This bonus chapter takes place the Christmas after J and Madison got back together in Storm (J returned to the club in the September of that year).
I opened my eyes and squinted as the sun that was streaming in through the window hit my face. Our bedroom was on the wrong side of the house for the sun, so on summer mornings the Queensland heat blazed with a scorching intensity. Personally, I loved the heat and didn’t mind that my clothes were already starting to stick to me. Hell, it gave me a good reason to get them off and I knew that J would be down for that too.
From the view afforded me through the window it looked to be a glorious day outside and a smile snaked across my face; I loved Christmas in the sun which was where we would be spending today. I rolled over and snuggled up to J, gently laying a palm on his chest. It was early still, the bedside clock read only six thirty. Last night had been a late one; the club always spent Christmas Eve together and we hadn’t gotten home until well after two am. It was a fantastic night, especially after such a shitty year.
“Mornin’,” J murmured, and placed his hand on mine while his eyes sort mine.
“Merry Christmas, baby,” I replied, and softly brushed my lips over his.
He grinned. “Fuck yeah. Where’s my Christmas present?”
“We’re exchanging them later, remember? At Scott’s.”
His smile was positively wicked now, and he slowly shook his head. “No, I’m talking about a private present, babe.” He grasped my hand and moved it down his body, placing it on his cock. His eyes danced and he winked at me. “Let’s see if you can do something with that.”
I wrapped my hand around his hard cock and slowly slid it up and down his length.
“Best fucking present, babe,” he muttered and then directed my lips to his.
Our kiss was unhurried yet full of passion, and desire curled through me. When J’s fingers made their way to my clit, an explosion of pleasure hit me and I got so carried away that I bit his lip.
He pulled away from our kiss and grunted, “Shit -”
We were interrupted by my phone but J quickly rolled so that he was almost on top of me and attempted to block me from answering it. “Leave it. It’s too fucking early for people to be ringing,” he grumbled.
I pushed my palms against his chest in an effort to move him off me. “It might be important, J.”
“Not fucking likely. It’s probably just someone ringing to wish you a Merry Christmas, and that can wait,” he said, as he resisted my efforts and tried to catch me in another kiss. I could feel his cock against my body and it almost distracted me from the ringing phone. Almost.
I gave him another forceful shove which succeeded in moving him enough so that I could slip underneath him and roll off the bed towards my phone. He recovered quickly and reached out to try and pull me back but it was futile as I’d already grabbed my phone and was about to answer it.
“Fucking cockblocker,” he muttered as he got up and headed into the bathroom.
I ignored him and answered the phone call; it was Serena. “Hey, honey. Merry Christmas!” I said, excited to be hearing from her.
“Merry Christmas, chica!”
A huge grin was now plastered across my face. “I miss you,” I said, and it was the absolute truth. Serena and I hadn’t seen each other for a couple of months and I was having serious withdrawals.
“Well, put the kettle on and open the bloody door and let me in.”
“What?” I screamed, “You’re here?” I ran to the front door and threw it open. I was greeted with the sight of Serena and Blake.
Blake stepped forward and caught me in a hug. As he pulled away, he murmured, “It’s been too long, baby girl.”
I smiled at him and nodded. “It really has.” We hadn’t seen each other since August, just before J returned from the road trip my father had banished him on. I’d spent some time in Coffs Harbour while J was away but we hadn’t made the time to catch up since then.
“You’re looking well. Much better than the last time I saw you,” he said, approvingly. “I hate to admit it but J must be good for you.”
I sighed. Blake and J hadn’t had the opportunity to get to know each other yet and Blake still held reservations about my relationship. “Yes, honey, J is good for me. You’ll see.”
Serena pushed Blake out of the way and threw herself at me. “I’ve fucking missed you! Why can’t you and biker boy move to Coffs?”
I laughed. “You could move to Brisbane.”
She let me go but held onto my shoulders and looked me in the eyes. “You’ll never move back will you?” she asked, with a more serious tone.
I shook my head. “I don’t think so. We’re pretty settled here.”
“And once he gets that ring on your finger, that’ll be it I guess,” she mused.