MC Sinners Boxed Set #1-7

~CHAPTER 8~ | JACKSON

~*CHAPTER 8*~

JACKSON

I can’t get her out of my head. She’s in there and she ain’t budging. Serenity. Fucking Serenity. She’s so fuckin’ perfect. So fuckin’ gorgeous. I shouldn’t even be lookin’ at her, but there she was, talkin’ freely about her innocence and blushing so damn sweet. I want her. It doesn’t matter how much I try to tell myself I don’t, I do. That kiss, fuck, that kiss. It consumed me. All night I lay awake, thinkin’ about it, wondering how the fuck I was going to get around this one. I can’t ignore it, I know that, but I can’t pretend it’s not happenin’ either.

I’m in the shower, trying to wash away all the tension of the morning. I’ve tried to clear my head, but I can’t get her to budge. I had to get away from the compound, just for an hour. I fill my palm with shampoo, and lather it into my hair, before throwing my head back and washing it out. My body is tight, my dick is hard, and I am acting like a love struck teenager. I don’t know what the attraction is, granted she’s fucking gorgeous, but she’s so much younger than me. I’ve never looked at a younger woman, never even thought about it, but she gets to me. It’s like we have something between us that just can’t be explained.

I get out of the shower and take a towel off the rack, running it over my body. I let out a deep sigh, and stare down at my dick, hard, standing on alert, and not going anywhere anytime soon. It jerks when I remember that kiss, when I remember her lips on mine. I will not fucking jerk off to a memory of her. I won’t do it. It’s fucking sick. Isn’t it? Closing my eyes, I reach down and wrap my fingers around my dick, squeezing it. Little bolts of pleasure shoot up my spine and I shudder. Fuck, I shouldn’t be doing this. I haven’t wanted to fuck a woman so much in years.

I begin stroking up and down, in a slow, steady rhythm. I groan, letting my head fall back. I move my hand a little faster, widening my stance so I don’t stumble backwards. Fuck, feels so damn good. I hate having to do this myself, but I have no interest in going anywhere near one of the club whores. No, my stupid, fucked up head only wants one thing - Serenity. I stroke harder, faster, my breath hitches as I feel my dick swell in my hand. One more hard jerk and I come. I feel the warmth hit my hand, and I hear my own groan as I gently slow the pace.

Then I hear a little gasp.

My eyes pop open.

And Serenity is standing at the door, mouth open, cheeks flushing, eyes on my dick.

Fuck.

“Oh. Oh. My. Oh. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were home. I thought...I thought...Oh...”

I quickly take a towel, covering myself. “Shit,” I rasp, my voice still husky from pleasure.

“I...I was just...I was just getting my cell and...”

“Um,” I mutter. “Fuck. I got nothin’.”

“I’m so sorry,” she babbles, “oh god, Jackson, so sorry.”

“It’s ok, I mean...”

“I...I...should go!” she stammers, turning and rushing out of the door.

“Serenity!” I call, but she’s gone.

A moment later I hear the front door slam.

Fuck.

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