Chapter 14 Taevin #3
Tossing me his shirt, he sends me a sinful wink before heading out of his room. “Come on, Tae. I’ve been told I make a wicked-good grilled cheese,” he calls from down the hall.
With a huff of annoyance at my stomach’s greedy interruption, I pull his shirt over my head and breathe in his heady scent—a spicy, woodsy blend that’s entirely him.
Forgoing my panties that lie on the floor, I decide right then and there that if I’m going to take the risk of breaking my father’s rules by staying the night, I better make the most of it. I’m going to make it my mission to drive Jax wild.
Jackson
Shutting off my bathroom light, I freeze in my tracks as I take in the sight of my heartbreakingly beautiful girlfriend sitting on the edge of my bed with nothing but a thin sheet covering her body and my Gibson guitar laid across her lap.
Taevin frets a few chords, and my heart swells with pride with how quickly she’s picked up on what I’ve taught her.
She’s been practicing every chance she gets, and I make a mental note to get her her very own guitar for her birthday.
Or maybe like a four-month anniversary present? People do that, right?
I listen for a moment, loving how lost she is in the music, but I can’t remain inconspicuous when she begins percussive slapping the guitar—something I hadn’t taught her yet.
“And how, my little Thorn, did you learn to do that?” I question.
She startles for a moment before giving me a soft smile once she sees me. “I may or may not have been practicing with my choir teacher’s guitar at school during my study hall.”
“You’re going to become an expert in no time.”
“Sometimes the student becomes the teacher, but I don’t think that’ll be the case with us,” she explains. Taking her hand off the neck of the guitar, she pats the space on the mattress beside her. “Come sit, I want to play you something I’ve been working on.”
I move to her on instinct, marveling at the sight of her completely naked in my bed with a guitar in her hand. I’ve never seen a sexier scene in my life. Taevin’s tousled hair falls to her waist, giving her a freshly fucked look, which causes my dick to thicken beneath my boxers.
“Show me what you got.”
She shifts excitedly toward me, causing the sheet to fall to her waist, leaving her perky tits on display for me, and I have to literally bite my knuckle to hold back the groan that wants to slip from the sight.
“Okay, so I’ve been playing around with these lyrics for a few weeks now, but the composition just kind of came to me when I was messing around in the choir room earlier this week.
It’s rough, and I think you could help make it so much better because you’re an insanely talented guitar player, but anyways, it goes a little something like this,” she explains as she begins strumming the opening chords of the piece she’s been working on.
The melody is beautifully spellbinding. And the moment she opens her mouth to sing the opening lines of the song, I’m entranced.
My girl has me completely bewitched within the first verse.
Closing her eyes as she plays, Taevin gets lost in the lyrics.
She sings about finding your first love and falling fast and hard, and I quickly realize she’s written a song about the two of us.
Taevin’s song ends with a beautiful guitar slide that she seems to have mastered in no time, and I’m stunned silent.
When she finally opens her eyes, I stare into her big brown eyes that shimmer with nervous excitement, and I realize I literally can’t speak.
I don’t have words for what she just did, and when she misinterprets my silence for indifference, I curse myself for being the reason the twinkle in her eyes diminishes even temporarily.
Just as she moves to set the guitar aside, I manage to find my voice. “Tae,” is what I manage to strangle out, and I immediately feel like an asshat. As if merely saying her name would be a sufficient response to the woman I love pouring her heart into a song for me.
She moves to tug on the sheet pooled at her waist, and my brain finally snaps the fuck out of the haze she put me in. I take her hands in mine, closing the space between us as I rest my forehead against hers. There’s an innate need to be as close as possible to her, and this just isn’t cutting it.
“Come here, baby,” I whisper against her lips, pulling at her waist. Tae climbs into my lap, and I brace her head in my hands as I kiss her forehead once, twice, and a third time before resting mine on hers once more as I search for a way to put what I’m feeling into words.
“How are you real?” is what I finally decide on.
Tae’s cheek twitches like she’s fighting back a smile, and that just won’t do.
“I’m sorry, I’m just having a hard time coming up with words when I can hardly comprehend that you’re real and you’re so incredibly talented and you’re mine.
” Pulling my head back so I can stare into her eyes, I cradle her face in my hands like she’s the most delicate thing in the world.
“What you just did was truly remarkable. I’ve never seen a more breathtaking sight in my life and I’ve never heard anything like it. ”
“Really? You’re not just saying that?” she questions hesitantly.
“It was so raw and beautiful. You’re right, the student has far surpassed the teacher at this point,” I admit in awe.
The light in her eyes reappears with a vengeance, causing my heart to swell with pride.
Tae walks her fingers up my arm and over my collarbone with one hand until she wraps them both around my neck. “Well I had a really good teacher. He was very diligent in his teachings,” she teases, throwing her head back in laughter.
“Laugh it up while you can, Thorn,” I taunt, gripping her hips and tickling her as I stand up and spin us around. Her laughter turns into squeals as she begs for me to knock it off.
Laying her on her back, I settle between her thighs, and when her warm skin scorches my bare chest, our laughter dies, quickly transitioning into heavy breathing.
I hover above her, not wanting to hurt her beneath my body weight.
With a trembling hand, Tae reaches up and palms my cheek before dragging her finger tips over my stubble, then along the edge of my jaw, before raking them through my hair. “Kiss me already, would ya,” she whispers, and how could I resist?
Our lips come together, meeting eagerly, yet nothing about this kiss is rushed. My chest tightens at the tenderness in which our mouths move together, the way she timidly opens for me before our tongues tangle.
If I had to choose between never playing another hockey game again and never getting to kiss Taevin Gray again, I’d happily say my goodbyes to the ice.
This girl has quickly become my whole world—consuming my every waking thought and fulfilling all of my wildest dreams.
I can’t wait to graduate and start our lives together in Boston this fall. We’re going to make this work, I know it.
Our kissing inevitably turns into more. Unable to resist her bare breasts sitting before me like they’re on a silver platter, I knead one in my hand, tweaking her nipples in the way that had her moaning earlier.
Taevin grinds her hips against mine, and I groan into her mouth at the feel of her warm heat against my hardening length.
Breaking our kiss, I bring one nipple into my mouth while continuing to tweak and knead the other.
“Oh my! Yes—” Taevin gasps when I gently bite her nipple. “Take these off,” she murmurs, pushing the waist of my boxers down.
Deciding I need to give her more, I kiss a path down her stomach until I’ve got her legs spread over my shoulders and shed my boxers the rest of the way.
“Is this okay?” I ask, meeting her lust-filled gaze.
She nods eagerly before I swipe my tongue through her slit.
Goddamn, she’s already soaked. Remembering what drove her wild earlier, I push a finger inside her, pumping it a few times before working a second in and hooking them upward.
That seems to nearly throw Tae off the edge because she moans loudly in response.
God, that’s fucking hot. The noises she’s making, the way her body responds to my touch, it’s all too much yet not nearly enough. I’m so turned on I find myself rutting into the mattress to find relief. Fuck, I think I could come just like this—she turns me on like never before.
When I suck her clit into my mouth while feverishly pumping my fingers in and out of her, Taevin comes apart on my fingers and tongue, pulsing and soaking them.
Only after she’s ridden out the last ripples of her release do I kiss a path up to her lips once more, hovering above her as I do.
Pulling her lips from mine, she looks up at me with blown pupils and a hazy smile on her lips. “I fear you’ve turned me into an addict.”
“Oh yeah?” I question, chuckling against her lips when she wraps her legs around my waist and urges me closer to her.
“Yeah. And I’m ready for my next hit,” she tells me as she circles her hips so the slickness between her thighs coats my dick.
“Tae,” I whisper in warning because if she continues to do that, I won’t be able to resist.
As if she can read my mind, she pleads her case. “Stop resisting me. Please. I want you so badly. Don’t you want me too?”
“Of course!” I assure her.
“Then why won’t you show me how badly you want me? Maybe you don’t want me as much—” she starts, but I cut her off with a hum of desperation in her ear when she moves her hips and I nearly slide inside her.
“Mmm, do you know how bad I want you?” I pant out the question, my desperation making me breathless. “So bad—I want you so fucking bad, baby,” I whisper the last word into her ear as she moves her hand between us and glides the head of my cock through her drenched slit.
That feels so good. Fuck, too good. “Oh, shit! Tae, wait.”
“What are we still waiting for Jackson?” she huffs out in exasperation.
“How about a condom for one?”
Her hips halt their movements as her hand freezes on my dick. “I-I didn’t really realize. Sh-should you have already put one on? I don’t know how to do any of this.”
“Shh,” I whisper soothingly against her lips as I tangle one of my hands through her hair as I cup her cheek. “No, it’s okay. I haven’t entered you or anything, but even though we both got tested and you started birth control, we should still use a condom to be safe.”
She nods and presses her cheek into my touch. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, I just got caught up in the moment.”
“You don’t need to apologize. It’s my job to keep you safe and protect all of your dreams.” Reaching over her, I open my bedside drawer and feel around until my fingers close around the foil wrapper I’m looking for.
Sitting back on my knees, I bring the foil to my mouth but hesitate. Looking down at her, I urge her to be honest with me. “Are you sure about this?”
“Yes, I’m sure. I want you, Jackson. Please,” she begs her consent, and I don’t have the willpower to resist her any longer.
I rip the wrapper open with my teeth and sheath myself before resuming my position of hovering above her. With shaky hands, I grip my length and give it a few pumps before guiding it to her entrance.
Taevin braces her hands on either side of my face and stares into my eyes as she gives me a nod of encouragement and assurance. It’s only when she whispers “make me yours” against my lips that I finally nudge the head of my cock inside her.
Shuttered breaths escape me as I brace my arms beside her head and gently tangle my fingers through her hair.
Without breaking her lust-filled stare, I inch inside of her, going slowly to try to ease her discomfort as much as possible.
I’ve never been with a virgin before, but I know once I push past her barrier, it’ll be painful at first for her.
She’s so tight that it feels like I can’t move further. “Take a deep breath for me, baby,” I encourage her, and when she does so, I pull my hips back before slowly pushing my length back inside her, causing her to gasp when I push past her tight barrier.
I halt my movements to give her time to adjust, my entire body quivering against hers as I take in her pinched brows.
“Are you okay?” I manage to rasp out the question between my gritted teeth. I’m hanging on by a thread right now as I continue to tremble above her.
“Yeah, I’m good,” she assures me.
“Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?”
“Gosh, no. It was a pinch of pain, but I’m good now. Please don’t stop.” Raking her fingers through my hair, she grips my neck and brings my mouth to hers.
When I press my lips against hers, I push inside her further until I’ve nearly bottomed out. “You feel so perfect. It’s like you were made for me,” I groan in pleasure. “I love you.”
“Mmm,” she moans before nipping at my bottom lip. “I love you too. Now move, J.”
And so I do.
I pull out so only my tip is still sheathed inside her warm heat before pistoning forward until my hips collide with hers, and when she pivots her hips so her clit brushes against my pelvis, she bites down on my shoulder to keep from screaming.
Shaking my head against hers, I demand, “Let me hear you, baby. We’re the only two here. I want to hear every sound I pull from you.”
She does as I request and it spurs me the fuck on.
I have to remind myself to hold onto my restraint so I don’t hurt her, but when she rakes her nails down my back and roughly squeezes my ass, my control slips and I drive into her faster.
My frantic thrusts make her moan louder, and I fear I may come from the sounds she makes alone.
Not yet. Not fucking yet.
My silent commands are useless though because as I continue to piston my hips in and out of her, my balls pull taught with the telltale sign that I’m rearing toward release.
“Jax!” Taevin chants my name, and when I finally feel her pussy pulsing around me, squeezing me so tight it feels like I won’t be able to pull out, I drive into her one last time and unravel with her.
My cock twitches as I spill into the condom, which only seems to further Taevin’s release. Our breaths and moans sound harmonious as we ride out the waves of our orgasms.
I’ve never come simultaneously with someone before and I realize now I’ve just picked up the same addiction as Taevin.
Nothing has ever been better than this feeling—my body pressed against hers, our chests brushing as we fight to catch our breath.
It’s euphoria in the purest form.
A vice I’ll never willingly give up.
“You’ve ensnared me, Thorn,” I whisper against her neck before placing a delicate kiss against her pulse point.
“Good, because I don’t plan on letting you go,” she murmurs as she rakes her fingers through the hair at my nape, keeping me in place.
“I’m yours for the taking,” I admit as my heart beats wildly in my chest.
“Then I’ll take forever.”
“I think I’ll hold you to that.”
“You do that.”
I will.