Jase (Kings of Korruption MC Book 3) (24 page)

Ellen

The garage is
deserted when the taxi pulls up, Jase’s motorcycle being the only
vehicle in the lot. I pay the driver and step outside. As he drives
away, I look up at the new sign and smile. Korrupted Custom
Choppers will be officially open for business tomorrow morning, and
I’ll be glad to get my man back.

Plans for the
garage have been on hold since Jase had been shot, but now, more
than two months later, there was no holding him back. For the past
two weeks, Jase has spent every waking moment here, touching up the
paint, changing out the sink in the bathroom, rearranging the tool
shelves. The place looks incredible, and all his hard work is
finally paying off.

I step inside
and take in the shiny new chopper displayed in the centre of the
floor. It’s the only chopper on display right now, but it’s
gorgeous, and I know that it won’t be here for long. Jase and his
new team of mechanics will have their work cut out for them to keep
this showroom stocked with something to show.

“
Babe,” Jase says from the door to the garage.

I turn to him
and smile. “Hey. I just came to see if you needed a hand with
anything. Bryce went over to Jimmy’s house after school and won’t
be home until later. I missed you.”

He comes
forward, pulling me into his strong arms and takes my lips in a
hard, breathtaking kiss. My entire body hums as I grab onto his
biceps and hold on tight. Pulling his lips away just enough, he
whispers, “I’ve missed you too, El.”

I smile and
pull him back down to me, letting the scent of motor oil and
leather overwhelm me. The smell that is Jase. I press my lips
against his, my heart rate getting faster as the heat builds low in
my belly. How I ever went four years without sex is a mystery to
me. Two weeks without Jase, and I feel like I’m ready to blow.

His tongue
slips inside my mouth, sliding against my own as his hand reaches
up and cups my breast. I shiver as his thumb grazes across my
nipple. I want his hands on my flesh, not my clothes. I pull away
from him and take off my shirt, tossing it to the floor. His eyes
flare as I reach behind to unclasp my bra, which I throw on top of
my shirt.

“
Jesus,” he groans, his mouth closing in on the tight bud of
my nipple. My knees buckle as I dig my fingers into his hair,
pulling him even closer. Jase releases my breast and looks me in
the eye, a grin crossing his face. “Wanna try
somethin’?”

I barely hear
him. My hands yank and pull at his belt buckle, trying to peel him
from his clothes as quickly as I can. He laughs and pulls them off,
then loses his shirt. There he stands before me—naked, tan, and
beautiful.

“
Take your pants off,” he orders.

I do as I’m
told, kicking my jeans into another pile on the floor as I watch
his body like a predator spying on its prey. He moves to the
chopper, swinging his leg over the seat, then leans back until he’s
in a semi-reclined position and motions for me to join him.

“
I don’t know if this is gonna work,” I whisper as I slowly
straddle his lap.

He grabs my
hips and bites his lip as he slips a finger deep inside me. I sigh
and drop my head to his shoulder. “It will, babe. Put your feet on
the pegs.”

I open my eyes
and stare down at him as I place my feet in the right position,
feeling him swipe his cock through my wet centre.

Finally, I
feel him at my entrance, and he guides me down. I watch in awe as
he stares back at me, his mouth open in a silent gasp, his breaths
coming out in stuttered pants as I slowly lower myself down onto
him.

Pleasure
radiates through me as I sink lower and lower, until he’s deep
inside of me. Leaning forward, I slam my mouth down onto his, and
hold onto his shoulders as he uses my hips to rock me back and
forth, my clit sliding along his skin.

My body
flushes until I feel like I’m on fire. I can feel it building
already. I let his rhythm take over, and using the foot pegs, I
pick up the pace and slam my hips against his, his cock hitting me
in just the right spot.

Jase’s skin
flushes, his cheeks ruddy as he cups my breasts with both hands and
leans up to taste them. His teeth sink into my nipple and I’m gone.
Like an exploding volcano, my orgasm bubbles over, my whole body
shaking uncontrollably.

I hear Jase
curse and his cock pulses deep inside as he empties himself into
me. I continue to rock my hips slowly, watching his face as I stare
deep into his eyes. I slow to a stop when his knuckles graze my
cheekbone, and he presses a soft kiss to my lips.

Pulling back,
I smile at him and declare, “This place is now officially open for
business.”

Reaper

I push my way
through the crowd, my eyes on her. Tease had told me she’d gotten
her old job back, but I needed to see it to believe it. I finally
step up to the bar, and when she turns to take my order, her eyes
grow wide.

“
What the fuck are you still doin’ here, Anna?”

Her face
pales. “I’m staying with Charlotte until—”

“
Are you shittin’ me?” I yell, my face twisted in
disbelief.

She swallows
and takes a deep breath. “I’m staying with Charlotte until I get
enough money to get my own place.”

I slam my
hands down on the bar. “You stupid bitch. You have some balls
coming back here after you fucked over your sister like you
did.”

Her chin juts
out. “Charlotte forgave me.”

I narrow my
eyes. “Yeah, she forgave you. She forgave you too fuckin’ easily.
Your sister has a soft heart.” Tears form in her eyes, and all it
does is make me angrier. “I can’t believe that Ryker agreed to let
a whore like you stay in his home.” Anna flinches as if I’d slapped
her, but I don’t stop. “If some toxic pussy tried to sell my old
lady to pay off her credit card debts, I’d rip her fuckin’ spine
out of her asshole and piss on what’s left. You need to go back to
whatever hole you crawled out of, and never come back.”

Anna squares
her shoulders. “I’m not going anywhere, Reaper. Charlotte is giving
me a chance to make things right, and I’m not going to leave just
because you want me to.”

I stab a
finger at her, holding her eyes captive. “I want to make something
perfectly clear here, woman. Skanky bitches like you are like
poison to an MC. Ryker won’t send you packin’ because he loves his
woman, but I won’t stop until you’re gone. I refuse to let you fuck
up what we have here. Charlotte and Ryker are happy. You do
anything to change that, you better pray I never get my hands on
your scrawny ass. We clear, bitch?”

Anna’s hand
flits to the base of her throat, and a tear slips down her cheek.
“I’m trying to change,” she whispers.

“
Whores never change,” I spit out before I turn and walk out
of the bar.

Watch Out
For

Book #4 in
the

Kings of
Korruption MC Series

Coming
2016!

Let’s see if I can get everyone in… so many people made this
possible and I’m sure I’ll miss someone.

To My Kids
– You can’t read this book until you’re at least 35, but
when you do, you can read here just how grateful I am to both of
you. You put up with my long hours and crazy hair after a long day
of trying to find the words, and continue to tell me I’m pretty and
not insane. Thank you for being the most amazing girls a mom could
ask for.

To Christina DeRoche
– What would I do without you? You are an
incredible support to me when I am writing, and these books would
never turn out right without our giggling brainstorming sessions,
or your unbridled honesty. So excited to hit New Orleans with you
in a few months.

To Jacqueline Sinclair
– You are my sounding board, my most trusted beta
and my friend. Thank you for your friendship and your help. I look
forward to meeting you some day. Til then, we’ll always have the
Riviera …

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– You are one hard lady to please, and I wouldn’t
have you any other way! Thank you for the last minute save. I count
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– You spend an incredible amount of time promoting
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