Page 18 of Saint
Jade
We were up and out early, riding in Saint’s truck so we could pick Reign up. On the way home, the subject of Sunday’s Club run came up.
“Well, doc said I could ride if I’m stupid enough. Which I am. But I’m gonna have to miss out. Ain’t got a bike” Reign looked pretty dejected at this point. I can’t say I blame him. From what I’ve heard he put a lot of time and money into the one that was written off. Insurance would eventually pay out but then he had to find the right bike. Lucky winter was coming and he’d have time to do so. I’d heard it gets way too cold to ride here in winter. I really felt for him though.
“You could ride mine” I offered “It’s nowhere near as amazing as yours was but it’s a Harley and seeing as I’ll be riding with your Dad, I won’t be needing it.”
Reign looked at me like he wasn’t sure he could take me up on the offer while Saint grinned to himself.
“Appreciate the offer Jack but I’m not sure I should be riding a girl’s bike…” he said warily.
I feigned insult and looked as hurt as I possibly could before I lowered my head and just said “Okay. I was just offering. I’ve had Kitty bring it over to the Clubhouse for you anyway, just in case you wanted to.”
“Way to go kid” said Saint, shaking his head “woman makes you a perfectly good offer and you insult her. You know she’s spent more time around bikes than you’ve been alive right?”
“Sorry Jack. I’ll take a look at it when we get home.”
The rest of the trip was spent catching Reign up on Club news and it wasn’t long before we were home. Home being the new Clubhouse of course. It’s out on the edge of town on acreage and I’ve got to say, it’s huge. Set back from the road on a fully fenced property, down a long drive. It’s like an oversized barn. Double storey, no windows on the ground floor but a huge set of sliding barn doors led me into a huge open space that held a bar, kitchen, massive communal area with a massive fireplace and a couple of pool tables and this flowed out of another set of barn doors that led to an outdoor barbecue area. It had been really well thought out and was full of people moving this way and that as they moved in, stopping to talk to old friends and reminding me of what Club life was all about.
“That’s one hell of a smile on your face Beautiful.”
“You bet it is. This place is awesome. You’ve done yourself proud here. These guys are lucky to have a place like this to call home. And it really feels like home. This is what it’s all about right?”
“You bet it is beautiful! Come on, let’s see the rest of the place. I’ll show you our room.”
As we headed towards the stairs, we were approached by a few very young women that I assumed were the missing club girls. “Looking good Saint” said the oldest of the three who was obviously the ringleader “you going to show us to your room upstairs?” she asked, looking me up and down as she did it.
Saint sighed and then regained his Presidential composure as he looked her up and down. “Stacey, you never saw the inside of the old room and you sure as shit won’t be seeing the inside of this one” he said dismissively as he pulled me into his chest “this is Jade. She’s my Ol’ Lady and is the only woman who’ll be heading up to that room. You’ve got fifteen or so other men to bother so I suggest you do just that. Jade, this is Stacey, Nic and Brooke – I’m sure you’ll be seeing plenty of them.”
“Ladies” I said smiling and making sure to show off the property tatt on my hand “nice to meet you all. We’re just heading upstairs but maybe we can grab a drink later.” I was pretty much marking my territory but figured it needed to be done. Nic and Brooke took the smart path and smiled and said that would be nice. Stacey stuck her nose in the air and stormed off. Oh well, two out of three ain’t bad I guess.
“That was well done” said Saint with a hint of surprise in his voice.
“Not my first rodeo mate. They’ll be fine once they work out who I am.”
We headed upstairs and followed the landing past several bedrooms and a couple of communal bathrooms. Some of the rooms had been claimed with Reign making his home in the largest of them. Our room was at the end of the hall. It was a large room that housed a king size bed, a small couch and TV, desk and its own bathroom. Saint was leaning against the wall watching me and looking hotter than hot, waiting for my reaction “Well?”
I studied him before I replied. “Well, I think you would seem to be a man of many talents who has a flair for design. This room looks awesome. But I am most interested in finding out if those sheets feel half as soft as they look. Wanna help me find out?”
Within seconds I was flat on my back on the huge king bed with Saint on top of me, his mouth all over mine and his hands in my hair. “I love helping you Beautiful” he mumbled as he pulled my jeans off. “I love helping myself to you too.” He pulled my lace g string aside and dove straight in, lashing my clit with his tongue. Clearly he was not much in the mood for foreplay today. “So wet, always fucking ready for me. Spread your legs babe. Let me at you.”
Somehow he managed to keep his mouth on me as he undressed himself. As soon as he was naked, his fingers were inside me pumping in and out as his tongue assaulted my swollen clit. He moaned whenever I did, his other hand wrapped firmly around his own cock. Both my hands were wrapped in the sheets hanging on tight but I managed to drag one away to pull at one of his nipple rings. This seemed to please him as he doubled down on his efforts with his magic tongue. Within minutes I was screaming out his name as I fell hard into what I swear was several amazing orgasms. His hand left his cock so that he could hold my hips down while he continued to tongue my sopping cunt. Eventually he decided I’d had enough and came up for air. He sat up on the edge of the bed and pulled me to him pulling me round to straddle his lap and sit on his now raging hard on. I was so tight from the orgasms he’d given me it was slow progress to get his steel hard length inside of me. But by the time he was in and had hit rock bottom I was ready for more. He had his hands at my waist moving me up and down his shaft as my lips sucked on his nipple and my hands wrapped around his neck. “Touch yourself” he moaned “I want you coming on my cock like you did around my fingers.”
“Babe you know you can make me come just doing what you’re doing right? I don’t need to get my fingers involved. Your cock fills up every part of me and touches every nerve.”
“Yeah, but I love it when you work yourself for me. Touch yourself. I wanna watch you come again.”
I did as he asked, sitting up straight while he continued to slam me down onto him. I moved my fingers down to my very sensitive clit and began to circle slowly. “You sure you want this? It won’t take long” I laughed.
“Then drag it out babe. I love watching you. You’re getting close. Take that hand away – let me suck on those fingers.”
I loved taking his orders. His orders were always all about my pleasure so it wasn’t hard to follow them. I withdrew from my clit and slipped my fingers into his mouth. He sucked on them like they were a bottle of JD all the while keeping his eyes locked on mine. “You can have your hand back now” he grinned. He repeated this process half a dozen times before he let me come again and as I screamed out his name I collapsed against his chest totally spent.
“Not yet beautiful. You can collapse soon, but not yet. He pulled me off him and moved me around so I was on all fours on the bed. He slammed into me from behind, hitting my end every time. My nerves were on overload and I could barely see straight. “Fucking perfect Jade. So fucking tight, so fucking wet. Never thought I’d find perfection like this” and with that he came so hard inside me that I was full and dripping almost immediately. He roared out my name as he came with his hands wrapped tight around my hips and my name on his lips with his come running down my legs. I collapsed onto the bed and he followed me down, squashing me into the super soft mattress. “Sheets are christened. Were they as soft as you hoped?” I could feel him shaking with laughter at his own joke.
“Mmmm, yeah…yeah, yep they were. But we might have to test them again just to be sure.”
“Woman, you’re going to be the death of me! But I can’t think of a better way to die. Bring it on.”