Beautiful Brute (Court University 3)

Her arms weaved around my neck as I juggled her weight against the hood of my car. I was going to fuck her. Fuck her right there.

Because I wanted her too.

I wanted her so bad it ripped apart my insides. I shouldn’t want her, the worst possible thing because I did think it let my dad win. He won because I couldn’t hurt him the way I knew fucking with his replacement kid would. I found my needs overshadowed his in the moment.

“Girl Scout…” I dragged her lip into my mouth, making her call out. Cradling her waist, I worked my shorts down, then undid hers. I got one of her legs out, then pulled her right back on top of me, her knees on my hood. A hooked finger and I eased the side of her panties over, adjusting myself beneath her. She knew what was happening and held on, letting me angle into her center. It took little more than a touch before I slammed, making us both cry out.

Holy fuck.

I rocked with her, slapping her inner thighs as she rode me, kissed me. I had one hand on her and the other on my ride, not letting her go as I impaled her again and again.

“Jax, oh my god.” She tossed her head back, her perfect tits bouncing in her tank top. Needing a taste, I forced her top up, then eased her breast out of one of the cups. I sucked a nipple in immediately, making her mewl and shiver. Her nails grated my back, and I roared, clamping down on her tit.

This wouldn’t last long.

I shifted, getting her on the hood of my car. Sprawled out like this,

she looked heavenly and on my fucking car, a goddess.

I drilled her, gripping one of her legs and angling it up as far as it could go. I got her so deep like this, disappearing and reappearing inside her. This girl was the stuff pornos were made of, a goddamn queen on my car.

“Jaxen, I’m going to come.” Her ass slid up and down as I pounded, nearly there myself. In a breath, her walls squeezed my dick, and I spilled, coming hard like I’d never touched a woman in my goddamn life.

I completely filled her, my dick covered in cum and her sticky heat as I fell from her. I didn’t let her go far, kissing her. I wasn’t letting go of her.

It was like I couldn’t.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Cleo

Jax and I ended up at the hotel room he’d booked for us in Miami. He obviously wasn’t going back home to Mom and Dad’s, and it wasn’t foreign to me that the place probably didn’t feel like home to him anyway.

Not that he was wrong.

My adoptive father was hiding something from him and definitely from me, which was crazy. That’s just not how he was. Obviously, he didn’t tell me everything about his life, nor did he have to.

But to hurt someone on purpose?

We hadn’t talked about my adoptive father last night or this morning. We’d just been together, all that easy. If Jaxen had hated me before, he definitely didn’t now. He’d told me, but I didn’t think I needed to hear the words. He’d texted me to come to the beach.

He hadn’t pushed me away.

That meant more to me than anything else. He was hanging around and didn’t want to go. I played with his hand, under his arm while he texted. He finally checked his messages after we made love this morning—a lot. In fact, we screwed so many times that it’d taken several texts coming in before he finally picked up. His friends had been blowing up his phone apparently.

“Shit,” he said, shooting off a final text before putting his phone down. He had a sexy, curled bedhead that made him basically smoldering, muscled man candy. I definitely didn’t want to leave this bed but knew we’d have to eventually. His friends were supposed to be arriving today. He looked at me. “The guys have been at the airport for an hour.”

“What?”

“Yeah.” he scrubbed into his hair. He looked at me. “Probably should have checked my phone sooner. I was supposed to pick them up.”

“Crap. Do you have to go?”

His response to this was covering me, like his whole big body. Hard heat surrounded me, and parting my legs, he slid himself inside.

My eyes immediately rolled back, my body humming as I rolled my hips. Dipping his head, Jaxen laved one of my nipples, and my toes curled.

“Probably,” he hummed too, sucking what he could of my breast into his mouth. I’d always had big boobs and used to be a little insecure about that. Especially when I’d been younger. I found I didn’t care now as Jaxen tweaked one, then bit the other. “But they’ll probably be okay.”