CHAPTER XXIX
Hard and fast. It had always been Happy's preference. Preferably with a bitch that knew to leave once he was done and did not have any expectations of him. In and out, no connections other than two bodies temporarily finding a release together.
One woman had changed that and he knew anything else but her would never be enough anymore. As he buried himself deep into her, her soft voice calling out his name, he closed his eyes, giving into her completely.
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"I'm sorry."
He heard her whisper softly against his skin, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine realising once again how easily this woman could turn him on with barely a touch. Pulling away, he bore his eyes into hers, searching her face for answers. "What the hell you apologising for?"
"For being such a girl and leaving you that voicemail." She sniggered self-deprecating, her eyes glistening with tears.
She tried to look away but he clasped his fingers around her neck forcing her to look at him. "Hey. You need me you call me Doc. You did good."
He leaned forward capturing her mouth in a hungry kiss. Her hands flew to his face, pulling him in closer, deepening their kiss.
Truth was by the time she had called him, he was already on his way back. When Parker had called him to brief him on what had happened, he'd wanted to be with her straight away. Jo might have been a strong person, she had been through hell as a kid and he'd known that her father showing up unannounced after all those years would steer some painful shit with her and he didn't want her to be alone with it.
She broke their kiss, her hand caressing his cheek as she rested her forehead on his. "Thank you."
"Take a seat. " He commanded turning around to pick up the frying plan and emptying its contents onto waiting plates. Walking to the table he set the plate in front of her. "Eat."
"I'm not really that hungry."
"That wasn't a suggestion doc." He replied sternly as he took a seat facing her. She looked worn out, her eyes usually so bright were dimmed and she had tired lines on her face. He watched her as she played with her food for a moment, stabbing the eggs with her fork absently before she finally took a bite. They ate in silence for a few minutes.
"Where is Parker? "she enquired, the Prospect absence finally computing.
"Sent him home." Happy replied as he finished his eggs. "Kozik picked him up."
She nodded, rubbing her neck as she put her fork down. "It was my dad, Hap. The car following me, whoever it was, they were sent by my dad. He pretty much admitted it. He knew about your aunt and about you. I don't know why I didn't think about it sooner really." She paused taking in a deep breath, forcing a smile as she gazed at him. "You should get some sleep. You been riding all night, you must be exhausted."
"Don't worry about me Doc. I'm gonna head to the shower and then we'll talk." He announced as he stood taking his plate and putting it into the sink. He walked back, laying a kiss on her hair as he pointed a finger towards the food. "Make sure you finish that Doc."
He made his way to the bedroom, grabbing his duffle bag as he did. After spending most of the night on the road, his body ached and he craved a hot shower, hoping the steaming water would bring him some relief. He pulled out some clean clothes from his bag before removing his cut and holster placing them over the dresser. Heading into the bathroom, he turned on the water letting the water warm up and got rid of his clothes, throwing them in the laundry bin. As the steam filled the room, he stepped into the shower welcoming the feel of the water on his skin. Placing his hands on the cold tiles, he let his head fall, squeezing his eyes shut letting the power jet batter his tired body.
After a few minutes, he straightened up and grabbed the bar of soap, holding it under the water to humidify it before lathering himself with it. His fingers moved to his ribs and he found the irritated skin of his new ink.
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Happy pushed the glass doors and let himself in. The loud goth music escaping from the speakers assaulted his ears as he made his way towards the counter. She looked up and her face broke into a smile. She removed her reading glasses, letting them fall onto her chest and dropped the newspaper she'd been skimming onto her desk.
"Well, fuck me. Look who's just found their way into my shop." She sniggered.
"Hey Marty."
"Hey Marty. Three fucking years and that's all you got to say to me kid?"
"Been busy."
"I bet."
She stood, walking around the counter, coming face to face with him. Holding out her hand, she smiled. "Show me."
He reached into his pocket, taking out a piece of paper he'd been holding onto for a few weeks now. Closing her fingers on it, she unfolded it and raised an eyebrow as she clasper her fingers around her glasses and put them back on. She skimmed through the drawing for a moment before removing her glasses and handing him the piece back. "Your work I presume."
He nodded in confirmation. "I need it done now."
"Of course you do. Take a seat and lose the tee shirt. I'll be with you. "
She didn't ask any questions and he hadn't expected her to. In all those years he had known her, she had never asked. The only comments she would ever made was on the designs themselves, if for example she didn't think the placement was any good or to make a suggestion on his initial idea.
If Happy had done most of the Tacoma Charter's ink over the years, he had to find an artist to do his own. He didn't not trust many people with a tattoo gun and it was Wally who had suggested he met with Marty. Happy couldn't say he had been overly impressed when he'd first met the woman. She had looked more like a grade school teacher than a tattoo artist and more importantly she didn't have any ink on her. She still didn't. Marty had come to tattooing after going to art school and not quite finding her way. She had never had any interest in getting any work done for herself which a rarity amongst the trade, most people wouldn't trust an artist with no ink. But Happy had figured that if Wally Tanker recommended her, she had to be good. In fact, she was better than good, she was a true artist with a tattoo gun and the only person Happy trusted with his ink.
He walked into the tattoo room and grabbed his tee shirt pulling it off his head before sitting on the chair. She walked to him, her eyes appraising her work on his chest. Pursing her lips, she pointed to his chest where the exit wound of the bullet that had almost killed him had messed up some of the ink.
"Want me to fix that for you while we're at it?"
He looked down at where she was pointing his hand instinctively reaching for it. He had thought about it. Exorcising the events that had taken place by covering it back and fixing the ink. Making the scar disappear. But in the end, he had decided against it. Because that scar reminded him of what had happened. It reminded him of what had almost happened and like he'd told Jo after their first night together, it would never happen to him again. He would never drop his guard like that again.
"Nah, I'm good."
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He brushed his fingers on the tattoo, appraising it again. It was an anchor attached to a rope and inside the rope, he had Marty write "Joanie". As usual, Marty had done a great job and he was very happy with the result. Happy had been playing with the idea for a while now but Rogue River had sealed the deal. She had asked him to prove she was his and give into her completely and by god there was nothing he wanted more. The very idea of her walking away had sent him spinning and messed him up bad. He needed to show her how committed he was to her and make sure she knew she was his. He had told her and he would tell her again and again, he wasn't letting her go. She was his anchor.
The bathroom door edged open and he stilled turning to see her outline through the shower screen. She met his eyes, words unnecessary and he felt a yearning for her. "Come here Doc."
She moved closer into the steam filled room and she untied her robe before slipping out of her blue negligee. She untied her hair, letting it fall onto her body and stepped into the shower with him. He moved back to allow her room and she looked up, letting the water soak up her hair and body before casting her eyes back on him.
The soap suds slid down his body and something caught her eyes. He realized she'd seen the ink as she reached out, he delicate fingers lightly brushing it. She swallowed hard tearing her eyes from the tat and back to him.
"When did you do this?"
"Last night."
Despite the water falling on her face, he saw her eyes and he reached out to grab her, his hands placed round her hips as he pulled her closer.
He leaned forward her lips searching for hers, her mouth finding his sending a familiar tingling down his cock. His hands resting on her firm buttocks. He reached up and ran his knuckles down her jawline before wrapping his hand round her throat, she threw her head back as he planted soft wet kisses down her exposed neck.
She brought her hand round and felt his cock and he felt himself grow hard instantly. His breath quickened as she stroke him his hot deep breath against her neck she cupped his balls and rolled them in her hand all the while he nibbled her neck , his need for her engulfing him like a furnace.
The water cascaded over their bodies as the intensity of need for each other intensified. He wanted desperately to bury himself deep inside of her, possess her body and soul. She pressed her slender naked body against him, he pushed her against the wet tiles, the coldness bringing out goosebumps on her skin as his cock dug into her stomach. Her nipples hardened instantly as he rolled them between his thumb and fore finger. Her breathing coming in short fast pants, she bit her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning.
'Look into my eyes as I fuck you' he huskily breathed, his face so close to hers their nose were touching.
Sticking his thigh between her legs, he parted them with ease and in one smooth movement, he lifted her leg and entered her, a gasp escaping from her mouth as she absorbed the pleasure. Their bodies moved in unison as he thrust into her, his cock pounding her pussy. Her body was on fire for him and she grabbed his ass to pull him deeper into her, her nails digging into his skin.
He ground his pelvis against hers faster and faster as she flexed her hips to meet his. With one hand, he reached up and pulling her hair he bit her neck, she was driving him insane and he was getting very close.
Her eyes hungrily searched his as her body began to convulse the muscles in her belly clenched and tightened he groaned "Come with me Joanie."
He felt the familiar twitch of his cock as he poured himself into her at the same time as her orgasm ripped her apart. Moaning as the explosive feelings tore through her body they came together their eyes never parting.
His cock slipped out from her wetness and she grinned up at him. "I like it. A lot."
"I noticed."
They washed each other in silence and by the time they exited the bathroom they still hadn't exchanged another word. He dried himself off and wrapped the white towel around his waist as she slipped into her bath robe, meeting his eye through the mirror. He walked behind her, resting his hands on her hips as he kissed her neck. "Come on, something I need to show you."
He took her hand guiding her to the bedroom and reached into his cut, taking a piece of paper out and holding it out to her.
She darted questioning eyes to him. "What is it?"
"Take a look."
She looked at him for a second before carefully unfolding the piece of paper. It was the crow. The same one she'd liked when he'd shown her drawings in the comfort of his room at Norwood. A crow with its wings open as if it was about to fly, except he'd made a few modifications to it. Now the crow was holding a rope into its mouth and the rope was tangled into an anchor. Inside the rope, he had scripted his name.
"I remember this." She whispered with a soft smile and he could hear a slight tremor in her voice.
"I know."
She looked up, gazing into his eyes as hers glistened with emotion. "Is this you asking me something here Hap?
"I ain't asking." He remarked as his lips curled into a knowing smile. He had told her the same thing when he'd asked her to wait for him. It might have only been a few month ago but it seemed like an eternity.
"Is this about what I said in Rogue River?"
Truth was, Happy had been thinking about this long before Rogue River. But after what she'd said to him, he'd kicked himself for not telling her sooner and realised he needed to show her just what her place in his life was. They hadn't been together for that long, but he was certain. He didn't need to be with her for years to be sure. He had no doubt at all that she was the one woman he would ever love. She completed him. She appeased him. She loved him. And he knew she didn't have doubts either. It wasn't why he'd taken so long to tell her. No, it wasn't it at all. Happy was a man who carried a lot of baggage with him and before he fully committed to this woman, before he made her officially his, he had wanted to lighten the load. He wasn't going to take an old lady and not be able to take care of her and give her everything she deserved. Especially not Jo. But he had underestimated her and she had called him out on his shit. After that, he'd known what he needed to do and that was letting her know she was his no question.
"You were right." he admitted as she had a small smile. Motioning to the paper with his head, he asked. "You know what this means Doc right?"
"Means I'm yours. For the long haul."
He took a step towards her nodding to confirm."Mine for the long haul. Means nothing and no one gets between you and I. You good with that?"
She wiped her eyes, smiling through tears. "I am definitely good with that."
He let out a small laugh and cradling her face in his hands, he brought her to him, crashing his mouth onto hers with passion.
He greedily took her lips, running his tongue over hers. Her lips urged him on to satisfy her need, and he began to lose himself in the warmth of her. A quiet moan passed between her lips and he took it inside him, like a pledge she offered as he felt the stirring of his cock against his towel.
Before she could try to wrap her arms around his neck, he broke off the kiss and Placing his strong hands upon her shoulders and he pulled her robe off and let it slide down her arms, falling like a pool at her feet leaving her standing there naked and aroused. "You don't need that anymore Doc."
He dropped to his knees in front of her intoxicated by her body. He kissed her stomach gently and watched as the goose bumps emerged on her skin. She breathed sharply as his fingers brushed against the cheeks of her bum, she couldn't help but tense her muscles as he teased her bum and back with his fingertips.
As he kissed along her belly, he traced his tongue just above her pussy and she held her breath for what seemed like forever as he lightly bit her hips and the tops of her thighs and every now and then he would kiss his way to her mound, breathing against her clit.
Pushing her back so she would lean on the dresser for support, he lifted her leg wrapping it over his shoulder, his hands firmly gripping her hips as he found her core. He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue, her breathing coming out in short fast pants. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer onto her as she ground herself against his face, her clit pressed against his nose as his tongue was deep inside her. His fingers clawed her firm buttocks as she bucked her hips against him
He slid her down ever so slightly so that he could nip her clit in his teeth; He held it in between his teeth and teased it with his tongue. She was shaking involuntary on him as she threw her head back and screamed, not in pain but in pure ecstasy as she came hard, harder than she had ever done before as he savored her sweet taste as she slowly rode it out.
He stood up and removed the towel that hang down on his hips, his erection springing free. He was already hard for her and ached to be inside her he was so hard it was painful. He grabbed her face between his hands and kissed her violently his need for her suddenly overwhelming. He lifted her up and brought her over to the bed, gently pushing her down the mattress. his lips never leaving hers, their tongues darting into each others mouths.
He raised his hands and holding her head kissed her lips more forcefully as she ran her hands down his chest. There hands explored each others bodies as if they were strangers touching for the first time, he took her breast in his hand his thumbs working over her skin in slow soft circular motions. Taking her nipple in his teeth he tugged gently while he moved his hand back to her core, stroking her bare skin, his fingers moving along her pussy as a low groan escaped from her lips. His fingers traced down her slit which was wet from pure pleasure, up and down he rubbed, her clit throbbed begging to be touched as he inserted a finger inside her. She rocked her hips her skin was flushed as he finger fucked her.
In one smooth movement his finger still inside her his thumb began to press on her clit, she relished the feeling as her muscles began to clench. His fingers moving rhythmically inside her, her juices dripping onto his hand she squirmed beneath his touch.
"I need you inside of me Hap. Please, now."
He kissed her hard. He parted her lips with his tongue, then slid his tongue into her mouth, taking her breath away. His tongue found hers, swirled around hers. He drew her tongue between his lips, and gently sucked her tongue as he placed his cock at her entrance, burying himself deep inside of her into her.
Hard and fast. It had always been Happy's preference. Preferably with a bitch that knew to leave once he was done and did not have any expectations of him. In and out, no connections other than two bodies temporarily finding a release together.
One woman had changed that and he knew anything else but her would never be enough anymore. As he buried himself deep into her, her soft voice calling out his name, he closed his eyes, giving into her completely, his body over hers in long strokes.
She wrapped her legs tightly around him and pulled him deeper inside by grabbing his ass and pulling for all she was worth, grinding faster and faster as he thrust into her. He felt her tighten around him, her nails digging into his flesh as she cried out.
"Oh god, Hap."
Her legs still tightly wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper into her, he felt the wall of her pussy gripping him tightly, her body dissolving into pleasure almost as she climaxed with a loud gasp.
Her pleasure filled moans sent him over the edge and he felt his cock tighten, a surge of ecstasy run through his veins as he came inside her with such force she could feel every bit of life draining from him. As her pussy pulsated around him, he held her tightly never wanting this to end.
They clung together, the perspiration on their bodies glistening as their breathing grew slower, they shifted slightly as she snuggled into his strong arms, the two of them perfectly in sync.
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