Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
HOLLY
I snuggle back against the couch and into Jax’s arms. This is nice. This shouldn’t be as nice as it is, honestly. I could get used to this. But I can’t. That thought has me sitting up. I pick up the remote and pause the movie, turning to face Jax.
“What’s wrong?” Jax asks, his gaze skirting over my face.
I stare down at my lap, wringing my hands. “What are we doing?”
“Watching a movie and hanging out. . .” I look up at him, and he frowns at me. “But that’s not what you mean, is it?”
I shake my head. “I like you. I like this.” I gesture between us. “But in a few days, you’re going to go home to Florida. And I’ll be here.”
“I know.” He runs a hand through his hair. “If distance weren’t an issue, would you want to see where this goes?”
“Yes,” I whisper. “But distance is an issue.”
He furrows his brows. “Plenty of couples do long distance.”
“Yeah, but usually they’ve already gotten to know each other before they’re long distance.”
“We do know each other.”
“We haven’t seen each other in years, Jax. Do we really know each other? The adult version of each other?”
He’s silent for a moment before saying, “But look at how easy we fell into this. Doesn’t that mean anything?”
I sigh. Being with him has been easy. Even if it’s only been a day. “It does.”
He grins at me, his dimples making an appearance. “I like you too. I want to kiss you again. Touch you. Taste you. But I also want to be with you, just hang out, hold you. If that’s what you want.”
What do I want?
That’s easy, I want him.
Does it scare me that we’ll only have a few days together before there’s fifteen hundred miles between us? Yes, it does.
“I want you too,” I say before I can talk myself out of it. “At least while you’re here. We can figure out all the rest later.”
He stares at me for a second before he leans closer to me and kisses me. His tongue sweeps across my lips, and I open for him, granting him access. I’m not sure how he does it, but without breaking contact he wraps his arms around me and hauls me into his lap. I moan when I feel his hardening cock beneath me. I rock against him as I seek what I need to dull the ache between my legs. His hands fall to my hips, and he guides me back and forth along his jean-covered cock. The familiar fluttering of an orgasm begins to build at the base of my stomach.
“Take what you need, baby,” he rasps, tearing his lips away from mine. “Use me.” He moves one of his hands from where he’s gripping my hip and cups my breast over my sweater.
“I’ve never come like this. I don’t know if I can.” I squeeze my eyes shut, continuing to rock against him.
“Do you want me to touch you?”
“Yes.” I nod my head vigorously, opening my eyes to meet his gaze.
“Where?”
“I-I don’t know, Jax. All over. I need you.”
He gives me a cocky grin before slipping a hand up my sweater and tracing a path up to my breasts, squeezing one over my bra. I need him touching me, my skin so I tug my sweater over my head. Jax realizes what I’m trying to do and helps me remove my bra. His lips gape open when I’m naked from the waist up. Before I can say anything, he tugs me closer and sucks one of my breasts into his mouth.
“Yassss.” I sink my hand into his hair, holding him in place as I grind against him, feeling closer to my orgasm. He fumbles with the button of my jeans, and I lift up so he can slip a hand into my underwear.
I detonate the minute his finger circles my clit, yelling his name as I come. He lets go of my breast with a plop and groans beneath me as he removes his hand from my pants.
I collapse against him, breathless, and he wraps his arms around me.
“That was probably the hottest thing ever,” he says.
I chuckle because that’s all I’m capable of, and we lapse into silence.
“Is this some crazy dream?” I sit up so I can look him in the eyes. “Because it kinda feels crazy. My brother’s best friend kissing me. Making me come. Wanting to be with me.”
“Maybe that’s what makes this not crazy. Because we’ve been in and out of each other’s lives for so long.”
Taking a deep breath, I climb off his lap, and he lets me go. I feel his gaze on me as I put my bra and sweater back on. “We should probably get ready for dinner.”
He stands, adjusting himself, and my gaze falls to his hard cock that’s pushing against his jeans. Shit. Now I feel bad. I didn’t even think about how he must feel after all that. I wasn’t thinking about him, just my own pleasure.
I clear my throat, opening my mouth to tell him, but he shakes his head.
“Don’t worry about it, Holly. I enjoyed making you feel good.”
“But—” I protest.
He holds up a hand. “Nope. I’ll be fine.” He steps closer to me and drops a quick chaste kiss on my lips. “But maybe we can have a nightcap at your place tonight? A naked nightcap.” He bounces his eyebrows, smirking, and I can’t help giggling.
I pat him on the chest. “You’re too much, Jax. But yes, I’d like that.”
“Good. I’m going to go back to my room before I suggest we skip dinner altogether and move on to dessert.”
I giggle, shaking my head. He winks at me and walks to the front door, where he pulls on his boots and jacket and gives me one more kiss before leaving.