The next morning I wake up to the sound of a text on my phone. I squint my eyes open and moan, feeling a slight throbbing in my head. Damn! Too much to drink. My phone blares another text and it sounds way louder than it usually does. Moaning again I reach under me and grab my pillow throwing it over my head. Suddenly I hear a muffled chuckle. I pull my pillow off and squint at the sexiest sight of my life. Jaxson is standing at the end of my bed, freshly showered, wearing only kick-ass sexy jeans that hang low on his hips, with the top button undone. I ogle his bare chest for a few seconds, remembering what it felt like to roam my hands over the taut muscle. Then I start remembering where I had my mouth…. mmm. I squeeze my legs together, feeling a glorious tenderness, having muscles ache that haven’t been used in a long time, especially as well-used as last night. I move my gaze up to his face now and see a cocky grin, knowing I was just checking him out.
I narrow my eyes, “What are you doing looking so sexy and chipper this early in the morning?”
His grin turns to a full-fledged smile. God, the man is beautiful.
“Jules, it’s noon.”
“What!” I gasp and shoot straight up in bed, instantly regretting it. Groaning I grab my head.
Jaxson walks over immediately, “Easy baby, it’s not a big deal. Here, take this.” He hands me a glass of water and two aspirin that I never noticed he had. Probably because I was too busy looking other places…
“Thanks,” I whisper before throwing them back, drinking half the glass of water. The cooling liquid feels amazing on my dry parched throat. Jaxson takes the glass from me and I drop back down with another groan, which causes him to chuckle again. Peeking back up at him, I can’t help but smile back. “Hi,” I whisper softly, reaching up to cup his face.
He grabs my hand and kisses the inside of my wrist, “Hi baby.” He pulls the sheet from my body to see me covered in his button down shirt that he wore over his t-shirt last night. A low growl erupts from his throat, “You look fucking sexy in my shirt.”
I’m pretty sure I don’t look any kind of sexy at all this morning. He leans down and buries his face in my neck, licking and nipping at my skin.
“Mmmm,” threading my fingers in his freshly damp hair I breathe in deeply, loving the scent of his shampoo.
He trails his mouth up close to mine and I quickly slap my hand over it before he can make contact.
His eyes narrow when I shake my head, “Morning breath.”
He rips my hand away, “I don’t give a shit about morning breath.”
He tries to descend again but I turn my head away, “No! I care…”
He grasps my chin and forces my face back, planting his mouth on mine. I force my lips shut but he presses down on my chin giving him the access he needs. Once his tongue slips in I’m lost. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him with a passion that steals our breath.
He rips his mouth from mine, “Morning breath my ass. You taste fucking amazing.”
I giggle and he smiles back with an easiness that I haven’t seen since he’s come back, “What are your plans today?”
Just when I’m about to respond my phone beeps with another text. Reaching over I grab it and see 6 text messages from a group text between Kayla, Grace and I. They want to meet me at the diner for breakfast… well lunch now. I burst out laughing when I read the last text from Kayla:
Damn Julia, tell that man to take his dick out of you already. You can make up for lost time after. I’m fucking hungry!
I look up to see Jaxson staring at me expectantly, “Uh it’s just Kayla and Grace, they want to meet me for lunch at the diner.”
“What’s so funny about that?”
I clear my throat, “Uh nothing…”
Before I can think of something to say Jaxson rips the phone out of my hand. “Hey give it back!”
He stands up holding it above his head to read it. Getting up I try jumping to reach it but the man is a freaking giant. He wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me against him, effectively stopping me from jumping.
“Jesus that girl has a fucking mouth on her,” he says exasperated.
I scoff, “Coming from the guy who swears like a sailor,” realizing what I just said I burst out laughing.
Jaxson grins back, “Maybe that’s why I made such a damn good one.”
“Mmmm, maybe.” Reaching up on my tip toes I wrap my arms around his neck, “Or maybe it’s because you’re really smart, strong and honorable.” I kiss across his freshly shaven jaw to his ear. Nipping his earlobe I whisper, “Can I have my phone back now?”
Growling, he leans down picking me up by my ass and pins me against the wall. The fire that burns in his eyes ignites in my own body. His erection presses exactly where I need it too.
He rests his forehead against mine, “You can tell Kayla that I’ll let you go for now, but don’t plan to be gone too long. My dick and I have plans for you later.” After his husky order, he presses a hard kiss to my mouth while slamming his erection into me.
I gasp, “Ok, I’ll pass the message on.”
Chuckling, he sets me down on my feet, hands me back my phone and presses a gentle kiss to my forehead. When I open my eyes he’s already gone, leaving me with a stupid grin and my hand on the wall trying to regain my balance.
An hour later Kayla, Grace and I are all seated in a booth waiting for our lunch.
“I still can’t believe after all these years Jaxson has finally pulled his head out of his ass. Okay, give us the details, how was it? I mean obviously it was good given the ‘I was just amazingly fucked look on your face’, but was it sweet and romantic or hot and desperate? My guess is hot and desperate. Grace, what do you think?” Kayla asks looking over at Grace.
Grace giggles, “ Umm, I’m gonna say sweet and romantic. I mean Jaxson doesn’t seem like the sweet kinda guy, but you can tell he and Julia have something special.”
I smile, “Actually, you’re both right. It was all of the above, it was… perfect.”
Kayla leans back with a smirk, “Damn girl, I’m so freaking happy for you. Ok next question, how many times did you come?”
Grace gasps in surprise at Kayla’s question, “Oh as if you weren’t thinking it too.” Kayla says rolling her eyes.
Grace laughs, “Ok, you’re right, I was.”
They both look at me expectantly, waiting for my answer. Normally I’m a pretty private person but Kayla and I have always shared everything with each other and I have come to trust Grace just as much.
I feel myself blush before I say, “Four.”
Grace gasps again, “No way!”
I laugh, “Yes way!”
Where Grace’s response is unbelieving, Kayla’s is the opposite, “Not bad,” she says with a smile.
“You’re serious?” Grace asks again, as if she thought I was only kidding.
“Yes I am.”
“Wow!”
Kayla speaks up, “Why? What’s the most times you have in a night Grace?”
Grace’s cheeks turn pink now, “Ummm well, uh… never actually.”
“WHAT!?” Kayla and I both yell at the same time, causing people to stare in our direction.
Oops.
Kayla leans in and whispers, “What do you mean, never? Are you seriously telling us you have never had an orgasm Grace? Are you a virgin?”
Grace’s face is furiously red now and it starts to make me feel bad. “It’s ok Grace, you don’t have to tell us if you don’t want to.”
“The hell she doesn’t!” Kayla says exasperated, “you can’t tell us you have never had an orgasm and that’s just the end of the discussion.”
Grace laughs, “I don’t mind telling you. I am not a virgin, but I’m not real experienced either. After what happened to my mom I was always a little scared that I wouldn’t want to have sex. I’ve only been with one person and I remember being happy that I wasn’t too traumatized to have a sexual relationship with him, but I also wondered what all the fuss was about. I still do. I love romance novels and I have heard other women talk about it like you and Julia do, but I thought it was lies or exaggeration. With my experiences, it wasn’t awful, but it most certainly wasn’t what others make it out to be.”
Kayla interrupts her again, “Well no shit! If you’ve never come then ya, it isn’t all that fucking great. Either he didn’t know what the hell he was doing or he was too selfish to care.”
“Or maybe it’s me? Maybe something is wrong with me?”
“I doubt it. But have you tried to give yourself one?” Kayla asks so nonchalantly that she may as well just have asked Grace what her favorite color was.
Grace’s face turns a furious shade of red, “Uh no, I haven’t.”
“This is fucking insane!” Kayla says, still not believing Grace’s unfortunate circumstance.
“Well how many have you had in a night?” Grace asks her now.
“The most I have topped off at was 6,” Kayla says smiling proudly, “and that was the night after I smashed his truck in. I’m considering doing it again sometime soon.”
We all burst out laughing, drawing everyone’s attention on us again. Kayla leans in, “We need to get this rectified Grace, and fast. I know just the person…” We wait with anticipation for who Kayla’s going to name. A beaming smile takes over her face, “Sawyer Evans.”
“No way!!!” Grace says, shaking her head vehemently.
I agree with Kayla, “Why not?”
“Because he is the most arrogant man I’ve ever met…”
“Exactly,” Kayla says cutting Grace off, “he’s cocky for a reason Grace. I mean, look at him. Don’t get me wrong, I think Coop is sexy as fuck but I’m not dead and you can tell Sawyer is the kind of guy who can back up that mouth of his. I’ll just bet that cocky mouth could do all sorts of things to you…”
“Oh god stop!” Grace says covering her ears.
“And just look what happened last night? I’ll bet he would be more than happy to help you out with your little problem.”
I look at them confused, “What happened last night?”
Kayla smiles, “Oh after you left Sawyer got all sorts of possessive and cranky when some guy got a little too touchy with Grace. He wouldn’t lay off when she told him to. Sawyer almost came to blows with the guy while defending Grace’s honor.”
Grace scoffs, “Ya but then he was all moody at me like it was my fault, which really ticked me off by the way. I mean it’s not like I knew the guy was gonna try to have sex with me right on the dance floor, for crying out loud. I’m telling you, no way. Sawyer is out of the question… that man drives me crazy.”
I smile thinking about Jaxson’s words last night to me: Jesus woman, you drive me crazy.
I have a feeling Sawyer isn’t all that out of the question…
Later I head back home with anticipation humming through my body. Even though I loved spending time with Grace and Kayla I missed Jaxson like crazy. I love the fact that when I get home I don’t have to hold my feelings in anymore. I can freely walk up to him and wrap my arms around him or plant a deep kiss on his sexy face. I never thought this day would come. As happy as I am, I’m also a little scared. Because I know that if something happens to end this -us- there will be no going back to being just friends. And the thought of not having him in my life again, causes a deep painful ache in my heart that I never want to experience.
My troubled thoughts come to an abrupt halt when I pull up to my house and get a look at the beautiful black motorcycle that’s parked at the end of my driveway. Excitement rushes through me as I exit the car and race up my front steps.
“Jax?” I yell his name as I bolt through my front door. He appears in the kitchen entry with a sexy grin wearing jeans, t shirt and his riding boots. I race towards him and launch myself in his arms. He catches me with a grunted chuckle that dies abruptly when I attack his sexy mouth. I kiss him deep and hard, showing him how much I missed him. When I pull away a big smile takes over my face, “Are you taking me riding?”
His ice blue eyes burn with desire, “I was going to until you just did that. Now I’m thinking I should just take your sweet ass upstairs for a ride instead.”
I giggle, “How about bike first, then bed?”
He smirks back, “Do you still have your helmet?” I nod. “Alright, bring it to me, I bought a blue tooth for it.”
“We can talk to each other now?” I ask in fascination.
He chuckles as he slides me down his body, “Ya, so run grab it for me and I’ll install it while you get dressed.”
“Eeek!” I squeal and clap my hands excitedly before running to get it.
A minute later I come back, handing him the pink helmet with the black face shield he bought me for my 17th birthday. Then I quickly bound up the stairs and into my room. Hmmm, what am I going to wear? I go through my fall clothes and decide on a pair of dark skinny jeans, a white tank top and my thigh high black boots. I grab my black leather bomber jacket to throw over my tank. Grabbing the loose waves of my hair I secure it in a low pony at the nape of my neck so it doesn’t interfere with my helmet.
Not even 10 minutes later I’m bounding back in the kitchen enthusiastically, “Ok I’m ready, can we go?”
Jaxson grins from my excitement. When he looks up at me, from my helmet, his smile dies and a look of pure hot lust takes over his face as his eyes roam me from head to toe.
I smile and lean against the wall, “Like what you see Jaxson?” I ask mimicking the words he has said to me all the times he’s caught me checking him out.
He gets up and starts towards me; reminding me of a wild animal stalking its prey. My heart rate kicks up and a familiar ache starts between my legs. He wraps his arms around me, his hands going to my ass as he pulls me against him and I feel his erection against my stomach.
“I always like what I see Jules, but fuck me, right now you look like every biker’s fantasy, and I so badly want to take you with nothing but those fucking boots on you.”
Ohhh. Before I can think of something clever to say his mouth lands on mine with an intensity that sucks the breath right out of my lungs. I whimper and curl my fingers in his soft disheveled hair, giving in to the sensations that always wrack my body when he touches me.
Too soon he’s ripping his mouth from mine and staring at me with a fire that heats me from the inside out. “Let’s get the hell out of here before I change my mind and fuck you right up against this wall.”
Huh!? Oh right, we’re going riding. I nod my head, arousal robbing me of any coherent words. Jaxson smirks then grabs my hand, leading me behind him as we make our way to the bike.
He puts the helmet on my head making sure the strap is secure. Even though I can fully manage to do this myself, I let him, because sometimes I really like it when he takes care of me. Putting on his own helmet he straddles the bike, looking bad ass and incredibly sexy. Since both of our face shields are still up I spot his smirk, showing me again that he knows what I was just thinking.
“Stop looking at me like that and get your sexy ass on this bike.” I giggle and flick my shield down getting on behind him. My feet go to the pegs and I wrap my arms around him, crushing the front of my body against his back. His hard stomach tenses underneath my hands. “Christ this is going to be a long fucking ride.” I smile when I hear his mumble clearly through the blue tooth. The loud roaring noise of the bike starting up causes a rush of adrenaline through my system. The dull ache I just had moments ago from Jaxson’s kiss in the kitchen comes pulsing to life from the vibration between my legs. Jaxson’s right, this is going to be a long ride.
An hour later we’re still riding. We just left the interstate and are heading up a curved road. The ocean below us gets further away as we head up the steep hill.
“Where are we going?” I had figured we were heading to a beach somewhere but clearly that’s not the case. I have no idea where we even are right now.
“You’ll see,” is the only response I get.
Smiling, I push the question from my mind and take in the scenery around me. The thing I love most about riding, besides being so close to Jaxson, is the whole world feels different. The fresh air feels cleaner, the sun feels warmer and everything just seems more… peaceful. You get a whole new appreciation for the everyday things around you.
Suddenly a lighthouse comes into our view and I get another rush of excitement, “Oh my god, shut up, Jaxson are you serious?”
He chuckles at my squeal and pulls into an opening off the road that’s completely deserted except for the single lighthouse. Before Jaxson has a chance to kill the engine I jump off and remove my helmet. Walking closer to the edge of the cliff I take in the most breath-taking view I’ve ever seen. I look back at Jaxson to see him still sitting on the bike, holding his helmet on his lap, watching me with a sexy smile.
“How did you find this place?” Ever since I’ve moved here I’ve wanted to visit a lighthouse. You would think with us being so close to the beach there would be lots around us, but there isn’t.
“Coop told me about it. He discovered it coming back from a party he had to break up, just a few miles up the road from here.”
“I can’t believe this has been here the whole time and we never knew about it.” I look up taking in the tall white lighthouse with black trim. The sun has started to set, making the light at the top more prominent.
Jaxson comes up beside me and takes my hand, “Come on,” he pulls me towards the entrance and we start making our way up a very long flight of stairs. I slow down every time I near a window, trying to get a peek of the view. Jaxson chuckles tugging my hand, “Be patient, we’re almost there.”
Sure enough a minute later we reach the top. My legs and lungs burn from our lengthy climb, proving I haven’t worked out in a while. But I don’t let it slow me down. I run through the small opening at the top and gasp at the view before me. The Atlantic Ocean stretches out before us, the crystal blue water seeming to go on forever. The clear sky glows orange from the sun that slowly has started to descend. Wanting to soak up everything about this moment I take off my leather jacket and lean forward against the railing. Raising my arms up and out at the side, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Even from this high up I can hear the crash of the waves as the warm ocean breeze blows gently across my face. I have never felt anything so warm and peaceful in my entire life and for one fleeting moment I think about my mother… this is what heaven must feel like.
Right when I thought this moment couldn’t get any better I feel Jaxson’s arms come around me, proving me wrong. His body heat seeps into my back and his scent mingles with the salty ocean air. He pulls my pony tail out, freeing my loose waves from its hold, then pushes the gentle blowing strands to the side so he can rain soft kisses down my neck. Reaching up I curl my arm around his neck. His big warm hands slip underneath the bottom of my tank and slowly glide up on either side of my stomach. Goose bumps break out across my skin even though I only feel warmth from his touch.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
A soft smile takes over my lips from his whispered words. Turning around I wrap my arms around his neck while his stay around my waist. He’s staring at me with an intensity that makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
At this moment I desperately want to tell him how much I love him. Tell him that I never stopped and I never will because it’s the gods honest truth. I will love this man until the day that I die, but I know he is not ready to hear that… not yet. So I swallow past the lump in my throat and try to put into words what I’m feeling, “I love that I am living out another beautiful moment of my life with you. Thank you for bringing me here.”
He rests his forehead on mine intimately, “You deserve a lifetime of these moments.” Before my emotions can take over he places his lips on mine and gives me the most beautiful kiss I’ve ever had. Soon we are shredding each other’s clothes and making love under the warmth of the sunset. He made love to me with a tenderness I had never known and I knew in this moment, with every fiber of my being, that Jaxson Reid loved me as much as I loved him.