Desertion

by River Savage

  His grip on the back of my neck tightens as if to ask ‘are you with me?’ My eyes move to his lips, my pulse quickens, and a soft sigh of defeat leaves me.

  “Please, baby, tell me to kiss you before I break my promise and not feel bad for one fucking second.”

  “Kiss me, Jesse.” His eyes search mine for the barest of moments before his lips come crashing to my mouth. I open instantly, my tongue and his reuniting and dancing in sync. His mouth is like a memory and takes me back to when I fell in love with him, when I gave myself to him. Without breaking the kiss, Jesse pulls me closer, stands and begins walking us out of the bar.

  “Wahooo!” the shouts begin from our table, bringing me back to the moment.

  “I called it. Wedding night. Pay up, people,” Kelly yells, revealing a bet at our expense. I don’t have time to feel embarrassed or pissed. All my mind can think about is having Jesse back in my life again. In my heart.

  “Be back,” Jesse breaks our kiss and shouts back at our group.

  “Jesse, this is rude. What if Holly and Sy come back?” I argue, before he silences me with his lips.

  “You heard them. They knew this was going to happen. Even you knew I’d have my cock inside of your pussy before this weekend was over. Don’t deny it, Bell.” He drops me to my feet and takes my hand.

  “Where are we going?” I ask, looking back at Kadence and Kelly waving us off.

  “My cock is so fucking angry right now, if I don’t sink into you in the next five minutes, I’m afraid we are going to have problems.” I giggle at his serious tone. “You think this is funny?” he asks, hitting the elevator call button. I nod just as the door opens. Jesse pushes me in, hits our floor button, then his mouth is on me again. My body molds to him, my leg wrapping around him.

  “Jesus, fuck, I’ve missed your taste,” he groans as he slides his hand up my leg to my thigh and then underneath my dress.

  “I’ve missed you so much, Jesse,” I moan. His lips trail down my neck pressing into my skin and branding me with desperate need.

  “What the fuck?” Jesse’s kisses stop. I look up at him and watch his face in confusion.

  “What?” I ask, playing coy.

  “Is this for me, Bell?” he asks, dropping to his knees for a better view. Holding on to the rail, I look down my body to Jesse. His hands bunch up my dress, his face in line with my freshly shaved pussy.

  “Why aren’t you wearing any panties, Bell?” Dipping forward, he runs his nose along my lower lips.

  “I couldn’t wear any with this dress,” I breathe, spreading my legs wider, desperate for him to touch me. He breathes me in again, but doesn’t part me. Doesn’t run his finger though my wetness to see how much I need him. He just stays kneeling on the elevator floor, his face against my mound.

  “Please, Jesse,” I beg, pushing my hips forward, needing more.

  “What do you need, baby?” He looks up at me, a new wave of arousal shining in his eyes.

  “More, I need more,” I plead. I don’t even care that I’m standing half-naked in an elevator.

  “You want whoever is watching the elevator cameras to see me eat out my woman? You want that, Bell?” Jesse asks. Holy Hell! Yes, I want that.

  “Yesss!” I groan as his fingers open me up, revealing my throbbing center. He blows his warm breath over me, still teasing.

  “Fuck, baby, I missed this pretty pussy.”

  “Jesse,” I complain, the need growing inside of me. If I don’t get relief soon, I’m going to explode.

  “Tell me how much you want it,” he groans, still teasing me.

  “Jesse, if you don’t touch me there right now, I’m going to push you back and sit on your face until you make me come,” I threaten and watch as his eyes narrow.

  “Say please,” he pushes.

  I can see his cock straining against his pants and my need grows stronger.

  “Please, I need it so bad.” Before he can comply, the elevator comes to a stop. With a soft bell ring, the doors begin to slide open. Jesse looks up at me and across his face, a calculating smile takes hold.

  “You’ve got thirty-eight floors to fuck my face and get that orgasm. That’s if no one gets on before then.” He reaches over and hits the lobby button.

  An excitement I’ve never felt before rushes through me and drowns my core. I move my eyes from Jesse and watch the doors close. Before I can argue, Jesse’s mouth is on me. Licking, sucking and tongue fucking me with such ferocity I have to grip the rail harder to stop myself from falling down.

  “Oh, my God!” My eyes find the floor numbers flashing above the door and with each floor we descend my orgasm builds.

  “Please, oh, God, please, hurry,” I beg as the first hot flush starts to build.

  Floor twenty-eight passes.

  Twenty-seven.

  “I need more, Jesse,” I tell him, my hips now pushing into his face.

  Twenty-six.

  Twenty-five.

  The thrill of being caught pushes me further, the anticipation of my orgasm encompasses me.

  Twenty-four.

  Twenty-three.

  "I need your finger,” I beg, knowing I’m close but something is holding me back.

  Twenty-two.

  Twenty-one.

  Jesse’s finger enters me. He groans as he slides in, pushing into me a little deeper.

  Twenty.

  Nineteen.

  Hooking his finger, my hips jolt forward.

  Eighteen.

  Seventeen.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I scream as heat pours over me and my orgasm hits me hard and fast.

  The strongest and most erotic wave I’ve ever ridden moves through me. Jesse hums his approval against me, vibrating my nerves and dragging out my orgasm. Slowing his finger then removing it, his tongue lingers. Small bursts of pleasure still pulsating with each lazy swipe.

  “Oh, my God.” I sigh, looking up at the numbers.

  Six.

  Five.

  “Get up!” I scream, fear now washing over me.

  Jesse stands, adjusts his cock and steps aside before the elevator comes to a stop on level four.

  My breath stops as the door slides open and shows Grant stepping in.

  “Bell.” He stops, looks between Jesse and me, then steps back. I want to hide my face, but I don’t. I turn to look at Jesse and notice his wet lips and chin. He’s wearing the biggest shit-eating grin I’ve ever seen. In my panic, I hit the close door button. I let the doors slide close before turning back to Jesse.

  “Oh, my God, wipe your face.” My hand moves to wipe him clean.

  “Fuck, no.” Jesse’s fingers wrap around my wrist. “That was the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever done. I almost came in my pants.” He dips his head and takes my mouth. I let his taste and mine wash over me as the elevator comes to a stop back on the level we just left. Jesse breaks the kiss, hits the button for thirty-nine and then pulls me against him.

  “Now, I fuck you.”

  Epilogue

  JESSE

  “Yes. Like that. Don’t stop, sweetheart,” I encourage, fisting her hair in my fingers. She moans her pleasure around my cock, the vibrations running through the tip to the base of my balls. “Jesus, baby. I love how you suck me.” I encourage and my balls start to tighten.

  “Mmmh.” She moans again as I watch her move her hand between her legs. Not having any of that, I move her off my dick, turn her around then pull her down so her pussy is above my face.

  “Suck,” I demand, before swiping my tongue through her pink lips. Jesus, she’s wet. Moving my hands to her ass, I spread her wider so I can see more of this perfect view. Her little asshole puckers as I continue to lap at her center. Slowing my movements, I move my tongue towards her ass.

  “Jesse.” She tenses when I blow gently on her.

  “Did I tell you to stop?” I ask, ignoring her apprehension. Her mouth touches the tip of my cock, lightly kissing it before she opens and slides the rest of the
way down. The warmth of her mouth encasing my cock sends a jolt straight to my balls. “Good girl.” I smile, teasing her with small flicks of my tongue. Moving one hand from her ass, I glide my finger into her pussy while my tongue draws circles over her asshole.

  “Hmmm.” She moans again, my finger rewarding her by hooking and finding her G-spot. I feel her pussy tighten around my finger and I know she’s close.

  “Jesus, baby, you better hurry or you’re getting a mouthful any second.”

  This time, she growls before sinking deeper onto my face, warning me to quit talking about it and start working. Not needing to be told twice, I nip, lick, suck and flick. Working her fast to an orgasm. She bucks above me, and with one hook of my finger, she groans her release over my cock. It’s all I need to let go and release my orgasm into her mouth. She sucks harder and licks faster, milking my cock dry. I slow my tongue, while lazily letting my fingers calm her down.

  “You need to do that more often, Bell. I’d be a happy man if you sucked me like that every morning.” I kiss one ass cheek and then the next.

  “Ha! You wish.” She rolls to her side, falling to her back. I come up on my elbow and look up her body. A pink blush coats her skin and a sense of pride washes over me knowing I put it there. That shit doesn’t get old.

  “Move in with me,” I blurt, not thinking before I speak. It’s been a month since Vegas, a month of winning Bell back, of proving to her how much I want her in my life.

  “What?” She looks up at me. Her eyes grow wide as she tries to process what I just asked.

  “Move in.” I shrug, trying to play off my anxiety. Fuck, what if she says no? Ever since I’ve got her back, I’ve wanted more—more time, more connection. Between the clubhouse and her place with Lissy, we barely have a moment alone.

  “Here?” She looks around my clubhouse room, her tone disbelieving.

  “No, we’ll get our own place. I’m done living here. And I don’t like being quiet at your place with Lissy around. I want our own place. You and me.”

  “Are you sure you’re ready for this, Jesse?” She sits up and I follow her.

  “It’s not marriage, or a baby, Bell. It’s you and me moving in, sweetheart.” I try to reason with her. Yeah, I see those things in our future, but I want more of her first. Of us.

  “I know, Jesse.” She smiles. “I just want you to be sure. You know I love you, and I trust you love me too. Where we are at right now, I’m happy. I don’t need anything more.” She sits up, leans forward and places her soft lips to mine.

  “I know you are, but this isn’t about me proving how much I want or love you. I just want to live with my woman.” I pull her forward, dragging her back down with me and let her body cover mine. My woman. Fuck, it feels good to say that.

  “I just wasn’t expecting to be moving so fast, Jesse.”

  “Fast?” I laugh and shake my head. “Jesus, woman. This isn’t fast, trust me. You’re lucky I let you leave my bed.” I’m only half joking. Each day that passes since having her back in my life is another day of moving forward, of letting myself accept my past and be okay with everything. Of trusting her with my issues, of dealing with the demons I carry.

  “You can house train me. I’ve never lived with a woman before.” I give her more incentive. I know she won’t deny me, but I want her to understand how big this is for me.

  “Oh, yay me.” She rolls her eyes. I pinch her ass, and then hold her tighter when she tries to squirm out of my arms.

  “Don’t act cool. You want this,” I challenge. Yeah, in the beginning she was apprehensive. After the wedding, we talked and decided to take things slowly, but slow went out the window the moment we came home.

  “I do, Jesse. I’ve never hid that from you. I just want you to be ready.”

  “I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t ready, Bell.”

  “This is true.” She pulls back and watches me closely. I move my hand to her nape and drag her to my mouth. She doesn’t fight me, opening when my tongue seeks its entry. I kiss her for a moment, letting her taste wash over me before pulling my tongue back.

  “Don’t make me beg, woman,” I whisper into her mouth. She smiles against me and I know in that second what her answer is.

  “House train you?” she asks, lifting her brow.

  “Jesse!” Beau knocks on the door halting me from answering.

  “What?” I shake my head at the interruption. “We wouldn’t have this,” I whisper to Bell and wait for his reply.

  “Your brother is here.”

  “Tell him to fuck off!” I shout back, not in the mood to leave the bed. Things with Jackson have been a lot better, both of us finally finding a happy ground to respect each other on. The last few weeks we’ve barely seen each other with his workload, but he’s been checking in when he can.

  “He knew you would say that, so he said to tell you to fuck off right back and that you will want to hear what he has to say.”

  Rolling my eyes at Beau and my pain-in-the-ass brother’s words, I look back to Bell.

  “Move in with me,” I ask her again, needing an answer with words.

  “You should go to your brother,” she replies, her lips dancing with her amusement at my torment.

  “Not till you say yes.”

  “Ugggh, you’re such a pest, Jesse.” She shakes her head, but the dimple in her cheek deepens as she fights her smile.

  “But you love me.” I roll and pin her under me. She fights my hands, but I manage to pin them in my grasp.

  “I do.” She gives up her struggle.

  “Do you feel safe with me?” I ask, needing to know.

  “I do.” She blinks and my heart squeezes knowing how far we’ve come. Yeah, I still have dreams, but they’re much more controlled and Bell knows how to handle them.

  “So say you’ll move in with me, I’ll go see my annoying brother, then I can come back and fuck you.” I pepper kisses along her jaw. Her head rolls to the side and her eyes flutter closed with each touch. A soft moan leaves her lips, but it’s not the answer I’m looking for.

  “Say it,” I growl before nipping harder at her neck.

  “Yes, okay, you big bossy boots.”

  Her words set my heart on fire, so I pull back, and watch her for a minute. “Yeah?” I wait for her answer again. Once isn’t enough.

  “Yeah,” she agrees, giving me everything I’ve ever needed.

  “Fuck, sweetheart.” I shake my head. “Never thought I could ever be this happy.” I kiss her again, this time deepening the connection by sliding the tip of my tongue along her lips.

  “Jesse! Hurry the hell up. I got news.” Jackson’s voice carries through the door this time.

  “Come on, let’s see what the asshole wants.” I roll off her and stand before helping her to her feet. She doesn’t complain, just starts to get dressed next to me.

  “I love you, Bell. You have no fucking idea how much.” I smile, looking at the woman who didn’t change my life, but showed me how to change it. She gave me the strength to admit I wasn’t living, only existing, giving the world a sorry excuse for surviving.

  “And I love you, Jesse Carter.” She comes up on her toes and wraps her arms around my neck.

  Peace.

  I’ve finally found it. I’m no longer at the mercy of my past, at the mercy of my fears.

  Because of her, I found it.

  She gave me something I spent my whole life searching for, even if I didn’t realize I was searching for it. She gave it to me.

  Peace.

  BELL

  “They found her.” Jackson’s voice registers but I fight through the fog to react.

  Paige.

  “She’s alive. They found her an hour ago just outside of Arizona.” He continues to tell me the words I’ve been longing to hear for five long years.

  A sob leaves my throat as I fall into Jesse’s chest.

  Paige is alive. They have her.

  Jesse’s arms come around my body, encasing me in
his hold as I continue to fall apart at Jackson’s words.

  After Jesse asked me to move in, I couldn’t imagine the day getting any better. We dressed and headed out to meet Jackson in the kitchen. I knew as soon as we entered he had something serious to share, and as soon as I saw his face, I knew it was news about Paige.

  “You okay, sweetheart?” Jesse’s voice rumbles from his chest. I slowly get myself back together while we sit in the kitchen chair, me in his lap. I don’t even remember him pulling me on to him.

  Needing to know more, I nod against him, wipe my eyes and turn back to Jackson for more information.

  “We have a team with her now, en route to the hospital.” His words ring in my head, but still I can’t process them. Paige is alive and is coming home.

  “Oh, my God, I need to tell Mom and Dad.” I find my voice and scramble to find my feet, but am pulled back down by Jesse.

  “You need to take a breath first, sweetheart.” Jesse tries to soothe me, not letting me escape.

  “Your parents are in the process of being briefed right now. We’re going to get them on the next plane to Arizona. Jay’s team will meet with them there.” Jackson reaches out to hold my hand.

  “Team?” I ask, not understanding. “Your brother, Jay?” I ask in confusion.

  “He’s been undercover. He’s headed this whole thing the last few weeks. I thought you knew?” Jackson answers, looking to Jesse. Jesse knew?

  I turn to Jesse seeking answers.

  “Don’t be pissed. I didn’t want to tell you until we knew we could get her out.” He answers, shocking me.

  “How did you?”

  “Last month I paid a visit to T. He gave us the information we needed, spoke to a few contacts outside of town and got a lead. I called Jay. He called in some of his old buddies to see if they could help. Once he knew what they were dealing with, he wanted to help,” Jesse explains.

  “You did this?” I ask, my world spinning out of control. “But the Warriors?” I question, knowing they wouldn’t help us two months ago.

  “Don’t worry about them. Club now owes them, no big deal. And Jay and his team did this. I only called in a favor.” He brushes his involvement off. I don’t push it right now, still needing more information, but I won’t let him get off so easily, as if he didn’t have a hand in this.