“I think I’m going back to bed,” Jacinta says quietly as we finish up. “I kind of just want to wallow.” I grab her and give her a big hug, trying to pour everything I’d like to say into that one embrace. We’re getting better at this sister thing now that the weapons have been lowered, but I don’t want to overwhelm her so I settle for something simple.
“If you need me, just let me know. I’ll bring junk food and alcohol, and we can have a pity party in your room. Just us girls.”
Her eyes light up, but she shakes her head. “Maybe after the lawyers have been by. I’ll probably need it then.”
“Deal.”
Before she walks away, she grabs my hand. “Can you make sure Jax is okay? He keeps telling me he is, but I know he still feels tremendous guilt from how Mom treated me before we got to Dad. None of that is his fault; that was all her. Just make sure he’s okay for me?” I look over to where he’s talking to Kai.
“Of course I will.” She hurries over to him and says something I don't hear, then leans in and gives him a hug before doing the same to Kai and leaving the kitchen. Dad and the ladies are chatting quietly while they wash and dry the huge pile of dishes.
Kai gives Jaxon a hug then picks up a dish towel. “How about I give you a hand too so we can be done quicker?” he says as he joins the others at the sink, leaving me and Jaxon. I walk over to him and grab his hand.
“Come on. I need a shower, and you look like you could do with one too.” He’s quiet as we walk back to our wing and bypass the empty living area before getting to the stairs.
“They’ll be putting the movie on in the big theater. I don't think you’ve seen it yet, but it’s set up like the real thing. I hope you like action movies because that's all we normally end up watching.”
I bump his hip lightly with mine. “If it doesn't have robots, dinosaurs, fast cars, or a Chris, then I'm probably not going to watch it. I'm sure I will be fine.” Quickly enough, we’re at his door, and he drops my hand, looking up as though he’s about to say goodbye for now.Yeah, that’s not how this is going to work.I push him into the room and close the door behind me, loving that adorably confused frown. It’s such a cute look. Normal Jaxon is hot and sexy and confident, which is a major turn on, but vulnerable Jaxon is a heartbreaker.
“What are you doing?” he asks as I start to shimmy my yoga pants off then step out of them.
“Saving water.” I grab him by the towel and pull him toward me. The confusion leaves as his lips meet mine, and I have this absolute need to deliver a kiss right to the corner where they’ve curled up in a smile.
When his tongue sweeps into my mouth, a flurry of sensation erupts from my belly and spreads to between my thighs. Tugging at his shirt, I wrestle it over his head, our mouths only parting for the brief moment before he returns the favor. His hands come up to remove my bra, then he stills and steps back, eyes smoldering with desire as he takes in the sight of me wearing nothing but panties.
“Do you mean to tell me you were sitting at breakfast with no bra on and I didn’t notice? I’m so ashamed of myself.” He places a little kiss across the top of each rounded globe as a smile crosses my lips. “Poor neglected things, I should make up for that now.” He chuckles and leans in, drawing one pebbled nipple into his mouth and sucking before flicking his tongue across it, fast, wet, and quick, causing more heat to throb deep inside me. A groan leaves my mouth before I can stop it, and my knees weaken. He feathers little bites all around the soft tissue of my breast before moving back to the nipple and rolling over it with his tongue once more. My fingers press into his arms in an attempt to hold myself upright when one of his hands slowly slides down to the band of my panties.
With great difficulty, I yank myself away from him, using the rest of my willpower to withstand that pouty lip he wields like a weapon. Pulling him by the towel, I drag him into the bathroom and turn on the shower before yanking the towel from around his waist. I had been expecting him to have his swim shorts on underneath, but instead his cock juts out, released from its confinement. My eyes on his, I reach out and wrap my hand around the hard length, stroking it a couple of times as his mouth drops open and his eyes grow hooded. Swiping my thumb across the top to catch the drop of precum that’s already leaking, I bring it up to my mouth and slowly lick it off.
It proves to be his undoing. He yanks my underwear down and grabs me by the thighs, picking me up and marching into the shower. With unrelenting passion, his mouth takes mine. The only thing I know right now is that I amsoscrewed. These Summers men know how to fucking kiss.
“Fuck, your legs wrapped around my waist feels amazing,” he mumbles into my neck as he bites and sucks a path back to my breasts. “Just like I’d imagined that very first night. All the things I wanted to do to you...” He’s mumbling while alternating between biting, licking, and sucking both of my nipples while I grind myself against his hard length, practically writhing in his arms.
“Fuck, Jaxon, no more. Can’t wait. Need you now,” I beg, pulling him closer as my body burns out of control.
He pulls his mouth away from my feverish skin, the water rushing over the top of us doing nothing to cool the heat between us. Pressing his head to my entrance, his eyes meet mine, holding my gaze as he smoothly slides into my warm and wet channel. My hands grip his hair and tighten, causing him to bite his lip and release a strangled moan.
“Fuck, Harlow, you feel so good.” His hands tighten where he’s holding my thighs, and he bends his knee to get more leverage before pulling back and thrusting in hard.
“Yes!” I shout, not caring if anyone hears, and my hands slip from his hair to grip onto the tightly strung muscles of his shoulders. Pinning me to the wall, his forehead against mine, his mouth hovering just out of reach, he stops. Buried in me, his breathing is ragged and uneven. This frozen moment is going to kill me in either the best or worst way. Digging my heels into his ass, I encourage him to move. “More, Jaxon, give it to me.”
“Give me a second. It’s better than I thought it would be,” he pleads, and I feel a sense of smug satisfaction. This dead sexy man is being undone by me. But then I feel him stiffen. “Shit, protection.” Damn, I really need to get ahead of this conversation with each of the guys. Well, communication skills are definitely ineffective when my vagina is otherwise engaged.
“It’s okay.” I smooth a hand over his chest. “I’m on birth control and clean, but I did have unprotected sex with Declan last night and this morning.” I feel the tension drain out of him, and he gently kisses me.
“Okay, I’m clean too, and I know Declan was tested recently too.”
“So you’re good to go?” I ask breathlessly, trying to get some kind of movement. He chuckles.
“Hold on tight,” he whispers. His breath tickles my ear, and I squirm some more. With the sound of the water running and our breathless moans, Jaxon moves his swollen shaft inside me, slowly gliding over that spot that makes me gasp and clench my legs tighter. Just as slowly, he withdraws inch by torturous inch until I’m begging and pleading for more.
“More,” I demand, and he finally stops teasing me and begins to pump wildly, his hands gripping my thighs tightly enough to bruise. Eyes locked to mine, I watch pleasure play across his face. Faster and harder, his strokes move against my g-spot, his pelvis rubbing against my clit, and all I can do is hang on and arch my back, reveling in the building ecstasy. His mouth finds my hard nipple and bites down, striking me with a searing bolt of pleasure. Lost in the moment, I convulse in his arms as my climax rolls through me.
“Jaxon!” I scream as he buries himself deep, his body shivering with his own climax. My pussy ripples around his cock as we breathe heavily, the mist and steam from the shower surrounding us in our own private bubble.
When my eyes find his, gone is the shadow of pain; it’s replaced with something that makes my heart skip a beat. He’s looking at me like I’m his savior, and when he pulls free and lets me slide down the wall to gather me in his arms, I feel cherished and wanted, and it’s perfect.
Chapter Twenty
