Page 39 of Brandishing Balance (Devil’s Psychos MC #3)

Jason

“ W as it so bad being with us back then?” I asked, almost regretting it immediately.

“No.” Maya didn’t hesitate, not even for a second. My heart calmed for a moment, but my mind still raced a million miles a minute.

“I know the club is important to you guys, and I’m glad Marcos is now president, but that also terrifies me because of the expectations of time and attention.

He’s married to that club as are the two of you, and I don’t know where I fit in all of that.

” Maya took a deep breath, before she continued on.

“Being with you guys painted a giant target on my back, and I unfortunately fell victim.”

“May—”

“I should have been smart enough to speak up,” she spoke louder, emphasizing her point.

“All I can think about is how intense everything was between us, especially in those last couple of weeks. I should have used my safe word and made you guys listen to me, but the timing always seemed to not be right, or you guys weren’t home. Working nights didn’t help either.”

“Maya.” I breathed her name like it was a prayer.

My heart lay in shambles around me as I heard her very clearly tell me how I failed as a dom.

She may not have said those words, but she spelled out each and every failure on how my sub couldn’t come to me with life-threatening news, how she didn’t feel comfortable talking to me.

How she thinks she should have used her fucking safe word just to get my damn attention, because I was too far up my own fucking ass to realize something was wrong with her.

“This really is a conversation that we need to have with Marcos and Nico present. There’s much we need to discuss as a group if this is going to move forward,” she said.

“Yeah,” I grunted, lost for words.

She went to climb off my lap, but I squeezed her tighter against me. “Jason,” she muttered.

“Having you close heals my broken heart. I can’t breathe without you. Please, just stay.” The words come out in a low rumble, and I can feel Maya shiver as my words wash over her. She always did have a thing for my voice; and if I sometimes used that to my advantage, who would ever know?

“Alright,” she murmured softly. Her voice was low and husky and had me thinking dirty things. “Can I turn around? My knees are starting to hurt.”

“Yeah, baby,” I mutter. I help her slowly turn around, so she’s sitting on the blanket between my legs. I held her close, her back to my chest, enjoying the warmth of her body against mine. Savoring the feeling of her in my arms, I pressed a kiss to the side of her neck.

“What’s in the cooler?” she asked, breaking me out of my reverie. I had forgotten all about the cooler.

“Dessert. Shit.” I tried to lean forward and reach for it, but with her firmly between my legs, I couldn’t reach.

“I got it.” She pulled away from me, and I immediately missed the warmth of her body pressed against mine. The cool night air was seeping in through my hoodie, but her body heat was keeping it at bay.

Maya grabbed the small cooler I packed and pulled it closer. She turned on the flashlight on her phone and opened it. Her squeal of excitement sent shivers down my spine. I fucking loved when she got excited about something. “Strawberries and dips?” she asked, inspecting all the containers.

“Yeah. There’s chocolate and cool whip and that one fruit dip you like. There’s also apples and caramel.”

“Fuck. Yes.” Maya settled back between my legs and opened the snack box I packed with our desserts.

Silence fell between us, as Maya dug into the snacks. I grabbed an apple slice here or there and at one point she turned around to feed me a chocolate-covered strawberry, but mostly I let her snack in peace. We’d both bared our hearts and souls tonight; a breather was much needed.

After a moment, I grabbed a strawberry from the container, dipped it in chocolate, then topped it with cool whip before I grabbed Maya’s jaw with my other hand and turned her to face me.

The startled gasp that left her lips was the opening I needed to paint her lips with chocolate and cool whip, before I slowly pushed the strawberry between her lips, fucking her mouth with it.

Her moan was lewd as fuck and had my cock immediately standing at attention. My balls were already throbbing, just from watching her eat, but this was a whole other level. Finally, she bit down into the strawberry, groaning.

“Fucking hell,” I muttered.

She chuckled softly around her bite of fruit.

I held the fruit to her lips until she finished the whole strawberry and sucked my fingers into her mouth. “Maya,” I groaned.

“Mmm.”

“You keep doing that, you’re gonna regret it.”

“No, I don’t think I will.” She grinned brightly, even in the moonlight, I could see her smile.

“Baby,” I moan, dropping my head against hers. I needed to get myself under control. There was no way we could have sex tonight. Not after everything she’d been through not even a month ago.

“What, Jason?” Her voice was a soft sing-song melodic tone that drove me fucking wild.

I took a deep breath and let it out slow. I was rock fucking hard, my cock digging into her lower back. I loved how she fit in my arms, but it was not the time for anything sexy. We still had things to talk about; she was nowhere near ready. This couldn’t happen.

“You’re driving me fucking crazy.” I purposely added gravel to my voice, so I could watch those beautiful shivers dance across her skin. Kissing her neck, I ran my hands over her stomach and up, under her shirt, cupping her breasts.

Maya moaned throatily as my hands kneaded her flesh. “Jase,” she gasped, arching against me. Her ass dug into my cock and I groaned low in my throat.

“Tell me to stop,” I panted as I pinched and twisted her nipples.

“Mmm uhh,” she moaned.

“I should stop, Maya,” I said, letting go of her nipples. “I don’t want to push you into anything you’re not read—”

“Don’t you dare stop,” she snapped. She grabbed both of my hands and pushed them back to her tits.

I chuckled softly and continued toying with her nipples, pinching and plucking at them, switching it up to kneading her breasts like dough every once in a while.

She moaned again and I smirked, sucking a kiss into the crook of her neck. “Ja-son,” her voice was a broken gasp.

“Yeah, darlin’,” I whispered in her ear.

“I need—I need more.”

“How much more?”

“Fingers,” she panted. “I need—I need your fing…ers inside… me.”

I froze, wondering if I should keep going. Was it safe? Griffin didn’t mention anything about waiting for sexual activities because we were all pretty sure Maya wouldn’t be interesting in anything like that any time soon. Was I pushing her boundaries? Would she come to regret this? “Maya.”

“Jason Michael.” Maya all but growled at me.

“I’m serious, Maya. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I pushed you into something you weren’t ready for. Fuck, baby.” I dropped my hands from her body and ran them through my messy hair.

Sensing my distress, Maya turned around and faced me. “Jason.” She grabbed my face with both hands and pulled me closer to her. “Hey,” she murmured when I was a few inches from her face, the dim lighting giving me just the outline of her face to work with.

“Hey,” I muttered.

“I’m ok. I promise you. Right this moment, I am ok.” She stressed the words.

I nodded dumbly. We just got her back; I didn’t want to be the one to fuck this up with her.

“Right now, I want you to touch me. Not fuck me, not yet, not here. I want your hands on my body and want your fingers inside me, ok?”

I loved that she fucking spelled it out for me. No questioning where the line was. “Ok.”

She kissed me hard and I groaned, pulling her hard against me. Her mouth was magical and I needed more of her special kisses. I angled her head with my hand and deepened the kiss, groaning low in my throat.

Breaking the kiss breathlessly, Maya chuckled softly. “Keep kissing me like that, and I just might rethink my no fucking rule.”

“Nuh uh.” I shook my head vehemently. “You gave me a boundary—drew the line in the sand—I will respect that.”

“Even if it means shitty puns?” she asked.

I laughed, feeling my heart grow lighter. “Absolutely if it means shitty puns.”

Maya laughed lightly. “I can live with that…I guess.” She turned back around and settled back between my thighs. Popping the button on her jeans, she leaned back into my chest and I wrapped my arms around her.

“Fuck, Maya, I don’t think you understand what you do to me, the effect you have on me. You’re so heart wrenchingly beautiful.”

Maya’s head fell back against my shoulder and she closed her eyes as I trailed my hands over her body, tracing down her sides and skimming over her breasts before I skated down to her opened jeans.

“Jason.” She panted my name.

I smirked against her neck before I nipped her skin, making her moan loudly. “Good girl,” I crooned softly.

My fingers slid into her damp panties and parted her slick folds. Sliding my other hand under her shirt again, I pinched a nipple while I nipped at her neck. “So fucking perfect, you have no idea, Maya. The love of my life.”

She moaned my name again, setting off a raging inferno under my skin.

“Take a deep breath for me,” I said, preparing her for my fingers to penetrate her perfect body.

Maya does as she’s told and takes a deep breath.

I slid a single finger into her wet, hot passage.

“Jase,” she gasped.

“How you doing, darlin’?”

“So… uh…”

I fucked my finger in and out of her slowly, twisting and twirling as I went.

“Mmm.” She arched back against me.

“Still with me?” I asked.

“Jassssuuuuuuhhhhhnnnnn.”

I chuckled softly and slipped in a second finger.

“Oh, yes.”

I twirled my fingers inside her before I fucked her slow and steady, dragging the pads of my fingers along the top wall of her cunt, finding that spongy spot everything single time. I circle my fingers over it and press down on her clit with the palm of my hand.

“Jasseee,” she hissed. Her legs clamped closed around my fingers, and she arched against me again as her body shuddered with her orgasm. “Mmmmm.” She stifled her scream of pleasure.

I kept twirling my fingers, riding out her orgasm until she jerked against me, and I stopped. Pulling my fingers out of her gently, I made sure not to startle her or cause any discomfort to her oversensitive body. “So beautiful, darlin’. So fucking perfect for me. I love you.”

I pulled my hand out from under her shorts and grabbed her face, roughly pulling her face toward me so I could kiss her soundly. She was boneless against me as she kissed me back passionately.