Sanctum: A Motorcycle Club Romance Novel (18 page)

“
Mind if I give you the
tour in the morning?
”
he
said against her lips.

“
There is only one room I
’
m
interested in right now,
”
said
Maggie with a grin.

Jase lifted her off the bike and she cried
out in surprise. He barely took his hands off her as he led her to the porch
and unlocked the door to the house, darkened from days of his absence. He
didn’t even turn on a light for them, but got behind her and led her around
furniture and down hallways with his body pressed up against hers, his lips
wandering her face and neck.

Soft light from outside filtered into Jase
’
s
bedroom, making the messy, light-colored sheets glow like a holy beacon. Jase
brought her to the edge of the bed and bent over her to bury his face in her
neck. His hands grasped everywhere, lovingly, hungrily.

Before she got lost in the ecstasy, Maggie
had to hear it.
“
Promise me
…”

His reply was a breathless whisper in her
ear.
“
Anything.
”

“
You forgive me. You want
me here. This is for real this time.
”

Jase
’
s
touch around her only tightened. He turned her around and looked into her eyes.
“
I
forgive you, Maggie. I love you. I won’t let anything happen to us.
”

“
I love you,
”
said
Maggie.

Jase bent to kiss her with a forceful
passion Maggie had only dreamed about. He held her in the dark of the bedroom
as he explored her mouth with his own in a gently building journey. When he
moved down to the soft skin of her neck, Maggie moaned and wrapped her fingers
in his hair. Jase took slow time undressing her, and it made her feel like a
teenager again, having his hand secreted up her shirt to feel her soft skin. He
only left her grasp when he was disarming them both, putting their guns at a
safe distance. When he returned from that task, he knelt before her and began to
unbutton her jeans, planting kisses along the skin at her waistband.

Maggie dropped to the bed with a laugh
when he started sliding the denim down her legs. Even this he did slowly,
following them down with his face, his beard and lips tickling every inch of
her skin before he tossed them to the floor. Jase stood over her for a few
moments, simply staring, his gaze devouring her from head to toe. It made
Maggie feel like a goddess. And when he started unbuckling his own pants while
staring at her body, it set a fire in her that made her feel like something far
less virtuous. She wiggled until she had pulled her own shirt off, and tossed
it on the floor.

Jase stood before her in the dim light,
fully exposed. With half his body in shadow, he looked like a mythic hero, cut
in high contrast and larger than life. She could see now just how much he had
been working on his new physique, his bare chest covered in new tattoos that
danced along the hard contours of his skin.  She felt weak in anticipation of
touching him again. His cock stood, hardened and waiting for her.  When she met
his eyes, he had the same look of hunger she felt.

Jase made his ascent to her mouth sweetly
painful. He stopped to pull off her silk panties with delicate fingers,
exposing her center with its small, trimmed tuft of hair. Jase
’
s
fingers returned to that spot with a light touch, followed by his hot tongue as
he bent to taste her. Maggie moaned and arched her back as she grasped at his
head between her legs, unable to contain herself. Every part of her mind and
body erupted with pleasure. She could feel the vibrations of Jase
’
s
moans against her most sensitive skin.

It had been so long since she had been
touched with such love and skill. Soon, she was on the edge of orgasm. Her
fingers tightened in his hair, and his pace kept steady, reading her body
signals. When her breaths started coming higher and faster, Jase pushed her
wildly off the edge by pushing two fingers deeply between her hot lips without
warning. He filled her up and lapped at her clit with his tongue as she came,
the ecstasy rolling over her like an ocean wave until all she could feel was
light. She twisted on the bed and cried out his name as he held her still with
one big hand splayed across her hips, refusing to let up on the pleasure he was
giving. Maggie had another two aftershocks before he finally seemed satisfied.
While she panted on the bed, he pulled his fingers out from inside her and
lifted to hover over her, planting sweet kisses all over her hips and tummy.
She could taste herself on his kiss when he lowered his lips to hers for a
passionate exchange.

Maggie ran her hands all over Jase
’
s
hardened body, every tensing muscle and smooth patch of skin. He skillfully
removed her bra and pushed it off the bed letting his hands roam her breasts
freely as they made out. She moaned into his mouth and pressed her hips up
against his aching hardness.

Jase obliged. With one hand he reached
down between them and guided his hard cock to her swollen pussy. Then he curved
his fingers around hers before he pushed into her completely, making them both
gasp and moan. He moved smoothly inside her, her wetness inviting and
enveloping his entire shaft. Jase kept a steady rhythm, a slower pace than the
last time. Maggie wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him down to kiss
her while they made love. Her body slid against his, warm and sweat-sheened, as
he filled her up with every thrust.

She could tell by his quickening pace and
the bright look in his eyes that Jase was getting close. His thrusts became
harder and more desperate, hitting her spot and making Maggie cry out. She dug
her nails into his back and tightened her pussy around him, eager to feel each
ridge and curve of his cock inside of her. Jase moaned at the sensation,
grasping at her hands and hair to pull her close as he approached the edge.

Jase pushed his forehead against hers and
moaned her name. Maggie cried in pleasure as he started to come, burying his
cock completely, spilling himself deeply inside of her. She moaned with every
last movement of his hips. As he came down from the rush, he planted soft
kisses on her lips and chest, brushing her hair away from her face.

“
I love you,
”
said Jase in a whisper against her sweaty skin.

Maggie nuzzled back against him.
“
I
love you.
”

“
This is for real now.
”
His voice was tired, but determined.

“
For real,
”
she said.
“Forever.”

~ FOURTEEN ~

Jase made love to Maggie twice more before
sleep finally took them both. In between, they did all the things Jase had
never let himself believe he would experience again with a woman: the sweet
nuzzling, the soft kisses, and the playful teasing that eventually led to one
of the two sex sessions. She fell asleep first. He took it as a good sign that
he had done his job well. He remembered touching her curls and being amazed
that she was real before he drifted off to sleep.

The familiar morning sun woke Jase up
first. He realized how happy he was to have fallen asleep in his own bed. He
felt weight on his outstretched arm and smiled to himself. He turned to find
Maggie tucked up against him, her curls a wild mess around her pale and
peaceful face. Jase wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer into him.

Maggie reacted with a soft moan, snuggling
into him. She began to lift out of sleep as he held her and kissed the top of
her head.

“
Good
…
you
’
re
still here.
”
Maggie
’
s
voice came groggy and muffled from his chest.

Jase laughed.
“
That
was your first thought too, huh?
”

“
Well, not my
first
,”
said Maggie. She pushed back enough to look at him,
and he gave her lips a few full kisses. Jase laughed against her lips in surprise
when he felt her hand trailing down his flat stomach towards the morning wood
hiding beneath the sheets.
“
This
was definitely my first.
”

Jase pulled back and shook his head at
her.
“
There
’
s
just no romance with you, is there? Only sex, that
’
s
all I
’
m good for.
”

Maggie went red. She spit out a few
flustered noises.
“
Give me a break,
look at you! Look how stupid hot you are! This is entrapment.
” 

Jase chuckled. He had almost wiped clean
the memories of how much Maggie made him laugh when they were together. The
muscles in his face hurt from their unexpected workout. And his ego didn’t mind
to hear that she was aching for his body, either. He bent to kiss her and
rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him.
“
Take
what you want, baby.
”

Maggie smiled, delighted at the
invitation.
“
I thought you
’
d
never ask.
”
Her low voice in his ear
made him shiver. Jase laid back and felt her soft hands as they worked his cock
for a few minutes
—
not that he needed
it. He was already aching to be inside of her. When she finally lowered herself
on top of him, Jase groaned like an animal at the incredible feeling of being
wrapped in her heat. Maggie rode him, moaning, alternating between scratching
her nails into his chest and sliding her fingers along the lines of the complex
ink that stained it. He watched her writhing, sweating, her breasts bouncing,
her fingers curling as his cock buried inside her to the hilt. As they both
climaxed, Jase grasped her hips in his big hands and helped her rhythm, pushing
himself up deeper inside of her. She came hard on top of him and pulled him
over the edge with her. Jase writhed beneath Maggie as he finished.

Maggie collapsed on his chest for a few
moments, panting. Then she looked up at him with a wide grin.
“
Hi,
there.
”

“Hey,”
he said.

“
I still love you,
”
she said.

He laughed.
“
Good,
I still love you too.
”

Maggie rolled off his body and snuggled up
next to him. He turned to face her and wrap an arm around her to hold her
close. Their faces nuzzled together on the pillows, exchanging delicate,
exploratory kisses.

“
You know I even made
myself stop dreaming about this,
”
said
Maggie, her voice a whisper.
“
In
the moment, it made all my pain better. But after it was over, it felt like I
was just skinning myself alive.
”

Jase
’
s
heart ached. He tightened his hold around her and gave her a more passionate
kiss. He wanted to tell her everything about the darkness he had endured after
she left, but he stopped himself. Those days suddenly felt so distant, and he
wanted the beautiful woman in his arms to see him as strong. He lightly rubbed
his cheek against hers and said instead,
“
I
know how you feel.
”

“
I wish I could take every
second of it back. Every bit of pain I put you through
…”
Two stray tears dropped from Maggie
’
s
blue eyes and ran down her face.

Jase rubbed the tears off her face with a
gentle thumb.
“
I wish I could take a lot
of things back, too. I wish I had listened to you and stood up to Henry years
ago. I know you
’
re not a heartless
person, Maggie, and I know you don’t believe it, but you
’
re
not a coward. I know you wouldn’t have left me unless you really felt like you
were backed into a corner.
”

“
If I
’
m
not a coward, then I
’
m
at least an animal stupid enough to keep getting trapped in corners,
”
said Maggie with a self-effacing smile.

“Don’t
beat yourself up,
”
said Jase, running a hand through her hair.
“
That
’
s
not you, babe. That
’
s
just the world. But you never let them corner you, and that’s why things will
work out. You’re
a
survivor
. 
You’ll
burn shit down before you
get trapped.
”

Something sad surfaced in Maggie
’
s
eyes. He stroked her hair and waited. She said,
“
Henry
told me my mom felt like I do. That she felt like she set things on fire, too.
”
She looked off into the bedroom.
“
I
know so little about her, but I like the thought that I
’
m
not some black sheep of the Oliver family. I like thinking.... maybe I
’
m
just her daughter, and I
’
m
exactly the way I
’
m supposed to be.
If she had lived, maybe I wouldn’t feel this way.
”

Jase and Maggie had never been big on
family talk. Between her lost mother, and his abusive fuck of a father, it was
no sunny place to visit. But Jase could see on her face that this was
different.

He held her head tight and looked in her
eyes.
“You
’
re
not a black sheep, Maggie. You are an incredible woman. You
’
re
unlike any woman I’ve ever met. I love everything about who you are. If Sara
was half the woman you are
…
then
I can understand why Henry married her. And why he still wears his ring after
all these years.
”

Maggie
’
s
face wrinkled as she fought back tears. She threw her arm around Jase
’
s
neck and pulled him in to kiss him firmly and deeply. Jase rubbed his hands up
and down the soft skin of her back and moaned softly into her kiss.

“
I love you,
”
said Maggie with a shaking voice.

“
I love you,
”
he whispered in return.

Maggie sighed against him. Jase smiled and
kissed her forehead. He loved the sight of her soft skin against the pillow,
her curls spilling like silk. Her warm body felt amazing against his.

After a few minutes of cuddling in
silence, Maggie rolled onto her back. She wiped her eyes and made a gruff
noise.
“
It
got really mushy in here.
”

Jase laughed and put a hand on her tummy.
“
Like
I said, zero romance with you, Oliver.
”

“
That is an outrage. I
’
m
the Frank Sinatra of this relationship,
”
said
Maggie, pounding her fist on the mattress.

“You
’
re
a crazy person,”
said Jase. He laughed and yanked her
back against his body.

Maggie tapped her fingers up his chest.
“
I
think we should take a shower.
”

“
I could go for some
coffee,
”
he added. At the same time, they both finished:
“
And
a smoke!
”

“Jinx,”
said Maggie. She kissed
his head and pulled away from his grasp to stand next to the bed.

“
Man, am I going to have
to start keeping track of those again?
”
said
Jase as he threw his legs off the edge of the bed. He pulled his jeans off the
floor and dug around until he found his cell phone. As expected, he already had
two missed calls from Henry.

“
Real life, eh?
”
said Maggie, looking down at him.

Jase fired off a text to Henry saying they
were safe, and would be back at the clubhouse soon. He didn’t wait for a reply.
He put the phone face down on the nightstand.
“
Not
right this minute.
”

Maggie smiled and winked at him.
“Since
I don’t
know this place, I guess you
’
re
making the coffee.
”

“
Indeed,
”
he said. He stood up and dropped a long, slow kiss on
her lips.
“Be just a minute.”

Jase headed to his kitchen and immediately
put the kettle on. Yawning, he dug out the coffee grounds and French press from
his cupboard. Ever since Will had convinced him to try it instead of the shitty
brew from a drip maker, Jase had been hooked. He started gathering cups and
additives.

“
I think I
’
m
out of smokes,
”
said Maggie in a faraway
voice from the bedroom.

“
There
’
s
a pack in my right saddle bag,
”
said
Jase. He peeked into the fridge for any sort of creamer or milk to offer.
Maggie never did like her coffee black.

Maggie walked out of the bedroom in some
jeans and a tank top, and Jase made a disappointed noise.
“
Hey,
what
’
s with the clothes?
”

“
Your saddle bag is on
your bike, and your bike is outside,
”
she
said in a mocking sing-song voice. She unlocked and pulled open the front door.
“
Unless
you want me to put on a show for your neighbors.
”

“
They didn’t buy tickets,
”
said Jase with a shake of his head.