“The better to”—he plunges a kiss into that heated slick that’s been waiting for him for years, and I let out a sharp gasp—“love you with.” And just like that, Jax’s tongue runs over those slicked folds, licking, sucking, andloving, the hell out of me.
I can’t breathe. Can’t move. But mostly I can’t stop watching as Jaxson’s dark head moves in a circular motion that makes my heart, every cell in my body, and my world feel as if it’s about to blow to pieces. My fingers run through his thick hair, and I grip him there, owning this moment because for so long I’ve wanted it. The room spins, my body tightens like a coil, and just as I’m about to cry out, a breath gets locked in my throat, and I detonate right there in his mouth, proving the point that Jaxson Stade is far better at helping out a friend than I ever was.
He swims up next to me, and my legs seal shut as my body rides out the most satisfying hum I have ever known.
“I bet your battery-operated boyfriend can’t do that.” He buries kiss after kiss in my neck. “You taste sweet, Eight Ball.” He plunges his tongue into my mouth as if to prove his point, and I squirm right back out of that kiss.
“Sweet? Like a candy cane or tropical fruit? Because tropical fruit can be iffy.”
He pulls back with a laugh suppressed in his chest. “Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?”
“You know you love it.” I reach up and give his ear a swift tug, and the moment grows serious.
“I do.” He lands a soft kiss to my lips. “I love everything about you, Poppy.” My mouth finds his, and our kisses explode into something next level, something I have never experienced before. His body falls over mine, heavy and weighted, and the feel of his naked flesh covering mine is electric. It’s as if my skin has been craving him all of these years, and in this moment right here, it gets its first satisfying taste of what it’s thirsted for. I’ve always thirsted for Jaxson. I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit to it.
My hands ride down the hard ridges of his abs. Jax is built like an Adonis with his supremely sculpted body. My fingers ride down to that hard V I was in deep admiration of when my mother burst onto the scene like some sexual sleuth at the ready. Jaxson’s body is a work to be admired, but I’d much rather go it alone without the aid of the one who pushed me out onto this planet through her loins.
My fingers follow the ridges of that hard V as they point straight to Jaxson’s most prized member, and I run little circles down his hairline until I clasp onto his manhood. And as cheesy as it sounds, it’s just that. Jaxson has grown into a drop-dead gorgeous, delicious tasting man right before my eyes, and now that I’ve taken this first bite out of what was for so long forbidden fruit, I know there is never any going back. All that friendship bullshit ends tonight. I’m in love with Jax, and I always have been.
I pull back abruptly and slap my hand over my mouth at the revelation.
“What’s the matter?” He sweeps the hair off my face. “Don’t worry. I’ve got us covered.” He reaches down and comes up with a condom so fast you’d think his jeans handed it right to him. It wouldn’t surprise me if his Levi’s had superpowers. Everything about this boy seems pretty otherworldly.
“Right,” I whisper as he waves it in front of me as if he were teasing. He tears it open with his teeth, and all I see are those glowing eyes still trained on mine.
Jax pauses as he pulls me over to him. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m great.” It’s just that I finally admitted to myself that I’m madly in love with the boy in my bed, and I can’t bring myself to say it. “I’ve never been better.”
A quiet laugh reverberates through him. “I was just thinking the very same thing.”
Doubtful, but here’s hoping.
He rolls the condom on before giving himself a quick stroke, and that little act sends my body on another quivering spree that sets my solar plexus on fire.
“Oh hell,” I whisper. “Just when I didn’t think you could get any hotter, you have to go and touch yourself.” I try my best to frown up at him. Growing up, we’d bounce back banter on the regular, and a part of doing so was keeping a straight face. I was never any good at it—thus, the smile twitching on my lips.
He winces a moment before pulling me up so that our mouths are just inches apart.
“I have a confession to make.” His voice vibrates from his chest to mine as I wrap my arms around him. “I’m not trying to kill the moment, Pops, but this is pretty serious.”
“You’ve come to your senses and realize you’re about to make the biggest mistake of your life?” I bury my face in my hands a moment as if I just pulled the pin on the truth grenade.
“Not true.” He pulls me up by the chin. “What I realized is that”—his throat jumps as he swallows—“that it’s pretty cool that I get to do this with someone I care about. Someone I love.” He pulls me in by my cheeks and lands a tender kiss to my lips. “I love you, Pops.” His dimples dig in.
“I love you, too, Jax.” I brush my hands over his beautiful face before pressing a kiss into each of those deep divots that sink into his cheeks. My mouth lands over his, and I give his tongue a playful bite.
Jax pulls back and gazes at me as if he’s marveling at what he sees. “I have another confession to make. I have never stopped thinking about you.”
And there it is. Much to my satisfaction, I’ve haunted Jaxson’s mind for the better part of his life.
“I’m going to start off slow, but consider this a warning. Things are about to get rough and rowdy real quick.” His finger drips down my chest achingly slow. “I’ve been greedy to have you for so long.”
My heart thumps wild. Jaxson has spilled every word I have ever wanted to hear. “You do realize that I’m about to turn your body into a pornographic playground.” My nails graze over his rock-hard bottom.
“Well, then”—he straddles me as he lands his chest over mine—“let’s get ready to rumble.”
His mouth crashes over mine, soft, yet determined. I reach down and navigate him to where he needs to be, and with a steady thrust, Jaxson presses into me in one hot blaze of glory.
