A week later I’m thankful to be getting out of the hospital and going home. My discharge papers have just been signed and Jaxson is packing up the rest of my stuff.
I look around at all the flowers and balloons that fill my room and feel so blessed and loved to have the friends that I do. The whole week I had constant visitors. Grace and Kayla even set up a little celebration party with everyone in my room to congratulate Jaxson and I on the baby. Jaxson, Sawyer and Cade also shared the news on them buying the gym. I thought it was a great thing for Jax, but most of all I was so happy that Cade and Sawyer were going to move here. They have become like the brothers I never had, the same way Cooper has always been to me. We were all like one big family, even Jaxson and Kayla called a truce. Well mostly, Kayla still loves messing with him and, to be honest, I can’t ever see her stopping.
Jaxson stayed with me almost the whole time, only the last few days did he step out for a bit. He made sure someone was with me every time that he did. Sawyer, Cooper and Cade always went with him. I know he was up to something but I have no idea what.
“Okay I think that’s it,” Jaxson says walking out of the bathroom, looking his usual sexy self, “Cade and Sawyer are going to come by later and grab all the flowers and balloons for us.”
When I don’t answer Jaxson stops and looks at me. I smile at him when he sees me watching him.
He drops my bag and closes his eyes, “Stop looking at me like that,” he says roughly.
“Like what?” I ask innocently. I’m sitting on the side of my hospital bed with my feet dangling close to the ground. My white baby doll sundress lays against my upper thighs. I’m still covered in bruises but they have faded immensely.
Jaxson’s low growl brings me out of my thoughts. He starts over to me, stands between my legs and leans over me, bracing himself on his arms. He brings his mouth so close that his lips barely brush mine as he says, “Like you want me to do things to you that I can’t do… especially right now.”
I moan when he brings his mouth fully on mine. He keeps the pressure gentle, like he has been with me all week. As much as I love this side of him, I want his other side back, the aggressive Jaxson. We haven’t talked much about what happened with Wyatt; it’s just as difficult for me to talk about it, as it is for Jaxson to hear. I’ve had this overwhelming desire of just needing to be with him, for him to be inside me, to erase the memories of having Wyatt’s hands on me. I need all of Jaxson to do that.
“Uh knock knock,” Coopers voice breaks up our kiss. Jaxson pulls back, his eyes shining bright with naked lust. He kisses me on the forehead before turning around and facing Cooper.
“What are you doing here?” Jaxson asks him confused.
Strangely Cooper doesn’t look at him, but only addresses me, “Um Jules there’s someone here who’s been wanting to talk to you. Is it okay?”
“Sure, who is it?” I ask confused, wondering why Cooper seems so nervous.
“Well…”
“Me,” Ray Jennings says, walking in behind Cooper.
My anxiety spikes and in a flash Jaxson is moving towards him, “What the fuck are you doing here?”
Cooper grabs Jaxson before he can reach Ray. “What the fuck are you thinking bringing him here?” Jaxson shouts angrily at Cooper.
“Easy man, he just wants to talk to her. He’s not here to start problems. I wouldn’t have brought him otherwise.”
“I don’t give a fuck, he’s not welcome anywhere near her,” Jaxson says pushing away from Cooper.
“It’s alright Jaxson.” I don’t know why on earth he wants to talk to me, but I know Cooper wouldn’t have brought him here if it were to start trouble.
“No it’s not. You don’t have to listen to anything he has to say Jules, you fucking owe him nothing.”
Ray ignores Jaxson and keeps his gaze on me, “He’s right, you don’t owe me anything but I feel like I owe you. And I’d really like it if you would hear me out, Miss Julia.”
I take in Ray’s appearance and for the first time the wealthy, powerful man looks unkempt. He has dark circles under his eyes from exhaustion, his clothes are wrinkled as if he slept in them, he looks… sad.
I nod my head, “Alright go ahead.”
He nods back and lets out a relieved breath, “Well, first off, I just want to say I’m sorry. Real sorry for what my son did to you. I knew he was quite taken with you but I did not think he was obsessive. Over the last few days I’ve learned things about him that I never knew and for that I am truly sorry.” His eyes start to well up and he swallows thickly, “If I would have known I would have gotten him help.”
I can only imagine how hard it was for Ray to hear half of the things he did about Wyatt. Including dealing cocaine, which is how Melissa was supplied for her drug habit.
My heart starts to ache for him because I realize that although I am not sorry Wyatt is dead, I am sorry Ray lost him. As far as I know Wyatt is all Ray had. Wyatt’s mom died when he was a small baby and Ray never remarried after.
“I know my apology doesn’t make up for what he did, nothing will. But I’d really like to take care of your medical bills if you would let me.”
“No!” Jaxson shouts before I can say anything, “we don’t need your fucking money.”
“Jaxson, stop!”
Ray shuffles nervously and clears his throat, “Like I said I know this won’t make up for anything but I would really like to do something to show how sorry I am.”
I think about it for a few seconds before responding, “Alright,” I say quietly, then I throw my hand up at Jaxson’s angry protest, “thank you for your apology and I will accept your offer to pay for my medical bills.”
“Jesus Christ! Unfuckingbelievable!” Jaxson says angrily.
I glare over at him, not appreciating his outburst.
Ray clears his throat again, “Well, thank you for hearing me out and letting me take care of them. Again, I’m real sorry. I’m glad you and your baby are alright,” he turns around to leave.
“Mr. Jennings,” I shout, stopping him before he can walk out the door.
He turns around and my heart breaks when I see a tear fall from his eye, “Despite all that happened to me at the hands of your son, I know his value to you is what my baby is to me, and for your loss, I’m so sorry.”
He watches me for a second as if he’s looking at me for the first time.
He nods his head, “Thank you,” he croaks out before heading out the door.
I sit there for a moment in silence, staring at the closed door Ray just walked through. Then I’m covering my face and sobbing into my hands as sadness sweeps over me. I know I shouldn’t feel this turmoil, Wyatt’s death was unavoidable, even necessary, for my baby and I. But I just can’t help feel sad for Ray, knowing he is all alone. So many lives were affected from Wyatt’s actions, not just mine.
A second later I hear the door shut again, which I’m assuming was Cooper leaving. Then I feel Jaxson come to stand in front of me. He leans down and rests his hands on my thighs.
I keep my face buried in my hands, “I know you don’t understand me taking his money and I know you don’t like it. But he’s hurting too Jaxson. He didn’t do this to me, Wyatt did. And if letting him pay for my bill brings him any small measure of peace then I’m going to accept it.”
I feel Jaxson plant a gentle kiss on the inside of my thigh then he rests his head on my leg, giving me comfort. “You’re right I don’t understand it, and I don’t like it, but that’s because you’re a better person than I am.”
Another small sob escapes, “I just want everyone to stop hurting, including myself.”
Jaxson tightens his grip gently, “I know baby. You’ll get through this Julia, I’ll help you.”
And I know he’s right, because he is all I have ever needed.
“I have to say Jax, this is kinda kinky, we should try this sometime,” I say teasingly, as I sit in the passenger seat of his truck blindfolded.
Jaxson growls, “Julia, behave yourself. I’m serious.”
After we left the hospital we had stopped to grab something to eat in the truck on the way home. It was way past supper time, by the time we had left the hospital. Halfway home Jaxson pulled over on the side of the road and blindfolded me, telling me he had a surprise for me.
I feel the truck come to a stop, “Are we home? Can I take it off now?”
“No don’t take it off yet. Just wait, I’ll come around to get you out.”
Jaxson slams his door and I wait for him to come to my side. I’m bouncing with excitement, dying to know what he’s up to. I’m assuming this has to do with the few times he left me at the hospital.
My car door opens, I turn around and feel Jaxson’s hand span my hips. I have to say, all joking aside, feeling his touch on me while blindfolded is a major turn on. My hands find his shoulders as he helps me down. When my feet touch the ground I wrap my arms around his neck and his hands wrap around my waist. I feel him staring at me and also feel how hard he is against my stomach.
“Kiss me,” I whisper longingly.
He groans then leans down and kisses me. Again I feel him holding back.
“Come on,” he says breaking his mouth from mine too quickly.
The gravel crunches under my flip-flops as he leads me across it, holding my hand. Once we hit grass Jaxson stops then comes around behind me. My heart rate speeds up when he leans down and presses a kiss to the side of my throat.
The warm night breeze blows a few gentle strands of my hair across my face that has escaped my high pony. I moan when he flattens his hand on my stomach and pulls me back against him. “Are you trying to kill me?”
Jaxson chuckles, “I love you Julia,” he whispers in my ear.
I smile as warmth spreads through my body. I will never tire of him saying those words. “I love you too.”
He brings his hands to the back of my head and unties the blindfold. I blink a few times while my eyes adjust to the fall of night. Then I take a moment to absorb what’s in front of me. I know my heart understands it before my brain because tears immediately stream down my face.
In front of me is a massive tree that’s been buried into my front lawn. Strings of white lights decorate it, making it look beautiful and romantic. But my favorite part of it all, and that has my heart flooding with warmth, is the hand-made wooden swing that’s attached to it.
I bring a shaky hand to my heart, “I can’t believe you remembered this,” I choke out.
I feel him beside me, watching me, but I can’t seem to take my eyes off of the beautiful tree.
“I remember every word you have ever breathed Julia.”
His admission pulls me out of my state and I look over at him to see he’s completely serious. “I can’t believe you did this for our baby.”
He doesn’t say anything he just smiles, takes my hand and leads me over to the swing. Grabbing the rope that’s on either side of me, lit with white lights, I sit down.
Jaxson comes to kneel before me, “I did this for you, when our baby gets old enough then I will push them too, every night after supper.”
I laugh but it turns into a sob. Closing my eyes I bury my face in my hands again, feeling overwhelmed with all the emotions coursing through me. I feel Jaxson shift around then he’s grabbing one of my hands and pulling it from my face. “Look at me baby.”
I open my eyes then gasp in surprise, “Oh my god, are you serious?” I say on another sob.
Jaxson smiles, holding up a beautiful square cut diamond ring, “Julia…”
“Yes!” I cut him off before he can finish. He laughs. “Okay sorry, continue,” I say trying to reign in my excitement.
“Julia, marry me.”
“You’re supposed to ask, not demand it,” I laugh through my tears.
“You know me better than that Jules. I’m someone who demands, not asks. But, if you say yes, I promise to love you forever and push you on this swing every night for the rest of your life.”
I smile, “You’re right I do know you better and I like you bossy. So shove that beautiful shiny rock on my finger then come over here and kiss me.”
“Now look who’s bossy,” he says with a smile sliding the ring on my finger. Then he leans in giving me the most delicious kiss. A kiss that has me craving more, one that has me craving all of him.
He pulls back breathing heavily and rests his forehead against mine, “I’ll take good care of you and the baby Jules. I promise to be what you guys deserve.”
Tears flood my eyes again, “You already are Jaxson, you always have been.” Grabbing his hand I stand us up, “Swing with me,” I say turning us around. Our gazes stay locked while he sits on the swing and I come down to straddle him, his erection hitting me where I crave him most. Jaxson groans, his eyes turning to fire, and he grips my bare hips where my dress has ridden up. He looks pained as he restrains himself.
“How on earth did you get this tree here and buried?” I ask as Jaxson starts swinging us. I reach up high grabbing the ropes on either side of his head my eyes never leaving his.
“The guys helped me; it was Kayla’s idea for the lights and I have to say it was a good one.”
I giggle, “Yes it was.” My smile quickly dies as I look into his ice blue eyes that are warm with need and fierce with restraint. Reaching up I cup his jaw, “I miss you Jaxson,” I say sadly, knowing we need to have this conversation.
He looks at me a little confused, “I’m right here baby, I haven’t left and I’m not going to.”
I shake my head, “You’re holding back, you’re not giving me all of who you are.”
Realization dawns in his eyes at what I’m saying. He shakes his head regretfully, “Jules…”
“I need you Jaxson,” I choke out thickly, “I need all of you, because you’re the only one who can make me forget. I don’t want him between us, I, I don’t want to feel his touch.” Jaxson’s jaw clenches and rage burns in his gaze while hot tears fall from mine, “He was the last to touch me and I hate him. I hate that I can still feel it. Make me forget, make me…” That was the last I got out before he crashed his lips to mine. His taste and scent flooding my senses, giving me exactly what I need. Moaning, I thread my fingers in his hair and hold him to me, not wanting him to ever stop. I start grinding down on his erection. Growling, his hands slip to my ass to help my rhythm.
He rips his mouth from mine and starts trailing his warm lips along my neck. “You’re mine baby. Feel me. This is the only touch you’re going to feel for the rest of your life.”
His possessive words has me aching with need, “Yes, only yours.” I grab the back of his shirt and he moves back so we can pull it over his head. I run my hands all over his hot naked skin, loving the way his muscles ripple and flex under my touch.
Grabbing the straps of my dress he pulls them down until my dress is bunched at my waist. Thanks to the built in bra I’m completely bared to him. The warm night breeze breaks goosebumps across my over-heated skin.
Jaxson’s jaw clenches and rage fills his eyes again. Looking down I see him looking at the faded finger bruises that mark my breasts.
I grab his face in my hands forcing his furious gaze to mine, “Don’t let him come between us. Erase them with your touch.”
He is breathing heavily- half with desire, the other half rage. “Please Jax, make me forget,” I plead.
He lets out a deep breath and buries his face in my chest. “I’ll never let anyone touch you or hurt you again Julia, I fucking swear it. I’ll kill anyone who even dares to try.” I know he’s serious and would do exactly that.
Soon he’s running his lips across the bruises, then tonguing and sucking my nipples with his hot, wet mouth. I grab on to his shoulders and arch into his mouth and hands while he does exactly what I need him to: erase Wyatt’s touch. He grazes my nipple with his teeth, the sensation shooting straight to my clit.
Whimpering I grind against his erection, “Jaxson I need you inside me, I need to feel all of you.”
“Fuck yes,” he growls out.
Grabbing onto the ropes on either side of me now I pull myself up while Jaxson fumbles to undo his pants. He pulls them open just enough to free his smooth hard cock. His hands quickly span my hips then he’s shredding my soft yellow panties from my body.
I moan when he runs his fingers through my wet slit, grazing my swollen clit that aches for more pressure, “Always so fucking wet and ready for me Julia.”
He grabs his cock and runs it where his fingers just were, coating it with my lube. I whimper when he hits my clit again, “Please Jaxson, now!”
Placing his cock at my entrance he grabs my hips to slowly lower me onto him but I fight against his grip and slam myself down. Crying out at the ecstasy of him being buried so deep inside of me.
“Jesus Christ!” Jaxson grips my hips almost to the point of pain; again I can feel his restraint.
“Don’t you dare hold back, please,” I plead.
“Baby, you just got out of the hospital. I don’t want to hurt you even more.” Every word is through clenched teeth as he holds back.
“I swear you won’t, I’ll tell you to stop if you do. Just please Jaxson, fuck me.”
“Fuck!” And with that I can feel the intensity that he had been trying to hold back be released, and he fucks me with hard, fast strokes. I grip higher onto the ropes and try to keep pace. At one point our rhythm is so in sync I don’t know who is driving it.
“Oh god, don’t stop, please don’t ever stop,” I plead, wanting this feeling to never end.
Jaxson growls, “Never baby, I’m never going to stop. I’m going to fuck you for the rest of my life, sometimes it’s going to be hard and slow, other times it will be fast and desperate but it will always ever be me Julia, because you’re mine.
“Yes, yours forever.” I grind against him harder.
Jaxson groans, “That’s right baby, fuck you feel so damn good.” He leans in sucking a nipple into his mouth, one hand on my hip guiding me, while his other hand moves to my clit.
I cry out when he gives it the attention it desperately craves, swirling and flicking the swollen nub. My impending orgasm begins to build. “That’s it baby, I can feel how close you are. Give me what I want Julia. Let me feel your sweet hot pussy contract around my cock.”
His rough erotic words send me over the edge, my head falls back on a cry, my gaze going to the now dark night sky that’s filled with stars, the bright spots blurring from the strength of my orgasm.
When I feel every last bit of pleasure leave my body I bring my head forward again and collide with Jaxson’s fierce gaze from watching me. He still moves inside of me but our rhythm has slowed. His eyes are filled with fire but also tenderness, “You’re the most fucking beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on. I thank fuck every day for you walking into my shit life and making it so much better. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me Julia.”
Without breaking rhythm I wrap my arms around his neck and bring us chest to chest, our hot sticky skin melding together, our hearts beating against one another.
I give him a gentle kiss by the corner of his eye, “You’re the very best thing that has ever happened to me too. And I promise Jaxson you’re safe with me, I will never leave you.” He swallows thickly, his eyes burning bright with too many emotions to name.
He groans when I start picking up my pace again. Threading my fingers tightly in his hair I bring my mouth to his ear as I continue a faster pace, “Now let go,” I whisper the words just before I lean down and bite his shoulder.
“Fuck!” Feeling his cock begin to pulse I keep my pace while his semen spills inside of me.
Dropping down, I wrap my arms around his neck and we hold each other while we catch our breaths and let our heart beats slow to normal.
“I have to say Jules, I did not intend this swing for what we just did, but I’m sure as fuck glad we will both be able to enjoy it.”
“I love the swing,” I giggle and give him a quick peck on his sexy mouth before resting my forehead on his. “Thank you for the ring and thank you for being you.”
He smirks, “Thank you for agreeing to my demand to marry me.”
I smile, “Well I thought I should give in, that tattoo on your back kinda ruins you for anyone else,” I tease.
He doesn’t laugh, instead his face becomes serious as he raises his hand to cup my cheek, “Every other woman was ruined for me the moment I laid eyes on you. You have always been mine Julia and you always will be. I love you.”
I swallow thickly while tears spring in my eyes, “I love you Jaxson, forever.”