Their New Beginning (Oh Captain, My Captain 5)

“I love you. I’m so sorry.”

“Go, Jax. It’s fine,” I tell him bravely.

This time last year Jax wouldn’t have hesitated to go, and now I can see that he’s torn.

“Jax,” I say more firmly. “Your teammate needs you. Now, go.”

He pulls me into his arms and hugs me tightly. “I’ll be back soon.” He grabs his keys, and he leaves.

I hug my arms to my body. I keep repeating Jax’s words in my head. I’m number one. I shouldn’t be so selfish. I know it.

I push my hands through my hair. I look around the house, trying to figure out what to do. I settle on lying in bed, waiting for Jax. I’m sure he won’t be gone long. I think I should be sexy for him when he gets back.

I jog upstairs and into the bathroom. I fix my hair and touch up my makeup. I strip out of my clothes and go into his closet, pulling on one of his dress shirt. I leave a few buttons undone so he can see that I’m not wearing a bra. I find a lace thong that matches the shirt.

I lay in bed and think about our night. He wanted to make out in the theater. I bite my lips thinking of him kissing me. However, it’s the fact that he took me to a ballroom lesson. I’ve always loved watching people who could do all those classic dances.

Jax’s arms around me, leading me in circles on the hardwood floors, is something I don’t think that I could ever describe.

He’s my soulmate.

He’s the one.

I close my eyes with a smile on my face. I am his number one.

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“Avery.” Jax’s voice is far away, like at the end of a tunnel.

I moan.

“Avery.” It’s coming closer. It’s soft, loving, and I can feel something skimming my legs.

I moan louder.

“Do you remember when I came home late fro

m games or traveling and I would wake you up like this?”

My eyes flutter open the moment Jax inserts two fingers in me. I arch my back, gasping for air from the penetration.

“You remember, don’t you?” he bites on my neck.

Jax’s right. I do remember. He would always wake me up with sex. It didn’t matter to him, or to me, what time it was, or what we had to do the next day.

I think I’m going to combust when he begins to use his thumb to work my clit. My body is craving him. He hasn’t touched me in so long.

“Jax.” I pant his name.

“You feel so good.”

“Don’t stop.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that,” Jax smiles, bringing his mouth back to mine, driving his tongue in.

Jax’s fingers don’t stop working on me and it doesn’t take long for the tension to build up through my body.

I break the kiss because I can’t breathe. “Jax. Jax.” I say over and over again.