24. Chapter 21
Jax
The realization that she’s never been touched, not really touched, is insane to me.
It creates a whirlwind of emotions inside me.
Anger, frustration on her behalf, that no one has ever taken the time to show her how amazing she is.
How good she can feel. That pisses me off, but then there’s pride.
Pride in the fact that I get to be the one to help her learn how incredible this can be, how precious she is.
How lucky I am.
I take my time. I have nowhere else to be, nowhere I want to be.
I slowly move down her body, kissing every inch I can.
I start at her hairline, brushing the fringed pieces out of the way so I can see her eyes.
Then I place a soft kiss on her jaw, her neck, shoulder, down her arms to her wrists.
It’s not until I get to her breasts and stomach that her breath becomes ragged.
When I pass her center, and make my way down each leg, she shifts beneath me, tangling her fingers in my hair.
I slowly work my way back up her inner thigh, and when I’m close enough to smell her, I look up and say, “I’m going to spread you open and look at you.”
She covers her head with a pillow and says a muffled, “Ok.”
I do just that, and fuck me. The sight is better than I imagined. The perfect pink, coated in the milky white of her arousal, dripping from inside her.
“Fuck!” I groan. “I’m sliding my finger in,” I narrate each move, not wanting to scare her, I want her to know what’s coming. I want her to know what she’s feeling, so she can decide what she likes.
She moans my name when I slide one finger inside. “I’m going to slide in another finger.”
She bucks her hips as I roll my fingers inside her. Her reaction is more intense this time, with me narrating each move.
“Baby, look at me,” I say gently, waiting for her to move the pillow.
When she does, she’s already flushed and breathless.
“I’m going to taste you now. I’m going to lick you, and kiss you, and fuck you with my tongue until you come all over my face.” I kiss her thigh. “And if you don’t like it, tell me to stop.”
She nods, unable to find her words, but she doesn’t place the pillow back over her face. She watches me, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I continue to roll my fingers as I also lay the first lick across her opening.
“Mmmm,” I groan, and I can’t make myself go any slower. She’s perfect, and tastes so fucking good.
I readjust myself so I can use both hands to open her wide. I lick, and kiss and bury my face between her lips until her wet pussy is coating my entire face.
She pants and moans and pulls my hair until I feel her climax building. I take one hand and slide two fingers back inside her at a ferocious pace, listening to her screams fill the room. The sound is only muffled by her thighs gripping both sides of my head as she comes so fucking hard.
It takes her a second to come down from the high, but when she does, she rolls over to her nightstand and pulls out a condom.
“Will you have sex with me?”
Her voice is so damn timid, but her eyes look right at me. I smile because she’s always so damn confident, and I will make her just as confident here if it’s the last thing I do.
“Yes,” I say, trying not to sound too eager. I unwrap the condom and place it on my tip, take her hand and roll it down my length. She licks her lips, and it’s a subtle compliment I don’t think she knows she’s giving.
I hover over her and line myself up with her, a question coming out faster than I can think it. “Have you ever sucked someone’s dick?”
“No,” her eyes close. “Will you teach me?”
Fuck.
“Yes.” I kiss her and slide inside with a long moan. “Maybe tomorrow. Today, I’m going to make love to you.”
I could have told her I wanted to fuck her, because I do. But today, I’m showing her the difference.
I slide in and out of her, going as deep as I can before pulling out as far as I can.
I kiss her, talk to her. Then I tell her everything I can’t say, but I hope she understands as I stare into her deep blue eyes.
And when she finally comes for the second time, I roll my hips in circles while she rides it out, chasing my own release, and coming right after her.
Ever since I felt her around me, I chase every stolen moment I can get.
“I think maybe I should run a story on you,” Sloan says as we hide in the corner of the locker room.
“You can do whatever you want with me,” I tease.
She slaps my chest, “Jax. I’m serious. I need to start doing what he asks until I can figure out a way to get out of my contract with him.”
“Have you heard anything from your new lawyer?” I gave her the number of the one Ozzie and I use, but understandably, she didn’t want to have the same lawyer as me.
“Not yet.” She sighs.
“Damn it,” I joke, kissing her nose. “I was hoping I could kiss you somewhere outside of your apartment or this locker room soon.”
If Tanner catches us together it could ruin everything.
She smiles, and pulls me into a heated kiss. Her lips are soft and silky against mine, and it makes my cock jump. But it’s scared flaccid when someone clears their throat behind me.
Sloan instantly moves away from me, and walks out of the locker room, looking right at Ozzie as she does.
“We should get going,” he says. “We have to be at the studio.”
We argue all the way to the car about being late. It’s his pet peeve, so the argument doesn’t surprise me. What does, is that he doesn’t ask me a single thing about Sloan.
But then again, I’m not. He knows how it is not being able to be with someone. He won’t make me talk about it.
He saw nothing, and I’m grateful for it.