He came a little closer.
“But I thought being a boyfriend to a girl meant I would do anything for her. We’d be best friends, hang out. I would protect her from anything that upset her. It was after you left that I realized what it really felt to like someone. My heart sank every time I went to your house and you weren’t there to open the door, let me feed your Tamagotchi?—”
“Not a euphemism.”
I chuckled again. “Not a euphemism. And you’d tell me Jodie was upstairs in her room. It never bothered me that your parents wanted us to keep her bedroom door open. I never realized it was because I liked seeing you walk past and wave as we were studying together or when you leaned against the doorframe calling out plays and distracting us from our computer games.”
He took a step forward. “I was so jealous of Jodie.”
“You were?”
“She had you all to herself. I was just the boring older brother when all I wanted was to ask you to teach me how to play computer games because I would do anything to be close to you. I wanted to be her and kiss you any time I wanted.”
“I never kissed her.”
His jaw fell.
“You never kissed her?”
I shook my head. “You could say we were very,very, late bloomers. Or maybe what we thought was love was just the best friendship anyone could ever be lucky enough to have. We just confused it for more because I loved her so much. Still do.”
He stared at me like he was wishing for clues.
If that was the case, I’d spell it out. “You don’t have to be her to kiss me any time you want, Jax.”
The corners of his mouth curled into a slow smile.
“That’s good to know because Jodie is the last thing on my mind right now.”
Jax cradled the back of my neck with his hand. His soft fingers ran small circles on my skin. Goosebumps erupted all over my body, and I tensed in anticipation.
When his lips brushed against mine, I hugged them with my own and sucked gently. He opened his mouth slightly, giving me the chance to taste him.
Finally.
“Jax,” I whispered against his lips.
“I know,” he whispered back.
My hands fisted his shirt, needing him to stay this close. Just a little longer.
When he didn’t pull back, I kept going, kissing him harder, sucking and tasting. I couldn’t tell at what point I found myself on a bed with Jax on top of me, his hardness against mine.
Our gasps were silent, but my ears rang from the energy coursing through my body. I needed more from Jax, preferably without clothes, but I knew it couldn’t happen now.
Our hard cocks were trapped between us. Jax rubbed against me.
“Are we really doing this?” I asked in a moment of stupidity.
He stopped. His lips came to a halt just as he sucked the skin on my collarbone.
“Fuck. You’re right. We need to stop.”
“Wait. No, that’s not what I meant.” I searched his face for answers. Why were we stopping? I needed an orgasm, goddammit.
“I know, but we can’t do this now.” He sagged, dropping his forehead against mine. “We should go back to the chapel.”
I chuckled. “I still can’t believe we went through with it.”
