“Probably?”
Again, his response was to thrust, a heaved grunt as he smacked his hard thighs against the insides of mine. I hugged his ass, my ankles crossed behind his back. He held my feet there as he got on his knees and drilled his dick inside my sensitive core. We’d had sex a lot, so deliciously sore.
“That’s it, Girl Scout,” he growled. My nipple still in his mouth, he swirled his tongue around my areola. “Come for me. Feel me deep.”
I did, not here with him long before my tummy warmed and heat flooded inside my core. I exploded like a rocket, Jaxen picking up until he hit his own high. His biceps flexed and his eyes closed as my breast popped out of his mouth, and he let his head fall back.
“Fuck,” he gritted, his body golden and moist with sweat. We’d really had sex a lot, his body shaking like he didn’t have any more in him. But he always seemed to, his cum sticky and warm as he pulled out and my walls clenched from his absence. He always cleaned me up. Even after last night on his car. He’d had napkins then, which we used like the tissue box in the room now.
It might be weird, but that was one of my favorite parts, him taking the time and caring for me. He’d been so different.
I kissed his arms before he tossed the tissue and kissed me right back. He didn’t stop, making me laugh when he shifted to my neck, and I squeezed his arms. “Shouldn’t you go?”
Again, he said, “Probably,” making a smacking noise against my neck. He didn’t stop until he had me in a fit of laughter on the sheets. It was like he couldn’t until he heard it. Seemingly accomplishing his mission, he fell to his side, laying a heavy arm on me. I noticed his ring, and that’s what I’d been playing with this morning. He often wore it.
“This like a class ring or something?” I asked, studying the animal. I mean, it could be a mascot or something. It was kind of violent looking though.
“Something like that,” was all he said before kissing my hand. His phone buzzed again, and he rolled his eyes before shifting me and finding the device in the sheets. He studied it a second before rolling his eyes again and shooting off another text. After that, he tossed his phone again. “Yeah, I do need to go. Royal’s about to lose his shit. He said the guys already got a ride share and left, but they’re on their way to the tux and suit rental place and want me to come. December and the girls already headed back to the hotel in a cab.”
“You’re renting tuxes?”
“Buying suits and yeah. For the wedding.” Picking up my hand, he played with it. “Royal’s idea. He wants to get it done since we’re all here. The other guys go to school all over the place too. We’re all pretty much coming home for fall break but he wants to get it done ‘now.’ None of us would tell his ass, but he’s being a complete groomzilla already. December seems so lax about all this shit whenever she talks about the wedding, but Royal, it’s like legit serious.”
Laughing, I hugged his arms. “He probably just wants it to be perfect. Perfect for her.”
“Maybe.” He looped our fingers together. “But he’s being annoying as fuck.” Another buzz, which he didn’t even check this time. He smiled. “And I’d rather be with you.”
I’d rather be with him too, and we started to kiss again before the incessant buzz triggered and didn’t stop this time. It was so obviously a call, and when he picked his phone up, he winked at me before answering.
“Yeah?”
I couldn’t hear the other person on the line clearly, but he was male… and sounded pissed. A deep voice shot off like a minute long sentence before Jax was able to cut in.
“Yes, I’m fucking up. Jesus, Royal.” Groaning, he rested on a bicep. “Give me two seconds to get some clothes on and eat and shit. You want me to come down there naked?”
Snickering, I watched him roll his eyes again.
He winked. “I’m sure you’d like that, though. Wouldn’t you, big boy?”
He pulled the phone away at this point, that deep voice blasting into the line. He covered one of my ears like this was too sensitive for me to hear before kissing me and returning the phone to his head. He snugged the phone between his ear and shoulder before throwing his big thighs out of the bed. He stretched huge arms, and I already missed them wrapped around me.
“9678 W. Appleton Court. I got it. Yes, writing it down now.” He frowned. “How the fuck you know I’m not writing it down?”
Smiling, I watched, a long conversation as he grabbed his shorts from the floor and put them on. He left his boxers, covering a firm ass when he got up. He snapped them from the front. “I’m on my way so let me get there. You know I won’t leave you hanging. Never do.”
That made me smile too and Jax as well as he let his friend go before tossing his phone on the bed. Dipping, he picked up his shirt, shrugging it on before bending over and kissing me.
“Probably better go earn my slot now,” he said, pulling away. “He made LJ, Knight, and me his best men, and I’m not trying to be low hanging fruit. The asshole will quickly snipe my ass if I give him the chance.”
“Groomzilla?” I grinned.
He snorted. “Epitome of. Anyway, you’re free to do whatever. I probably won’t see you again until I get in, whenever that is. Dude’s actually having us go to a fucking vineyard before going to the club tonight. Even then, I’m told there won’t be any strippers. All responsible and shit and get this, that was his idea. Vineyard and all. Sometimes I don’t even know if he’s my same best friend.”
It just sounded like he grew up and was over it, and since Jax didn’t protest too much, maybe he was a little bit too. Then again, that just might be wishful thinking on my part. I obviously didn’t want any naked women all over him.
“I don’t know what December is doing,” he said, but then frowned at me. “But I really don’t want to hear about you being around any strippers. You see something, you call me or just get the fuck out of there.”
“I will not!”