After Us (Next Generation #6) - J.M. Walker Page 0,19

leave a message if it’s that important.”

Instead of pushing me away, he placed a hard peck on my mouth.

The ringing stopped, only to start back up again seconds later.

Jaron grumbled a curse. “I’ll take care of it but whatever you’re thinking, whatever you’re hoping for, forget it. Because when it does finally happen, it’ll be so much better than what you’re imagining.” He kissed my cheek and left the shower.

I sighed, a shiver trembling through me.

I had no idea what the hell just happened, but I could only hope that Jaron would eventually make good on his promise.

Sex wasn’t everything but it had been how we started.

Maybe it was all we could ever have.

Jaron

When I left Piper in the shower, alone and naked, very naked I might add, it took everything in me not to ignore my phone and give her what she wanted. But the fact that it kept ringing over and over again, made me wonder if it was one of my club brothers calling. I had missed so many club meetings, I had to do what I could to get caught up. Even though my dad, as well as Cyrus and Sammy, filled me in whenever they came to visit, it wasn’t the same.

Quickly drying myself off, I slid into a pair of jeans and answered my cell. “Mercer.”

“I heard you were out but almost didn’t believe it myself. I was kind of hoping that because you killed my son, you’d stay there forever. But even I can’t control that. And I am technically still the mayor of this fucking city too.”

My back stiffened at the deep voice in my ear. “What do you want, Price?”

“You will refer to me as Mr. Mayor, Jaron,” he bit out.

“Sorry, you lost my respect the moment you hired underage girls to work at your club.” I leaned against the dresser, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” The mayor chuckled. “Listen, as much as I’m loving this, I just had to call and hear it for myself. I’m sure we’ll chat soon.” The call disconnected.

I swallowed a curse and threw the phone on the dresser.

“Everything okay?”

I glanced up.

Piper stood in the doorway to the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body and another wrapped around her hair on top of her head.

My dick twitched, swelling with need for her.

“Jaron?” Piper chewed her lip, taking a step toward me. “What do you need?”

You. Beneath me. On top of me. I don’t give a shit where. I just need you.

I wasn’t doing either of us any favors by not giving us what we wanted. She could make me feel better. She could give me the strength I needed to go and live my life. Our life. For her. For our daughter. For us.

I glanced at the door. My body trembled, my hands shaking. The hairs on my skin tingled. With need. Want. Fear.

Fear of the unknown and what would come of this. Could she handle me at my worst? Jail fucked me up. I wanted to give her every horrible detail. I wanted to tell her what I did to survive. To make it so I could come back to her and our daughter.

When Piper stood a foot away from me, I could smell the sweet scent of her floral shampoo. I gripped the edge of the dresser, my nails digging into the wood.

“Jaron?” Piper closed the distance between us, placing a hand on my chest. Her eyes snapped to mine. “Your heart’s racing.”

I inhaled a sharp breath. The control was wearing thin as her scent wafted into my nose. It billowed around me, enveloping me in a blanket of ultimate desire and seduction.

She licked her lips, wetting her mouth.

That one movement, that tiny little action, made me step forward. In a quick move, I curled my arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

She gasped, slapping her hands against my chest.

Ripping the towel from her head, I fisted her hair and pulled her head back. Leaning down to her throat, I scraped my teeth up the length of it.

Her chest rose and fell, her breath coming out in small bursts of air.

Sliding a hand down the length of her back, I cupped her ass, making sure to keep my mouth against her throat. I could feel her pulse beating beneath my tongue. The faster it was, the harder I became.

Snaking her arms around my neck, she pulled me closer. The hold was so damn