He started fucking and didn’t fucking stop. Jett pounded at her, loving the feel of her pussy holding tight, going for the wild ride. Somewhere in the recess of his mind, he told himself they would never be able to do this again. Either he’d end up dead, Lena would end up dead, or she would be gone. So this was it. Take it, love it, then lose it.
Jett gritted his teeth and fucked harder with a forceful pain in his chest. He didn’t want to lose Lena. And, fuck, that meant he didn’t want to lose his own life. Death never gave him much of a run and neither did the thought of it. But right now, as he thrust forward, watching his thick cock slide so hard and so deep into Lena’s sweet and perfect body, he didn’t want to die. He wanted to fucking feel this for a long damn time.
Lena put her hands to the bed and lifted up a little. She threw her hair back and then looked back at Jett. When he met eyes with her, it was like lightening had hit the room. That spark and connection, the truth shining right there in her eyes, it was enough that Jett thrust and held there. He then brought his body down to Lena’s back and reached for her mouth. They kissed. It was completely sloppy and messy from the angle, but it was amazing. Lena gently rocked her body, the pressure against Jett’s cock, bringing him right to the fucking edge. An edge he would normally fight back against but right now, he wanted to come. He let go and while Lena was gentle, his cock was anything but. He couldn’t control himself as he pumped at Lena, spilling inside her with each throb.
Over and over, he felt her tongue darting into his mouth. Her breathing was wild, her groans beautiful, her pussy like nothing Jett ever fucking felt before.
With one hand rested to her ass, Jett gently worked himself back and forth, making sure nothing was wasted from himself inside her. The kiss broke and they just stared at each other. There were words lingering in the air. Plenty of words. Words that maybe didn’t make much sense because of how little they knew about each other… but what the fuck did it matter? Truth was truth. Connection was connection.
Jett opened his mouth to say something - say anything, man. Fuck - when there was a knock at the door, and then it opened.
“Fucking right,” a voice said.
Jett looked back and saw Blaine standing there. Jett was still inside Lena, her ass still in the air.
“Get out!” Jett yelled.
“I guess this is better than shooting her,” Blaine said. “Well, you still shot her. Just with a different gun. Right, man?”
“Fuck off.”
“Can’t do that. We’re getting ready. We have one chance to do this and do it right.”
Jett gritted his teeth. He couldn’t pull out because he didn’t want Blaine to see everything. It would make him insanely jealous.
Jealous? I’m jealous now? What the fuck…
“So, yeah,” Blaine said, “I need you to kind of fucking hurry up and come talk to me. Miller is looking trigger happy. For anyone.”
Blaine left the room and Jett eased his cock from Lena. She jumped from the bed and pulled up her jeans. Jett watched the way her hands and body shook. He was quick to grab her and pull her close.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “We’ll make it all right.”
“I want to believe you,” Lena said. “But what do you know about me? What do I know about you?”
Jett looked down at her. “We’re going to fix that part, too. With time. That’s what we’re fighting this for, beautiful. For time. Got that?”
Lena swallowed and nodded.
Jett kissed her. “Be ready. For anything.”
It pained Jett a little to just leave her hanging there. But he had to.
He left the room and found a group of guys waiting.
Blaine, Jace, two prospects, and behind them, Miller.
“Tell me you like her,” Miller said.
“What?”
“The woman. Tell me you like her.”
“I just…”
“Don’t fuck with this,” Blaine whispered. “Answer him, Jett.”
“Fine,” Jett said. “I like her, Miller, okay? She makes me feel… something, man. Just something.”
“Well, you better get over that shit, and fast,” Miller said. “Time to ride. Time to fucking finish this.”
ten.
Lena had thought about getting on the back of a motorcycle a few times. She figured it would be something dangerous, and also something that came with hot sex implications. Lena had the hot sex already, now she was just stuck with something dangerous.
And that was sitting on the back of Jett’s motorcycle as they approached Angelo’s restaurant. One of the guys - was it Griffin? - snooped and found out plenty of truth on Victor. He was connected, but he wasn’t a made man. He didn’t have power or authority to do what he had been doing, including going after Angelo. Victor used to bully Angelo in school and it was Georgie, the head of the family, who stepped in and ended the bullying. At least for a little while. Now with age and an appearance of power in hand, Victor had been going after Angelo for a long time.