When he comes back to the bed, he’s completely naked and I’m momentarily stunned by his beauty. The mattress creaks under his weight as he settles back between my thighs leaning back on his knees. “Are you sure?” He asks one more time.
“Yes, Jax,” I chuckle, “I’m sure.” I’ve never been more sure of anything than this moment. Bravely reaching down, I take his impressive dick in my palm and lightly squeeze. I’ve never touched a penis before, so I’m not sure what to do. I don’t want to hurt him, but I also want to explore. Breath explodes from him as I move my hand gently up and down his shaft, alternating the pressure of my hand.
“If you don’t stop Sweetness, I’m going to come before I’m even inside you.” His eyes are burning for me, and I give him one more pull before he rips open the condom and rolls it down his hard length. I’m a panting mess as he lowers himself over me.
I try really hard to relax as he notches himself at my entrance, not yet pushing into me. “You’re alright Sweetness,” he groans as he leans down and kisses the worry away.
In one smooth motion, he slides into me making me hiss. The feeling of him inside of me is unlike anything I’ve felt before. A pleasurable and not all uncomfortable feeling of fullness settles through me. Jaxon stills while I gauge what’s happening in my body, watching my face for any hints of pain. Sensation overload is the best way to describe it. I feel full and tight, but there’s an undercurrent of needingmore.“Keep going, Jax. I need you to move.”
He starts to move; his thrusts slow and smooth. “Damn Sweetness, you feel so good. You’re so damn tight. Fuck, you feel amazing.” Jaxon whispers praises into my ear as he pushes in and out of my core.
Once again, I’m a torrent of completely new sensations. The pleasure that’s building low in my belly is a slow burn compared to the blaze that was his mouth on me. Gradually, Jaxon’s movements have me whimpering and my hips moving to meet his thrusts, taking him deeper and deeper each time. “Oh my God, Jaxon. I can’t… Jaxon.”
Somehow, he understands my pleas. “I got you, Sweetness.” One palm glides between our bodies until his finger finds my clit and slowly circles the bundle of nerves as he thrusts into me. That’s all it takes before my muscles clench around him, the orgasm making me cry out. Jaxon moans into my neck, his thrusts turning hurried. I feel his cock jerk inside me, moaning my name as he comes.
Chapter Fifteen
Jaxon
To say I’m obsessed with being with my Sweetness would be an understatement. We’re cuddled in her bed, her breathing deep and even as she sleeps beside me. She’s absolutely amazing. I’m one lucky son of a bitch to have stumbled upon her that night by the fountain. To think I could have gone my whole life without seeing that dimple pop up on her cheek or listening to her excitedly talk about her books leaves a hollow feeling in my chest.
Tonight is possibly the best night of my life and I’m looking forward to repeating it regularly. My hand strokes down her spine, her skin soft and smooth against mine and I sigh in contentment. Did I think I would ever be lying in bed next to a girl and thinking about how I never wanted to leave her side? No, absolutely not.
Yet here I am.
There’s never been a girl that could make me laugh as hard as she does, surprises me at every turn, and leaves me with an insatiable need. Candi is my kryptonite.
She shifts next to me snuggling closer. “Jax?” Her voice is husky with sleep and it’s adorable. “You awake?” Her eyes don’t open, but her hand on my chest gently strokes over my skin.
“Yes, Sweetness, I’m awake.” Turning my head, I plant a soft kiss on her forehead and breathe in the smell of her hair.
“Mmm,” she moans, sighing as she does. “You’re so warm.” The feeling of her warm mouth on my skin as she kisses the hollow of my throat makes me pull her closer to me. We’re both naked under the sheets, not worried one bit about someone coming in. Letting my hand drift lower down her back and over that fine ass of hers, I give her a gentle squeeze.
“I’d say you’re hot too.” I’m rewarded with a small chuckle as she snuggles her head into my shoulder. I could get used to all this.
“As much as I’d like to go for round two,” she yawns, “I don’t think I can at the moment, so behave.” She lightly smacks my chest playfully in a warning. Dutifully my palm wanders back up to her waist. “Good boy.”
“Only good Sweetness? I thought I did better than that,” I tease, a grin breaking across my face.
Feeling her smile against my skin, she huffs a laugh, “You’re such a dork.”
“Takes one to know one Sweetness.” She doesn’t respond, content in my arms and slowly drifts back to sleep.
***
“Gather around gentlemen!” Coach Hicks aggressively blows his whistle, his arms flailing as he calls everyone to him.
“I’m ready for this shit to be done,” Gavin complains next to me as we jog to the pitcher’s mound. We’re both sweating and panting from the grueling practice coach is once again pushing on us. It’s all for a purpose, I know, but I’m worried that we won’t be able to take much more of this. Not wanting to share my thoughts on this whole mess, I nod my agreement and we stop with the rest of the team at the mound.
“Now, I know I’ve been pushing you guys hard this season. You’ve all risen to the challenge which has led to an undefeated season.” Sam, ever enthusiastic, starts whooping and hollering,making the other guys join in, leading to an impromptu mosh pit in the middle of the diamond. Coach stands in the middle, laughing and clapping along in support instead of sporting his natural grimace.
Wanting to be a team player, I clap my hands and pat some of the guys on the shoulders as they jump around. Coach catches my eye and I know that he’s watching for my reaction, to see how I lead the team. Sometimes it’s annoying to feel like I’m under a microscope, but at the same time, I want Coach to be able to count on me. I enjoy being someone the guys look up to and I’ll do whatever I can to make sure that’s the case.
After several minutes, Coach’s hands raise in the air as he yells, “Alright, alright! Simmer down.” The team listens, the cheers and clapping dying off as we all focus our attention back on Coach. “As I was saying,” he clears his throat and gives Sam a side eye making us all laugh. “You men have put in exceptional effort this season. We’re two days away from playing Liberty College on Saturday, which I know we’re going to win.” Another round of clapping breaks out. “So, I want you all to take it easy until then. We will still have afternoon practice, but no more six in the morning practices. I want you to rest and recuperate, and be reenergized for Saturday. Hit the showers gentlemen.”
Quickly showering off and dressing, I head straight to Candi’s dorm room. Since last weekend, I’ve not wanted to spend any time away from her. We haven’t been able to have sex again since Polly is back, but we don’t need to. Simply being with her is enough for me. Not that I don’t want to bury myself in her every second I’m with her—because I very much do—but I don’t want to pressure her into anything.
Stepping into her room, I hurl myself through the air and land with a soft bounce on top of Candi as she lounges in her bed reading a book. My head rests on the softness of her stomach, my arms holding her close to me. “Ah, that’s better,” Isigh, nuzzling my face into her stomach. She lets out a bark of laughter, her hips bucking as she tries to get away from me.
