Chapter 29
SOPH
Currently playing: Still Falling For You by Ellie Goulding
The cab ride from the restaurant to Jax’s place takes ages. When we get stuck at the lights, I turn to Jax. In a blink of an eye, he grabs my face and brings his lips to mine. There’s nothing subtle about the way he explores my mouth. And I let him. It’s like I’m the oxygen keeping him alive.
The driver clears their throat when the taxi finally stops in front of his building, and we keep going until they honk. “You aren’t damn teenagers. Get out of my taxi, and continue that trip to a pound town somewhere else.”
We laugh and thank the driver. Walking to the front door of his building, Jax takes his keys out of his pocket and opens the door, motioning me to walk in first. I feel his hand on my ass when I do, as he slaps me lightly.
“Jax, if you keep doing that, I won’t be able to wait any longer.”
“What if we didn’t have to wait?”
“What do you have in mind?”
He grins and grabs my hand, tugging me behind him to the stairwell. We go up one floor before Jax presses me against the wall near the stairs leading to the second floor. His hands roam across my body while he kisses my neck. He grabs hold of my ass and gives it a hard squeeze.
“Fuck, darling, I have wanted you all evening,” he pants and moves his lips closer to my mouth.
“Then you should just do that—have me right here.”
Encouraged by my words, he grinds his hips against me, and I can feel what’s waiting for me. He’s getting harder by the second. I move my hand lower, finding his belt buckle. I start to unbuckle it when Jax stops.
“Soph, I just realized we can’t do it here,” Jax whines.
My mouth forms a pout. “And why not?”
“There are cameras on every floor. I don’t want to make a sex tape for our building manager,” he explains with a frustrated huff.
“Then let’s get moving.”
And I have never seen him move that fast.
We start stripping down the moment Jax’s loft door closes behind us with a click. We both take off our clothes at record speed, trying to get naked as quickly as possible. There isn’t time for touching or kissing, only getting rid of our many layers of clothing.
Once fully naked, Jax lies down on his side on the sofa, showing me all of his delicious body. The dark gray fabric of the sofa creates contrast with his inked skin. The same tattoos I have traced with my fingers hypnotize me like I haven’t seen them before.
Under my gaze, Jax’s right hand moves to his cock, giving it a tight squeeze and making himself groan in pleasure. I lick my lips and take another moment to admire him, moving to stand beside the sofa, ready to drop to my knees when Jax speaks.
“I’d rather have your pussy wrapped around me than your mouth.”
I roll my eyes playfully. “Then you better make some room for me on that sofa.”
I lay down next to him, positioning myself to face him.
Jax slowly moves my leg closest to him over his hip.
Moving my hand, I grab his neck and crush my lips to his, and a sound of surprise leaves him.
I open my mouth, inviting him to have a taste.
He deepens our kiss, devouring me. Before letting go of his lips, I graze my tongue along his bottom lip and bite it gently.
He moans, and I feel his erection getting even harder against my lower stomach.
Jax changes his position to line his cock with my entrance and pushes forward. The feel of him filling me makes me cry out in excitement. “You feel so fucking good. Don’t stop.”
“I wasn’t planning on it, darling.”
He rocks his hips back and forth in a rhythm that drives me wild.
His cock sinks deeper, and we both moan.
Jax moves faster, bringing his hand closer to my clit.
He reaches it and rubs small circles, just like I taught him once.
The feeling is overwhelming, and I start circling my hips his way, trying to reach my high.
“You want to come, darling?” I hear him whisper.
I moan in response and he chuckles, adding more pressure on my clit. It doesn’t take long until my walls squeeze him hard, making him come with me.
When our aftershocks stop, Jax wraps his arms tightly around my body, while his cock is still inside me. Even though I love having mind-blowing sex with him, this side of Jax is probably the one I love the most. I can feel his love and devotion in his every touch.
“I’m glad we finally christened the couch,” he comments and tracks his finger on my arm, making me shiver.
“Is there any other surface we’re missing?”
“Not that I can think of.”
I chuckle. “And here I thought you weren’t a fan of shower sex.”
“It isn’t my favorite, to be honest, but I like to try new things with you,” he says, poking my ribs.
That’s when I’m reminded of the fantasy I have had ever since our trip to Omaha. “I actually have one idea what we could try if you’re game.”
“Yeah?”
“You remember how you told me about your dildo?”
Clearing his throat, he asks, “The one I have for my ass play?”
“Yeah, the hot pink one, if I remember it right.”
Jax groans, and I feel him hardening inside me. “Fuck, Soph, that’s so damn hot that you remembered.”
“So you would be happy to let me play with your toy?”
“Isn’t my body’s reaction enough to tell what I feel about that idea?”
“It’s a great start, but I need your words, too. Just say what you think,” I tell him.
“My answer is yes.”
“I’m glad we’re on the same page.”
I move away from him, severing our physical connection. As I get up, I stretch my muscles, waiting for Jax to follow. But he isn’t moving as I expected. He lies there, staring at me.
“What?”
His throat bobs. “I was just thinking how you’re my kind of perfect, Soph. I never expected to find someone like you. I sometimes, like right now, can’t believe you’re real.”
“I feel the same way, Jax.”
“I’m glad.”
“And I love you.”
A warm smile forms on his lips before he gets up and kisses me softly. “I love you, too, Soph.”
Jax’s body language is slightly nervous, yet excited, as he leads me to his bedroom. I have played with his butt a few times, but only with my fingers. We haven’t taken his favorite sex toy to bed with us until now.
He opens the closet door and pulls an unmarked box off the top shelf, carrying it to bed.
“Are you nervous?”
He nods. “A little bit. Not because I don’t want it, but I just haven’t done these things with someone else before.”
“I get it. But like I told you, I enjoy butt play, so I just want to make this enjoyable for you too.”
“That right there is why I want to do it all with you. You get it,” Jax opens the lid and takes his dildo out. It’s pretty average-sized, but Jax will be able to feel it inside him.
“Lie on your back, and I will get you ready,” I murmur as I take the dildo from him and set it down on the bed.
Jax’s eyes darken, and he adjusts himself before lying down. With a shaky breath, he says, “I’m ready when you are.”
I reach for the lube bottle on his nightstand and squeeze some in my hand. Moving my palms together, I warm it up before touching Jax. I start with his cock, stroking my hand lazily up and down, circling my thumb over his magic cross piercing. His hips buck against my touch.
“Darling, please, I need you to touch me everywhere.”
I climb into the bed with him and nudge his legs apart. “Spread your legs for me, and bend your knees.”
Jax’s entire body shakes in anticipation, his cock jerking. Seeing his reaction, I take hold of his shaft and I lower my head, licking him from his tip to his balls, paying particular attention to his piercings. Jax closes his eyes and lets out a deep moan, making me feel hot and heavy.
Moving my other hand closer to his opening, I unhurriedly circle my finger around the hole without pushing in. I keep repeating the motion until I feel Jax relaxing.
When I push one finger inside him, I feel him tense at first, but as I move it deeper, his grip eases. It makes me confident in what I’m doing, and I add another finger. I play with him for a while, hooking my fingers against his prostate before taking my fingers out.
Jax groans. “Why did you stop?”
“Hush, I was about to get to the main event.”
He understands my meaning immediately, and the heat filling his eyes tells me he’s ready. I lube up the dildo and press it against him. “Take a deep breath and relax for me.”
He does as I say, and I continue by pushing the tip of the sex toy against his entrance. When he relaxes further, I slip the first two inches inside him. He moans and repeats my name like a prayer. I take it as him showing me the green light.
“Damn, this is hotter than I expected,” I mutter under my breath as I start moving the toy and sense how much Jax enjoys it. I love seeing him like this—entirely at my mercy, completely trusting me with his body.
The sweat starts forming on his skin and his muscles tighten as he gets closer to coming. It makes me want to get him there faster and stroke his rock-hard length.
“Jax, come for me. I want to be covered in your cum,” I tell him as I wrap my hand around him tighter.
It’s like his brain has forgotten all the other words when he mumbles fuck over and over, eyes pressed shut. It doesn’t take long until he screams his release and comes all over his stomach and my hand.
I trace my tongue across his cum, making him open his eyes and glance down at me. He tugs me up and kisses me passionately. I can feel all the words he isn’t saying in that kiss. How much he enjoyed what I just did for him. How he appreciates me. How much he loves me.
And the best thing is that I love him, too. That’s why I wanted to give him this experience.
Fifteen minutes later, when we’ve both cleaned up, I snuggle under the covers beside Jax. I place my ear on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. “That was one of the hottest things I have ever done in bed.”
“I agree. The best damn sex of my life.”
“And we’re only getting started.”