19. Candice #4
He laces his fingers with mine and drags my arms above my head. My gaze never once leaves his. I love you with all my heart, Jaxson Albright , I silently chant, hoping he can read my mind. I wish I could voice those words. I want him to know how I feel.
“Jax,” I whimper when he rolls his hips forward.
“Candice,” he groans, inching further in.
I watch his eyes slightly roll back in his head the moment he pushes all the way inside me.
It feels good, but it kind of hurts as well.
Like a burning feeling … I’m stretched to capacity.
I guess when you’re hung like him, it’s to be expected.
I’m grateful that he stills again, giving me a moment to adjust. It’s been a long time for me.
The kiss he gives me is so beautiful and passionate …
like nothing I’ve ever experienced, and I feel tears rise in my eyes.
Clenching them closed, I wrap my legs around him, using the heels of my feet to pull him closer.
There’s been a piece of my heart missing for so long, but right here …
right now, I feel whole again. I wish he could see how perfect we are for each other.
I moan into his mouth when he picks up the pace. Our bodies dance in sync as he thrusts into me over and over again.
His short, hard strokes become long and languid. “Jesus, I have to slow down,” he says in a low voice. Suddenly he’s gone, and there’s an emptiness where he was.
“What are you doing?” I ask as I prop myself up on my elbows. He just stands beside the bed looking down at me. A wave of panic runs through me. Please don’t run .
“I need to feel all of you.” My heart drops.
If he’s referring to the condom, he’s leaving that fucker on, no ifs or buts.
“It’s selfish, but I want to stay inside you for as long as I can.
” Moving to the foot of the bed, he grabs my ankles like a caveman and slides me down so my butt is on the edge.
I’m not sure what he’s doing, but I like the way he’s dominating me.
It’s hot. He kneels in front of me, gently lifting my feet and placing my heels on the edge of the mattress. “Leave them there,” he instructs.
I’m completely open to him, on display, exposed. “Okay,” I squeak.
“Christ, you’re beautiful.” He grabs a pillow and lifts my hips, placing it under my arse. “I’m going to take my time, but I need to be deep inside you.” He pushes my legs apart and slowly guides the head of his cock inside me.
“Oh shit,” I say through a long-drawn-out moan when he drives in all the way to the hilt. He’s so big … so deep, I may even suffer some brain damage because of it. Closing my eyes, I will my body to relax. I want to enjoy what he’s doing to me.
“Keep your eyes open.”
I’m struggling. The intense, full sensation of him is pushing me closer and closer to the edge. He withdraws the crown of his cock and traces it along my flesh.
His hooded eyes are glued on mine the entire time; he’s watching me as I’m watching us. This is the biggest turn-on. He knows what he’s doing, and it’s driving me crazy. “More,” I shamelessly beg.
He impales me in one swift movement, and my hips automatically gyrate towards him. “Fuck!” he groans. Sliding his arms under my knees, his fingers dig painfully into my flesh. He rotates his hips, creating long, slow movements I can’t help but match. “You feel so good … so fucking good.”
I try to keep my eyes open, but the powerful draw between us is too strong. My eyelids flutter shut so I can appreciate the intensity of our closeness. It’s like our two bodies have become one.
Jax’s movements increase in speed. He’s no longer gentle. And I love it— I love him.
“I can’t hold on any longer,” he grates out.
Perspiration dots his skin and his neck muscles are protruding from the effort of trying to hold back his orgasm.
Watching him lose control because of me only turns me on more.
He lets one of my legs go and brings his fingers down to my clit.
His thumb roughly teases me as his body pounds into mine.
I’m ready to fall over the edge into ecstasy, but I try my best to hold on.
I want to come with him. He clenches his jaw tight and thrusts deep inside me. “Fuck.”
He moves his body forward, trapping his hand between us, but still manages to make me orgasm. With one flick, I begin to fall with him.
“Oh, God.” I try to be quiet, but there’s no way I can. Jax owns my body, he knows it better than I do. His fingers, his mouth and his cock push me to the peak. My legs tremble as he extracts every ounce of pleasure from me.
It takes a few minutes for my body to calm.
Leaning in, he gives me a drowning kiss. One that tells me there’s plenty more to come, and this was only the entrée. My fingertips draw light circles up and down his back, and the sensitive flesh between my legs cries out for more.
“I’m fucked,” he says breathlessly when he rolls off me. “Literally.”
Makes two of us. I’m sure I’ll be feeling the effects of tonight for days to come.
He took me over and over again, in every way imaginable.
And I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t enjoyed every second of it.
He’s a sensational lover, but he’s had plenty of practice.
I erase that thought immediately from my mind, I don’t want to ruin the moment.
I look over at the clock on the bedside table.
“Shit. It’s 4 am.” My heart is suddenly weighed down, knowing our time together is almost over.
Have we been going at it for that long? “I guess what they say is true … time flies when you’re having fun,” I say, rolling on my side to face him.
What we shared was more than just a bit of fun, it was earth-shattering, life-changing… magical.
Turning over to face me, he reaches up and tucks my hair behind my ear. “I guess we should get some sleep. We have to get up for work in a few hours.”
“I suppose.” I try not to let my disappointment show but fail miserably.
“Come here,” he says, pulling me into his arms. “Thank you for coming here tonight. You have no idea what it has meant to me.”
“There’s no other place I’d rather be,” I reply as my fingers run across his stubble. “I’ll always be here for you.”
“Thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank me, Jax. You’re my best friend. That’s what friends do. They are there for each other.”
“Candice,” he says, tenderly cupping my face in his hand, ‘I … um.”
“What?”
“Nothing,” he replies with a sigh. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Jax.”
His lips softly meet mine. My heart is smiling as I snuggle in closer. This is the first time I’ll be sleeping in his arms, so I’m going to make the most of it. Placing my head on his chest, I let the steady beat of his heart lull me to sleep.
When I open my eyes, the first thing I do is smile.
Not only is Jax still here, but our bodies are tangled together in the same position they were in when we fell asleep.
Last night was everything I dreamed it would be, and so much more.
There’s no denying we’re magical together, in every sense of the word.
I hate that this has to end. I should never have agreed to only one night.
It wasn’t enough. I have a feeling that spending every day of the rest of my life with him wouldn’t be sufficient.
I lift my hand and gently move the piece of hair that’s fallen onto his forehead, careful not to wake him.
I take a few minutes to study him. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps.
I’d give anything to be able to wake up next to him like this, every morning.
Just the thought of it brings a lump to my throat.
If life has taught me anything over the years it’s that there’s no point wishing for the impossible.
I place my lips softly on his. “I love you, Jaxson Albright,” I whisper as I untangle myself from him and climb out of bed.
JAX
My heart sinks when I open my eyes and find her gone.
Please let her still be in the house somewhere.
We agreed to one night, but I’m not ready for it to end yet.
While she’s still here, she’s mine. I quickly rise from the bed and head into the hallway.
I don’t even bother to put any clothes on.
My heart is furiously thumping in my chest. Just as I pass the bathroom, the door flings open.
Relief floods through me when I swing around and see Candice standing in the doorway.
Thank Christ she’s still here. I thought she’d done a runner on me.
My eyes immediately take in her appearance. She’s only wearing her top and pink lace panties. She’s a vision and it makes my cock immediately come to life.
I see a smile forming on her face as her eyes travel down the length of my body. “Is that a dagger in your pocket, Mr Albright, or are you just pleased to see me?”
I bark out a laugh. I’m not wearing pants, so I don’t even have a pocket.
Taking a step towards her I slide my hands around her waist. “I’m most definitely pleased to see you, Miss Crawford.”
“I had a wonderful time last night,” she says, resting the side of her face against my chest. “I hate that it has to end.”
“You’re still mine until you walk out that door.” Looking up at me, she smiles. It’s the kind that hits me right in the chest.
I back her up against the wall as my lips meet hers. I’m going to drag this morning out as much as I can.