“Jaxson.” The breathless sound of my name falling from her sexy lips is almost enough to make me come. I rip down the top of her strapless dress and kiss the swell of her breast, trailing my mouth over her stiff nipple through the black satin, I bite down hard.
“Ahhh,” she arches and digs her nails into my shoulders. Jesus Christ! I love the way she comes apart for me. Not being able to wait a minute longer I spin around and start racing to the door. I keep one arm around her while I dig in my pocket for the keys. She’s trailing kisses along my throat and jaw while I try to unlock the door. The goddamn thing is nothing but a hassle.
“See Jaxson, this is why we shouldn’t bother locking the stupid thing.” Her breathless taunt spikes my dick harder, which I didn’t think was possible. I bring my hand up and wind it in her hair, tugging her head back so I’m staring into her seductive eyes, eyes that are screaming at me to fuck her.
“What did I tell you about that smart-ass mouth of yours Julia?”
She smirks, “Maybe you should shove something in it then to shut me up.”
Ho-ly fuck!
I’m assuming my facial expression is funny, because she laughs her fucking ass off.
I grip her hair a little tighter, “Is that what you want Julia, my dick in your mouth?”
Her laughing dies abruptly, “God yes.”
Her breathless response makes me whimper, yup, fucking whimper like a pussy. I move back to the door in a hurry and finally get the damn thing unlocked. Once in, I kick the door shut and haul her sexy ass upstairs to her room.
I slide her down my body till her feet reach the floor and take a step back. “Take off your dress.”
She raises an eyebrow at my command but does as I ask. Before she unzips the dress though she bends down to take her shoes off.
“Leave the shoes on.”
She snaps her head up and smirks, “Mmm bossy, bossy, you’re lucky I like you like that.”
She wants to see bossy, I’ll fucking show her bossy.
Standing back up she unzips her dress letting it fall off her, pooling at her feet. My cock jerks at the sight of her body, minimally covered by black satin and silver fuck-me heels. A low growl erupts from my throat, “Damn woman, you’re fucking sexy.” I reach out to pull her to me but she moves out of my reach.
“Uh uh,” she smirks, shaking her finger at me, “Not one step closer till you take some clothes off too.”
I don’t smile back because right now there’s nothing funny about how hard she’s making my dick. I reach up behind my shoulders and pull my shirt off. I start stalking towards her but her sharp gasp stops me in my tracks. The smile on her face vanishes.
“Oh my god Jaxson.”
I’m thinking her shock is of the scars I have on my chest, it’s not as bad as my back but it’s still not a pretty sight, except she grabs the beat up pendant that’s hanging around my neck.
Shit, forgot about that. I clear my throat, “I had to get a new chain for it, it got a little beat up.”
Her expression turns sad, “I guess it didn’t do much good huh?”
I shrug, “I don’t know about that. I’m still here aren’t I?”
I’m not sure why I just said that. The truth is I don’t believe in that shit, but the thought of Julia losing her faith bothers me.
She smiles sadly at me, “Ya you are, and thank God for that because I would die without you Jaxson.”
Her choked words send a sharp pain through my chest making it hard to breathe. No one has ever cared for me the way Julia has, and as good as it feels, it also scares the living shit out of me.
My abdominal muscles twitch when she lays her warm hand on my stomach. “Let me touch you, I want to know your body,” her gaze is pleading.
Control is something I never give up, but for Julia, for a few minutes, I will give it up for her. My pulse kicks up when her smooth hand trails across my chest as she walks around to my back. I feel her trace the angel with her fingers, then she begins kissing all my scars, as if trying to erase them from my body. She wraps her arms around me from behind. Her breasts press against my back, making me wish they weren’t concealed by the black satin. Suddenly my back becomes wet and I know it’s from her tears, which makes me feel as if someone just punched me in the fucking throat. Even though it’s hard for me to do I let her hold me because I know she needs this, and well… maybe I do too.
Eventually she makes her way back to my front, tracing the scars on my chest, pressing her warm lips against each one. Her body shakes as she tries to hold in her anguish and it fucking tears me up.
I thread my fingers through her hair and bring her pained gaze to mine, “Please don’t cry for me Jules.”
“I wish I could take them away.”
“You do,” my voice is gruff, even to my own ears. I bring my mouth to hers and taste her salty tears as they fall to our lips. The kiss starts out tender and slow, but as always it soon turns hot and desperate. I grab her ass and pull her flush against me. Her hand trails down my stomach, and soon she has both my belt and pants undone. My head drops to the wall and I let out a tortured groan when she reaches in and grabs my painfully hard cock.
She strokes me firmly from base to tip, her soft thumb running over the smooth tip, “I want to taste you Jaxson.”
I suck in a sharp breath. I really fucking want her to taste me.