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When Jax and I first slept together, the night she was in the hospital, I told Lilah it was only a one-time thing, that neither one of us wanted a relationship. She knows I’m not the type to engage in a no strings attached type of thing, actual relationships are more my style, and Lilah knows it, so I’m sure she’s wondering what’s gotten into me. I bet she’s also worried I’ll be a mess when me and Jax are through because she’s seen how badly my breakup with Aiden affected me. I’ll talk to her tomorrow at work and clear the air.
Jax strokes my arm lazily up and down. “What are you thinking about?”
I look up. “How do you know I was thinking about something?” He gives me a sexy half-smile.
“Well, I asked if you’d let me fuck you tied to my bed. You never answered.”
“What? No, you didn’t! I would’ve heard that!”
“Fine.” He chuckles. “I didn’t ask that, but would you?” His expression turns serious, eyes smoldering.
“Probably.” I run a hand up his brawny chest. “I’d let you do just about anything.”
“Mmm.” He grabs the back of my head, his fingers dipping into my scalp. “If I had a rope, I’d do it right now, but we’ll just have to settle for other things.”
He pulls me down for a leisurely kiss, teasing his tongue around mine, tempting my body for more. His lips suck on my lower one as I groan, the lust flowing through my veins. He flips on top of me, our naked bodies gliding against each other, the friction of his cock at the apex of my thighs has me whimpering into his mouth.
His lips leave mine and he bites down my chin. “Bend over,” he rasps against my neck, his voice dangerously low. “I want you spread open for me.” I inhale sharply, flipping onto my stomach underneath him.
He lifts my hips up, my forearms flat on the bed. My sighs turn to moans as I feel him, hard and ready at my entrance. He thrusts slowly, inch-by-inch, then slams inside me, seating himself fully. I cry out, my nails digging into his sheets. Each time he penetrates me, it’s deeper, fuller, until I’m stretched to the max, my G-spot aching against his punishing thrusts. I push back into him, meeting his hips.
He yanks my hair roughly, while his other hand lays possessively around my hip. “Touch your pussy while I fuck you. Make yourself come for me.” The erotic words twist my stomach into tight knots.
I slide a hand between my legs, rubbing circles around my drenched center, aching for release. My toes curl as my need grows, pulling and pulsating from my belly and down my thighs. I rub harder as he pounds into me, my walls tensing around him from the force.
He leans over me, our bodies slick with sweat from the lust seeping through our pores. “This pussy is mine,” he grunts, “You feel how wet it gets for me?” He hammers his hips faster, while I touch myself to his tempo, both of us chasing the explosion we always create together.
“Don’t stop. I’m almost there!” Everything around me hums, my body, the room, it all grows unsteady. My eyes dim as my need climbs and climbs until I reach the top and fall. I cry out his name as my orgasm spirals out of control. He grabs my throat, his fingers choking me deliciously as wave after wave washes over me.
His voice begins to strain, and I know he’s about to join me. A few more slams of his hips and he’s there, his warmth coating me, owning me.
He drops his weight on top of mine, breathing ragged, heart pounding against my clammy skin. Though he’s heavy, every inch of me welcomes the power and strength.
Once his breathing relaxes, he rolls over and takes me with him, spooning me. And as he holds me protectively in his arms, I wonder how this story ends and how far I’ll fall before it hurts.
* * *
My eyes flicker open at the sound of shouting coming from the bedroom. I hadn’t realized I’d fallen asleep, not until the loud voice woke me up. My heart races, adrenaline pumping as I sit up, looking around to find the source of the noise—until I realize it’s coming from Jax.
His body shudders against the mattress as he tosses his head violently from side to side. “No, No! Hold on, please don’t leave me! Don’t go!” The words roar across the room, paralyzing me. “Don’t fucking take him, take me…No!” My heart aches from the pain shredding his voice. Tears well up in my eyes and I wipe a stray one that manages to cascade down my cheek.
What do I do?I’ve never been around someone who experiences such an intense nightmare.
“I didn’t know he’d blow it up. I didn’t know. I didn’t know.” His voice shakes, touched with a trace of tears, ripping my heart wide open. And if I could, I’d welcome every ounce of his suffering if it meant he’d feel it a little less.
Unable to take another second, I place a hand on his arm and shake him. “Jax, wake up.” He doesn’t budge. I try harder, raising my voice a bit. “Jax, you’re having a bad dream, you need to wake up.”
“I love you,” he mutters, still deep in his head, wherever that is. My jaw trembles as tears openly make their way down my cheeks.
Who’s he talking about? Who did he lose? Now isn’t the time to figure that out, I have to get him to wake up. His heartache echoes through the room and I don’t know how to stop it.
I try once more, clasping his cheeks with my hands, shaking him a little. “Jax, it’s Lexi, please wake up.”
His hand quickly jumps to my wrist, his fingers squeezing tight.Ow! Damn it!I try to pry my hand out of his unyielding grasp, but it’s no use, he’s too strong.“Jax, wake up! It’s Lexi, you’re hurting me!”
His eyes flutter rapidly then fly open. He lurches up to a sitting position, dropping the hand that held mine tightly. “Fuck! What did I do?” He gently lifts my arm and investigates my wrist. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asks frantically.
“I’m fine. I promise.” He ignores me, continuing to look me up and down. “Jax, it’s okay. You were having a nightmare. You only grabbed me on instinct.”
