Tig Trager's sister Jessie has been around the club as long as she can remember. She's always held her own with the men and croweaters alike until Happy walked into the clubhouse. Can she handle the killer, or can he handle her?
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Happy let himself into the house later that evening, stopping in the living room and sniffing, his stomach growling at the smell of pasta sauce and garlic. He walked through the darkened living room to the kitchen, stopping and leaning against the doorway to watch Jessie moving around. He grinned as she reached up to grab a couple of plates from the cabinet, the shirt she was wearing riding up to show the black thong underneath. He almost groaned out loud when she bent over to take a lasagna out of the oven, biting his lip to keep the sound inside.
She smiled when she turned in the act of taking the dish in her hands to the table. "Hey, baby. Long day, huh? Want a beer?"
Happy nodded as he scrubbed a hand over his face. "Yeah, it was. I can get my beer. You want one?"
Jessie shook her head as he opened the fridge. "Nah, I've got wine. Dinner's ready."
He joined her at the table and they made quick work of eating, chatting in between bites about their day. When they were finished, Jessie jumped up and grabbed the plates to take them to the kitchen. Happy frowned when she came back to grab the casserole dish and the basket that the garlic bread had been in.
"Babe, I can clean up. You cooked."
Jessie just leaned in and gave him a kiss before she smiled and shook her head. "Nonsense. You've had a long day, baby. Go take a shower and stretch out. I'll be in as soon as I get the dishwasher loaded."
Happy gave her a look as he shook his head. "You're not supposed to be overdoing it."
Jessie chuckled. "Hap, I'm doing dishes, not running a marathon. I'll be fine." She motioned toward the hall leading to the bedrooms. "Scoot."
Happy sighed before stealing one last kiss and getting up. He made quick work of his shower, not bothering to get dressed. He stretched out on his side of the bed, pulling the covers up over his naked lower half and closed his eyes, relaxing for the first time in what felt like forever. The entire time Jess had been laid up, he'd been tense, trying to anticipate any needs she might have before she had them, which was hard since he wasn't always there, but he had become something of an expert on Jessie Trager.
Now that they were back home, Happy hoped that everything would go back to normal. He knew it would take her a while to adjust since she was still healing, but hopefully being in her own house would help. He heard the bedroom door open and softly close before he felt the bed dip at his hip. He opened his eyes to see Jessie leaning over him to give him a kiss.
"Turn over and I'll give you a massage."
Happy sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "I should be giving you one. Work on those thigh muscles for you."
Jessie grinned. "You can have a turn tomorrow. Tonight I'm going to get you totally relaxed so that you can get a good night's sleep."
Happy smirked and rolled over onto his stomach. He almost groaned when he felt her straddle his waist and sit on his ass, her feet tucked under his thighs. He did moan when her small hands started kneading the sore muscles in his back, working one knot at a time. He clenched his hands into fists when she leaned over to kiss him on the neck, the feel of her bare skin against his telling him that she had removed the shirt she had been wearing.
Jessie started pressing kisses to his skin along his spine, moving farther and farther down until she reached his waist. He almost bucked her off when she moved the sheet to reach between his legs and stroke his balls.
"Shit, Jess!"
He heard her chuckle as she lightly bit him on the ass before smacking it. "Turn over, baby."
He heard her shift as he turned over onto his back, sucking in a breath when he saw that she was completely naked, kneeling beside him on the bed. Before he could move any further, intending to reach for her, she leaned in and slowly took his cock into her mouth, massaging his balls with one hand as the other rested on his stomach. He threw his head back on a long, drawn-out moan as she deep throated him then released his cock with a pop. She started to draw him in again, but he grabbed her hair and shook his head at her questioning look.
"Fuck, babe. I need to be inside you, Jess. Can't get pregnant by me shooting down your throat."
Jessie snickered as she nodded once before straddling him, taking him inside her in one smooth movement, making him yell her name. He watched her, mesmerized, as she threw her head back and reached behind herself to brace her hands on his thighs. He didn't think he'd ever seen anything as beautiful as she was right then, completely lost in the feeling of riding her man. As she came down on him, he thrust his hips up, making her cry out. He grinned before sitting up and wrapping his arms around her, his hands grasping her ass to lift and lower her easily.
"That's it, baby. Come for me, Jess. I'm so close baby."
He bit down on her collarbone as he brought her down hard onto him, making her scream. He hissed against her skin as he felt her contract around him, almost painfully. Her muscles milked him through her orgasm until he was ready to explode with need. He rolled them over so that she was beneath him and proceeded to jackhammer into her, his control fraying with every whimper and whispered curse from her lips.
"Hap... Oh my god, baby... "
With one more powerful snap of his hips, he snapped and came hard, probably the hardest he ever had, her name screaming from his lips as he collapsed on top of her. They lay there like that for a few minutes longer, each coming down from their own high until he finally had enough energy to shift off of her and back onto his back, pulling her into his side to cuddle.
"You ok, babe? I didn't get too rough?"
Jessie stretched languidly, letting her arm lay across his stomach and one leg twine between his. "God no, Hap. That was perfect."
He laid there quietly for a moment, grinning up at the ceiling. "You think we made a baby?"
He felt Jessie snicker before she kissed his side. "Jesus, if not, it wasn't for lack of trying."
