My mind cleared and I nodded. “Then don’t.” It was all he needed. I heard his breath hitch as he quickened his pace, increased his thrusts. Again his fingers dug into my flesh as he pulled my ass toward him and thrust forward. The animalistic fucking was even harder than before, the sound of flesh slapping flesh bounced off the walls of the small bedroom. A thin layer of sweat began to build on my back. My pussy tightened, I could feel another orgasm building, but he was too close to his end.
“Fuck!” He pushed all the way into me, his balls hitting my clit. His entire body shuddered, and I knew he’d been whisked away in his own release. He leaned forward, resting his head on my back.
Several minutes later, he still breathed heavy on my back, and I tried to catch my own. “When I found out you left town, I never felt so worried.” With a grunt, he slid out of me and rolled to my side. I moved to mine as well, and pushed up on my elbow so I could look at him better.
“I didn’t mean to worry you. I thought I was doing what was best, for us both.” I scooted down on the bed, and rested my head on his chest. His shirt was still on, but no leather. “Where’s your vest?” I leaned back up to ask him. I realized then he hadn’t been wearing it when he got off his bike either.
“My cut? I didn’t bring it.” He pulled me back down to his chest. “Don’t distract me.” He gave me a playful swat to my hip. “Jayson is looking for you. If I was able to find you, he will, too. We need to leave this place, go further north or east.”
“What about Tick?”
“There’s been some shit going on that he’ll need to stick around for a bit to see through. He wants us to take Massy with us, though, get her to safer ground. Then, once the shit storm passes, we’ll figure something out.” He touched my face with his finger.
“What about your mother? He threatened your mom.”
“Mom’s fine. I called her this morning. She and Tick’s ma go on a small vacation every year, they left yesterday.” He pulled me closer, holding my face in his hands. His face changed, his eyes grew serious. “Promise me you won’t run again. No more hiding. Say it. Promise me.”
How could I ever think to run away from him again?
“I promise, Mason. No more running.”
“That’s my girl.” He pulled me down, kissing me hard. “Now. What do you have for food in this place?”
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
MASON
I watched her sleep from the doorway of the bedroom. The morning sunlight already began to creep into the room, almost shining right on her. After staying up most of the night reinstituting who owned that luscious body of hers, she needed more rest. I wanted to get on the road, put more distance between us and the MCs, but it could wait another hour.
Finding her had been like finding the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. I knew where she was, Jessica had given me the address and directions, but I wasn’t stupid enough to think I’d get to her before Jayson. He may have had someone tailing her who would have easily been able to follow her all the way to the cabin. The woman had no sense when it came to surviving within the MC world.
Seeing that rusted car sitting in front of the cabin had eased some of the ache in my chest, but when she peeked out from the curtains, the little look of shock in her face had finally put to rest my worst fear that I’d be finding her bloody body in the cabin. The woman brought out my protective side in the strongest way. Maybe because she’d been so selfless taking care of her mom all those years. Maybe because when she looked at me with those large brown eyes, I wanted to be sure they never looked at me with sadness or worry again.
I’d never felt much for any girls I’d ever been with. No strings, that’s how I liked my women. Being with Lucy changed something about that. Made all that fucking and leaving seem so meaningless and wasteful. Fighting against the feelings she stirred up in me wasn’t working. Having left my cut behind, a symbol that I was on my way out, proved that. Never would I have thought to leave my MC, even with Marcus being such an asshole. But Lucy didn’t belong there, it wasn’t her world, and I didn’t want it to be. She had such a pure warmth to her, I wouldn’t be the one to tarnish that.
I knew she ran off because she didn’t want me to give up the life for her, she thought I wouldn’t want to, that I’d be miserable outside the club. Two months ago, that might have been true. But with her in my life, anywhere would be home. As long as I had her in my life, in my bed, everything would be fine.