SAGE (7 page)

“I’ll hurt you.” I walked to the sink.

“Listen bitch...”  Blondie moved closer.

I elbowed her in the face.

She stumbled back into a bathroom stall.

Her friends ran out.

I washed my hands while Blondie pulled it together.

“You’re too old for this mean girl in the bar shit.” 

I dried my hands.

She held her busted nose.

“You’re at least thirty.” 

I put the paper towels in the trash. 

“Keep playing someone will hurt you bad.” 

I glanced over my shoulder.

Her eyes were wide.

“Ice that when you get home.”

I left the ladies room.

Ramsey was at the bar.

The women huddled in the corner with their friends.

I laughed. They look terrified.

The bartender motioned to me.

She poured me a double shot of whiskey.

“How bad is it in there?” 

“I busted her nose.” 

I knocked back the shot.

The bartender laughed. “Nancy tries herself out with every Tom, Dick, and Harry. This will teach her.” She smiled at me. “Have a goodnight.”

I went outside with Ramsey.

“I saw them run out of there.” 

He gave me the helmet.

I shrugged and put it on.

Ramsey laughed and got on the motorcycle. I got on behind him with my legs wide. He caressed my thighs and pulled me close. I put my arms around his chest. This was our lovers embrace. The motorcycle roared to life and I felt the vibration. He didn’t have to check to see if I was ready. We took off and I felt the wind under my dress. The chill in the night air was replaced with the warmth of his back. The fast motorcycle ride sparked excitement from times past. I was still in love with Ramsey and missed those late night slow rides, sex until after sunrise, and lazy days in bed.  We rode into the resort. A few minutes later we coasted to a stop outside the cabin. I held onto him. I didn’t want to lose the feeling. He touched my hands and I let him go. He got off the motorcycle and then helped me with the helmet.

“I miss it too Sweetheart.”

I got off the motorcycle and rushed into his arms.

He held me. “We’ll have more good times.” 

I shook my head.

He grabbed my chin. “We will.”

He rubbed his thumb along my cheekbone.

“This isn’t where it ends. Not for us.”

He lifted me and put my legs around him.  We went to the cabin. He tucked his arm under my butt, pulled the keys out of his pocket, and opened the cabin door. He carried me in and kicked the door closed behind us.

“We’re taking a shower.” 

Ramsey gave me direction and I loved it. 

I kicked off my boots and shrugged out of my sweater and jacket. We went in the bathroom. Ramsey put me on the vanity. He took off his shirt. My eyes filled with lust.  I traced his abs up to the tribal tattoo. The ink was a design from his ancestors. It covered one side of his chest and ran the length of his arm down to his wrist. Ramsey had the body of an Egyptian God. He tossed his shirt, unbuckled his belt, and then undid his pants.

I moaned when I saw his love lines.

“Take off the dress.” He gazed at me.

I came out of it quick.  

He turned on the shower and stepped out of his boots

He took off his pants and pulled down his boxers.

His dick sprung out.

I moaned. My legs trembled.

I unhooked my bra.

We stepped into the shower and shared tender kisses under the hot streams of water. I poured gel onto a sponge and ran it across his chest. I took my time and adored him. It was the intimacy of our showers I liked the most. He took the sponge and touched me. My eyes fluttered closed. The steamy mist and his soothing caresses relaxed me. He ran the sponge in between my thighs. My hips jerked. He dropped the sponge, lifted me and entered me quick. His stroke was sensual. The sensation spread through my body. I hit my peak and cried out. He covered my mouth with his and made love to me like only he could. When it ended I was weak. We finished in the shower. Ramsey dried off and then left the bathroom naked. I laughed. He’s crazy, it’s cold out there. I wrapped a towel around me and then dried my hair.

“C’mon Sweetheart!”

“Don’t rush me!” I yelled back and then smiled.

He was sexy even when he was impatient.

I came out of the bathroom.

The fire from the cast iron stove created a warm glow inside the cabin. I walked to the bed naked.

He held up the blankets for me.

I slid in and cuddle on him.

I was exhausted but didn’t want to go to sleep.

Ramsey kissed my eye lids. “Settle in.” 

He hooked my leg and pulled it over him.

It felt good. Comfortable. I purred.

“Goodnight darlin.”  His lips brushed my forehead. 

I drifted off to sleep. It is incredible how real dreams can feel. I like when I feel light as a feather. It’s like being on a cloud, suspended in the air, and bathed in sunlight. I feel closer to heaven when I dream like that. I awoke to the sunlight that streamed in through the cabin windows. Ramsey wasn’t there. I eased out of bed and yanked the sheet with me. I rushed to the door. I smiled. He was outside with a tow truck. I saw ole Betsy locked in. The men secured his motorcycle. I knew the tow truck was headed for New Orleans. He was serious about me coming home. A man tossed him keys. Ramsey turned around and walked back to the cabin.

I stood in the doorway.

“I don’t disappear.”

He gave me a passionate kiss.

We went inside.

CHAPTER NINE

RAMSEY

I closed the door.

“I thought you left me.”

She gave me that full pout. 

I kissed her and damn she tasted sweet.

I picked her up and the sheet dropped at our feet. Her soft skin and dangerous curves did it for me. I put her legs around me. I put her on the bed.  She turned to face me, got on her knees, and then relaxed onto her arms. She lowered her head and waited to receive me. I ran my hand through her hair. Her butt bounced as she went lower. This is how she submits to me.

I took off my shirt and unbuckled my pants.

I unzipped and pulled them down with my boxers.

She glanced up at me and her lips parted.

I groaned as I slid into her hot, wet, mouth.

I gathered her hair and eased in more.

She slowly rotated her hips.

I could hear how wet she was.

My dick jerked.

She choked a little.

I caressed her jaw. 

She would wait and suffer until I did it.

She let out a sexy frustrated moan.

I thrust deeper into her mouth.

I hit the back of her throat and she purred.

I eased out, grabbed her hair, and came in rough.

Her eyes watered and she came.

I tried to ease out.

Her lips tightened and she sucked harder.

I growled. Her butt bounced more.

I fucked her mouth.

She started a slow grind to match my thrusts.

I knew how it made her feel.

She wanted to adore me and I was pleased.

The sensation became too much.

The heat ran through me.

I confessed my love in my language.

She sighed in satisfaction.

I pulled out and snatched her up.

I put her in the chair and spread her legs wide.

I crouched down and came in length deep.

She was my heaven.

She felt amazing.

I fucked her hard.

She bit my shoulder.

I banged through her wetness.

I was lost in her and still I needed more.

I wanted her to come inside of it with me.

She fought against it. 

I felt her willpower break.

She sobbed in pleasure. 

She whispered the words in my language.

It pushed me over my limit.

We climaxed together.

She cuddled against me chest.

I held her until she calmed down.

I eased out of her.

She curled up in the chair exhausted.

I put a sheet over her.

I took a quick shower and then ran her bath.

I came out to check on her. 

I smiled. She was half asleep.

Not once did she ask about Billy.

She trusted me to check on him.

I saw Billy this morning.

I made sure he ate.

Hell that was enough.

I asked him what he knew about Scott.

He said not much. He comes and goes that’s it.

I didn’t expect Billy to know much but damn.

Brian will hit me up after he talked to Milo.

Scott wasn’t around and I wasn’t surprised.

I thought about what the bartender told me.

Last time he came in with a woman...

There’s always a woman involved at some point.

Scott seemed the type to let a woman run shit. 

I went in the bathroom, let the tub filled more and then leveled it with cold water. The steam rose into the air. Sage liked her bath hot with a rush of cool water. I would make sure she was comfortable and then get her some food. We had to check out by noon. I went to her, picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom.

She moaned in my arms.

“I know you’re tired.” I kissed her forehead.

“You can sleep in the car.” 

“Okay.”  She sighed.

I held her hair. She eased down into the tub.

I felt the layer of cool and then heat on my arm. The water swept over her. I let her adjust to the water and then I put towels under her neck. Her hair fanned out over the rim of the tub. I’m glad she didn’t cut it. I like it long and wild. Sage wanted me to stay.  I would but we had to eat. I bent down and she rose to meet me. I kissed those soft lips and left the bathroom. I put on my clothes. I glanced around.

Sage didn’t have much to pack.

I heard vehicles outside.

I went to the door and stepped out.

Scott and his men were on their way over. 

I leaned against the porch.

“Where’s Sage?”  He walked up the steps.

“What’s the job?”  I ignored his question.

“I wanted to talk to you both.” 

“Well you can say it to me.” 

“She won’t stay with you.”  Scott laughed.

“Sage will pick Billy when it comes down to it.” 

“And I’ll come for her.” 

I laughed at the look on his face.

He tried to walk past me.  

I stepped in his way.  “What’s the job?”

Scott looked me in the eye.

“I’ll speak to Sage whenever I want.” 

He smiled. “I’ll do more than that if I want too.”  

He shoved past me.

I grabbed him.

He tried to elbow me and I blocked it.

He punched me in the side.

I punched him in the chest.

He stumbled backwards. 

Big boy ran up the steps and shoulder charged me.

We crashed into the cabin and I lost my breath.

Scott punched me in the face.

I hit big boy’s weak spot and kneed him in the chin.

His knees went weak.

I squared off on Scott.

His men pulled their guns and moved in close.

I put my hands up in mock surrender.

“I guess you’re outnumbered.”

Scott punched me in the face.

I head butted him hard.

I snatched up the guy next to me.

I took his gun and choked him up. 

The men had their guns on me.

I held the gun on Scott.

Sage opened the door.

Scott brushed his suit off.  “Good Morning.”

Her eyes narrowed.

“Sweetheart, don’t.” I told her.

“Can we talk inside?”

Scott touched the bruise on his head.

“No.” She stared at him. 

“We can do it here.”  

She gazed at me. “If you tell me I will.”