Jax reached over and lifted his phone from the bedside table. “We have hours until our date. You wanna come and keep this hero company?”
“I’m all oily from my massage and facial, which I loved, by the way. Thank you.”
He held out his hand, waving his fingers for me to come closer as his tired eyes raked over me. “You look relaxed. I’m glad you enjoyed. Come here, beautiful.”
I sat on the side of the bed and he moved over, pulling me by the wrists so I was lying next to him. Burying his face in my neck, he breathed me in, letting out a groan. “Fuck, you smell so good.” He nibbled on my earlobe, sending a pulse of pleasure between my thighs.
“Jax…” I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, pulling him tighter, while the fingers on my other hand skimmed down his naked chest, tracing the outline of his abs.
He rolled on his back as if he was offering himself to me and my body hummed in excitement. I palmed his length, reaching my fingers to cup his balls, but he grabbed my wrist, lifting my hand to his chest.
“Can we wait? I want you so fucking much, but can we wait? You deserve so much more than me being half asleep. I want to give you a night you won’t forget.”
I brought my lips to his. “Why are you so good to me?”
He wrapped me in his arms, the warmth of his body searing into me. “Because you deserve good things.”
I stayed with Jax for another hour as he held me close, his hands dancing over my body until I was so desperate for him, I rockedagainst his hard cock shamelessly. When his alarm went off, he forced me out of bed, despite neither of us wanting to move.
I showered and scrunch-dried my hair, making the waves that I knew Jax loved more pronounced. Then, still wrapped in my towel, I opened the large white box on my bed gasping in shock when I found a beautiful black, spaghetti-strapped camisole and matching shorts that would barely cover my arse along with a lace cupped bra and something wrapped in white tissue paper.
I lifted it out carefully, laying it on the bed, my heart beating loudly in my ears as I opened it to find a stunning maxi dress that was an ombre colour, most of it a deep navy blue blending into a rich autumn orange. It wasn’t something I would ever choose for myself because I would assume it would make me look too big, but I couldn’t wait to put it on because Jax seemed to have a very different view of my body than I did.
I slipped the underwear—that fit perfectly—and then the dress on, letting out a sigh as the soft material skimmed over my skin. I added some lip gloss and a touch of bronzer to my cheeks. Standing in front of the mirror, I twisted to look at myself from all angles, noticing how unlike myself I looked… and I kind of liked this version of me.
Jax knocked on my bedroom door and pushed it open slowly, groaning when his eyes landed on me. Dressed in black suit trousers and a button up shirt that matched the blue of my dress, he looked so hot I could barely breathe.
“You like?” he asked, pointing to my outfit.
“I love. Do you like?” I replied nervously.
He stepped up behind me, turning me so I faced myself in the mirror again. Pushing my hair over one shoulder, his lips found my neck as his hand splayed across my stomach and I sank into his touch. He ground his hard cock against my arse as his heavy breath against my ear made my heart race. “I think you look stunning, and I can’t wait to strip you out of it later.”
“Later?” I sounded disappointed.
He took my hand in his. “Patience, beautiful. Now, come on.”
I followed him downstairs where there were another two boxes on the sofa. “Do you have shoes to wear?” he checked.
I stared down at my outfit, trying to work out what office heels or sensible shoes I owned. “No,” I replied.
Jax pressed his hand to the small of my back. “I want you to pick whichever pair makes you smile more.”
I held my breath as I opened the first box, letting out a giggle as I found the new white sparkly trainers with a raised sole so I’d be a tiny bit taller. The second box took my breath away. I lifted the shoes that glistened as if they were made of glass, turning them to take them in from every angle. “These are possibly the most beautiful shoes I’ve ever seen.” I put them on, letting out a sigh of relief at how comfy they were.
“You look stunning.” Jax pressed a kiss to my cheek. “Every inch the queen of your story.”
“And what does that make you?”
“If I bought you the shoes, I think that makes me Prince Charming. And tonight, I plan to charm the pants off you.” He winked and I couldn’t help but laugh, as I wrapped my arms around his waist and leaned into him, inhaling the warm amber scent of his aftershave.
“Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise. Now, let’s go have some fun.”
Chapter 17
Helen
