Lady Guardians_Forgiven

by Reana Malori

  “Jamison…” she paused and looked at him. She wanted to see his reaction to her using his first name. At the look of lust on his face, she knew it had been the right thing. Women didn’t call him Jamison. They called him Reed. But she wanted to be different. What those other women did or didn’t do had no bearing on the two of them. To her, he was Jamison. “Jamison, baby, let me do this for you.”

  Licking his lips, he never took his eyes off her face. A small smile tilted his lips as he leaned back against the headboard. “Okay, sweetness.”

  When Reed had been in the shower earlier, she’d turned on one of her favorite playlists and let the slow, romantic melodies fill the room. Listening to the song playing, her body began to sway and move to the music. Her hips rolling in sensual circles as she spread her legs wide, her head tilted back as she became lost in the sound. Closing her eyes, she got into the rhythm of the song. Listening to the words being sung brought to mind a visual of how she felt every time they made love. The song spoke of a man worshipping his woman. She was his church, her words his shrine. She was his Goddess and he would gladly follow where she led. His only thought was her and being by her side.

  That’s what she wanted. More than anything, she wanted a man to worship her, to love her, to call her his Queen. That’s what Reed did every night as he stroked inside her. When he held her in his arms after they’d both gone to heaven and back, sweat covering their bodies and their breathing heavy from exertion. Reed gave her what she needed, what her body craved. And she wanted to give him the same.

  She continued to move and twist, bending her body over at the waist as she rolled her hips in front of him. Groans and moans could be heard coming from Reed, but she didn’t stop. Her intent was to make him crazy with lust and she wasn’t going to stop until he could no longer hold back. Turning around to face him again, her eyes were still half-closed when she heard his deep voice.

  “Open your eyes baby,” his voice was thick with an unnamed emotion as he called out to her. “I want to see your eyes as you dance for me.”

  She did as he asked, and her breath caught in her throat when she looked at his face. The expression on his face conveyed so much, and she wanted to believe every word. He sat there stroking his thick cock as he watched her. The longer they stared at each other, the more she wanted him inside her. Her pussy became slick with anticipation as she caught sight of a drop of clear liquid sitting on the tip of his thick cock. She wanted him to take her to that special place that only he had the power to do. They’d only been together a short time, but he knew her body better than anyone had before. As if she had been created just for him.

  She wanted to feel him inside her. She wanted to taste him. Although she wanted to finish this dance the need for him became her primary focus. Taking steps in his direction, she climbed on top of the bed and began crawling towards him. “Reed, I need you.”

  “Baby you're tempting me too much, you're going to make me take you harder than I want,” his voice sounded strained and rough.

  Nodding her head, she straddled his hips with her bare pussy. Moaning, she rubbed her slit against him, trying to force him inside. He felt so good. Biting her bottom lip, she lifted up to align her hot channel with his thick cock. “I want you to take me hard. I want tonight to be for you. Take me however you want. I don't want you to hold back,” she pleaded. A whimper escaped as his cock began to breach her body.

  Reaching over to the nightstand, he grabbed the condom and ripped the package open with his mouth. “Just so you know, as soon as we can get to the doctor and get our test results, these fucking condoms are going away. I'm tired of having a barrier between us. I need you to feel me bare inside of you. Do you hear me, Geneva?”

  At that moment she would agree to almost anything. “Yes, Jamison, I hear you. Anything you want. Please. I need you inside of me.”

  Putting the condom on his cock with a speed she’d never seen before, he lifted her body as if she weighed nothing more than a feather. As soon as she hovered over his cock he began to lift his hips, meeting her halfway. The sting of his entering her body made her hiss in ecstasy and pulled a deep moan from his throat. Every time. Every fucking time they made love, it felt like this between them. It always felt like the first time, and she never got enough. As soon as he was fully embedded within her body. They both went still, neither of them wanted to move. And then he began to swivel his hips. “Oh my God. Reed, you feel so good. Yes, baby. Please, I need more.”

  Her begging and pleading was the only sound in the room. His strong hands covered every inch of her body that he could reach, and she didn't want him to stop. She wanted to feel him inside her soul. He was the only man capable of actually doing it. His hips began to slam up and down as he tried to get as deep inside her as possible. His lips captured hers in a deep kiss, his tongue entering her mouth and dueling with hers. The wet sounds of their lovemaking filled the room as he continued to take her to the precipice. Lights began flashing behind her eyes as her orgasm began to rush through her. Body quaking, she screamed out her pleasure as her channel milked his cock. Goosebumps raised on her skin as she moaned and cried out, begging him not to stop. Fuck! If she could bottle this feeling and sell it on the black market, she would be a fucking millionaire.

  GENEVA SAT at her kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee. After their conversation a couple of days ago, Reed had begun talking about more of his life with her. She knew he still harbored some deep scars from the death of his friend. The guilt he felt because his friend’s wife was now a widow was something that weighed heavily on him. Geneva wanted to help him get through this and move beyond his guilt, but she also knew it wouldn’t happen overnight. It wouldn’t be like snapping her fingers and he would change his entire belief system.

  She heard the front door open as Reed walked into the house. Although not actively going into the office every day, she was now working from home. Since her job could be done from anywhere, if she had an internet connection, she didn’t need to leave her house. Which seemed to suit Reed just fine considering he was now in super-secret-over protector mode.

  “Hey, baby. We need to talk,” his voice was heavy and flat, which was her first clue that something had changed.

  Setting her cup down, she placed both hands on the counter and looked up at him, “Is everything okay?” Her first thought was that the issue involved two of them, but that idea quickly left her. With how things were going between them, that was the least of her worries.

  Walking up to her, he stood between her legs. Grabbing her around the waist, he bent his head down and kissed her softly, his tongue snaking out, tracing a pattern along her bottom lip. “You don’t know how it makes me feel to walk in here and see you like this. You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. I have no idea why you want me, but I’m sure as hell not letting you go.”

  Her heart melted as she watched Reed show her his soft side. They’d found each other right when they both needed to. Maybe both of them had been lucky that night. “I’m not letting you go either. Not without a fight,” she whispered back to him. Her eyes shimmered with wetness as she held back her emotions.

  “If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to fuck you right here on this counter.” Softness gone, his tone had gone thick and gravelly with desire. “Do you have any idea how hard it is to hold myself back from being inside you all day?”

  His tone had been so serious, all Geneva could do was laugh. Reed sounded like a child who couldn’t play with his favorite toy. “We can play later if you want. I’m pretty much done with my work for the day and since you’re back, I take it you are too.” Smiling at him, she wrapped her arms around his waist.

  “Fuck, woman, you’re gonna be the death of me.” Pulling away from her, he went to the fridge and pulled out a soda. Opening it, he paused before taking a drink. “I think we found out who’s been after you.”

  Geneva hopped up from her seat and began pacing the floor. “What do you mean? Are they in
custody? Where are they? Does this mean it’s over?”

  “Not yet. There are still some things being worked out. Until this is all cleared up, I need you to stay here. You can’t go to the Club. You can’t go out riding. Not yet.”

  At his words, her first instinct was to fight back and tell him she could do whatever the hell she wanted. As she opened her mouth to do just that, he spoke up again.

  “I’m not telling you this because I want you stuck in the house. I need to make sure you’re safe. Until I’m confident we have the right people in custody, we can’t have you anywhere near your office, or the Club. Your Prez arranged with mine to have some of our guys watch out for your people. Denise, Angela, and Penny specifically, but eyes are on the Club as well.”

  Sighing, she sat back on the chair. “Oh, I’m sure the ladies are loving that,” her voice dripped with sarcasm.

  Reed smirked, “Honey, you’d be surprised at just how much they’re loving it.”

  Staring at him, she wanted to ask what he meant, but quickly got the picture. Maybe this little issue of hers wasn’t such a bad thing after all. “What do I do in the meantime?”

  “You continue to work, but from home. I called down my guy Ace to help me with your situation. The cops are a little rattled now that we’ve fully stepped in, but they know if they don’t let us help, the next step would be the feds, which they want to avoid at all costs.”

  “I’m going stir-crazy, Reed. I need this to be over.” She was practically being held prisoner in her own home for something she had nothing to do with.

  Nodding, he walked back over to her, pulling her off the chair. He sat down in her place and sat her on his lap. “Just a bit longer. Have I failed you yet? Have I ever said anything that wasn’t true up to this point?”

  She shook her head no. On any other occasion, she’d hate the feeling of being so weak and helpless, but this felt nice.

  “Then let me finish this out. I’m here. Ace is here. We have Odin’s Soldiers looking out for your Club. Once this is all done, you can go back to living your life the way you want.”

  Her heart seized up at his words. Was he trying to tell her that he’d be leaving too? “My life wasn’t all that interesting before. Maybe I want something different. It’s time for me to shake things up. Don’t you think?” Looking over her shoulder at him, she raised an eyebrow in question.

  “I think you’ve been doing a good job of that these past few weeks. If having me around isn’t shaking things up, I don’t know what is.”

  No more beating around the bush. She was grown enough to know that life wasn’t a fairy tale or a romance novel. If she wanted an answer from him, she needed to ask. “Reed, what happens to us once this guy is caught? When you no longer need to protect me? Will that be it for us?”

  Shaking his head, he gave her a long look. “How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not going anywhere? I would never have expected things between us to happen the way they did, but I’m not giving you up. I’m here baby. Just because your situation is resolved—and it will be resolved—has nothing to do with whether or not I want to have you by my side.”

  Walking backward, she began undoing her button up shirt. “You know what? You’re right. I think I still have some lingering doubts about us, but I know what will help?” Considering she was walking towards her bedroom, she was pretty sure Reed knew exactly where things were headed.

  “What?” he said with a laugh.

  “Make love to me. Remind me how much you want me. Prove to me again that you need me, just as much as I need you.” That it had only been two weeks since their first encounter amazed her. He’d come into her life and turned her world upside down, She wanted to tell him how she felt about him, but knew it was too soon. Since she couldn’t say the words, she’d show him in action.

  “Your wish is my command.” Reed grabbed her up, threw her over his shoulder, and walked into her bedroom. Placing her on the bed, he grinned down at her, “You belong to me, Geneva.”

  “Come to me,” she said, her voice a mere whisper. Yeah, she was gone for this man.

  THE RINGING PHONE interrupted their afternoon nap. Reed never took naps, but after Geneva loved on him so damn good this afternoon, there was no other option but to close his eyes and fall into the abyss. Looking over at the clock, he saw that it was just after three in the afternoon. Picking up his phone, he saw that it was Ace calling. “Yeah,” he answered.

  “It’s time to roll. We got what we need. The Bokova’s.”

  “You sure? We cannot be wrong on this. Once we go down this road, that opens up a whole new issue for us.” Reed’s skin began to tingle at the idea of the hunt. Finally, they had confirmation of who was behind this whole situation. He knew of the family and their criminal activity, but stayed clear of them in the past. There’d never been a need for them to cross paths, so he hadn’t gone out of his way to introduce himself. It wasn’t his intent to remove any of them, but he did want to neutralize the threat against Geneva. Looking over at her still napping, he knew he’d do just about anything to keep her safe.

  “I’m sure. We can handle this without issue or complications, but I need you to get here now,” his long-time friend and very first employee pressed.

  There was no need for second thoughts. “I’m on my way.” Hanging up the phone, he got out of bed and went to take a shower. Exiting the bathroom, he saw Geneva waiting for him on the bed, her hair mussed and her eyes puffy from sleep. “Hey baby, listen to me. We have a good lead on your situation.” At her gasp, he grabbed her hands tighter and gave her a small smile. “It’s okay. What have I told you before? I got you. Let me handle this.”

  Nodding her head at him, she sat up straight as if gaining strength. “Will you be alone?”

  “No. I have my number one guy with me and I’ll make sure things don’t get messy. The police will be on speed dial.” That he would call them as a last resort didn’t need to be shared with the woman sitting in front of him.

  “I just want this over, Reed.” Those beautiful hazel eyes gazed at him and he couldn’t help but say the words.

  “I promise you, this will end today. I gotta go, baby. I love you, Geneva. You may think it’s too soon, but I don’t. I love you and when I come back through those doors, everything is going to be okay.”

  “I believe you. Now, if you want to hear those three words from me, then you get your ass back here so that I can say them to your face.”

  That’s my girl. Keep me coming back. Giving her a long, lingering kiss, he left the room. It was time to go to work. This was his way. Protecting those who couldn’t protect themselves was how he kept his friend’s memory alive. This was how he sought forgiveness for letting his friend die. That he was now protecting the woman he loved made it all worth it.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Two Months Later

  GENEVA AND REED were on their way to visit his buddy Nick’s widow. Reed had returned to her late that night and made love to her until the sun came up. His words of love had been returned to him threefold. She whispered it. She screamed it. She moaned it. If he hadn’t known how she felt about him before he left, he sure as hell knew it by that morning.

  The cops made an arrest on her case that morning. It was two low-level flunkies in a criminally connected family at fault for what was happening. They’d been trying to make a name for themselves and were using her old boss, Dave Martin, to siphon money to their accounts. Seems her boss had a penchant for gambling, cocaine, and cheap hookers. Once he was in bed with them, there was no way out. The two men eventually confessed to killing her boss because he hadn’t kept up his side of the bargain. And he’d gotten caught and indicted. Two days after their confessions, they were each found dead in their cells. Their deaths were recorded as suicide by hanging. She had her doubts, but it wasn’t her issue to solve.

  “Ready to hit the road again?” Reed asked as he came out of the shower in their hotel room.

  Even though sh
e agreed to this road trip, she wasn’t going to rough it. Each night, they stayed at a hotel on their route, ordered room service, made love like there was no tomorrow, and had breakfast in bed. Sure, it may have added a few days to their trip, but it was totally worth it. Smiling over at him, she shook her head no. “Not yet. I need something first.”

  He smiled at her, a twinkle in his eye. “Oh yeah? What is that?”

  Flinging the sheets off her naked body, she spread her legs, showing her bare mound. “You.”

  His gaze was drawn to the V of her legs and he licked his lips. “Babe, we’re gonna be late.”

  She did the one thing that always guaranteed she’d get her way, she called him by his first name, “Jamison. Please.” His cock hardened as she spoke his name and he threw the wet towel to the side. Bingo!

  Climbing on the bed, he grabbed her face in his hands as he settled his body between her thick thighs. “We may need to add a few days to our trip.”

  “Mmmm-hmmm,” she mumbled as he kissed her neck and nipped at her skin. “Why?”

  “I need to meet your momma and I need you to meet mine. Can’t marry you without meeting the parents first.” That he said it so casually caught her off-guard.

  “Reed?” She tried to push him off her, but he only budged a few inches. He looked down at her, his eyes serious.

  “Marry me, Geneva. Make me whole again.”

  Tears filled her eyes as she nodded, “Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you.”

  “Damned right you will,” he said with arrogance, but she’d felt the sigh of relief go through his body when she’d given her answer.

  “I love you, Jamison Reed.”

  “I love you, too, Geneva Powers. You’ve put this broken man back together again.”

  Grabbing his face, she pulled him down and gave him a deep kiss. “I’m sure Misty won’t mind if we’re a day late. I have a sudden desire to stay in bed all day.”

  “Your wish is my command.”