. I can’t deny my need any longer. Coming hard, I wrap my arms around her body to steady myself. I lean into her soft hair, inhaling the scent she loves because it reminds her of me.

Talon collapses on the bed and rests on her belly. She glances back at me and smiles.

“I was right to love you.”

Settling next to her, I smile at how easily she says those words. Her walls are completely down. That’s why I’m nervous to fuck up. Talon’s got nothing to protect her heart except me.

We talk in bed until dinner time. I hate to leave my place or share Talon. But routine is a big deal at the Sanctuary.

Walking over to HQ, Talon has a bounce to her step. I grin at her relaxed nature. I don’t usually make anyone feel happy. I’ve been scaring people since I was a boy. But Talon feels right at my side. We make sense in our own weird way.

As soon as we walk inside, I feel eyes on us. That’s how it always is, but I still sense we’re on display.

“Let me go brag before we eat,” Talon says, leaning into me. “My bang-hole needs applause.”

Talon heads over to her friends’ table, where Aqua, Jelly Bean, Dire, and Ominous sit. She must say something about her pussy because the women all look at it before their gazes turn to me.

Ignoring their applause, I head over to Papa Bear’s table, where Blunt sits with his woman and kid. He looks up at me in that dazed way he has about him.

“I’m going to have a new vest made up for me,” I tell him as his woman—Care Bear—peeks at me from under her dark hair. Their boy smiles at me. He looks like his mom and wears little kid glasses. I force my face to grin back at him, even if I feel weird with all these people watching me. “One that doesn’t say ‘Road Captain’ on it.”

“Are you sure?”

“No reason to change things up. You’ve owned the rank all these years.”

“No reason to rush. You’ve only been back a week or two, right?”

I feel Papa Bear watching me. They all are, even if they pretend they aren’t.

“I’ve got my focus on other things now. This is how I want it.”

Even though Blunt nods as if he gets me, I also notice he looks to Papa Bear for permission to agree.

“Jester knows his mind,” Papa Bear announces to the table.

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