Chapter Nine
Jaxon
“How are you feeling?” I ask Bri as I close the door after seeing the doctor out.
I started to panic when Brianne didn’t stop throwing up, even when there wasn’t anything left in her stomach she kept heaving non-stop. So, I did the first thing that came to mind, I called my doctor for a house visit.
This has been a horrible night. From burnt food and pots to hurling all over the bathroom. I can’t believe Bri, and I actually took that chance of eating food we knew Carson cooked. That guy is worse than I am when it comes to cooking.
“Yeah, I’m okay now. It really wasn’t necessary for you to call your doctor to come out this time of night.” She says as she takes a bite of the ginger biscuit in her hand.
“Of course, it was necessary Bri. You didn’t stop hurling, and I was worried about you and our babies.” I say. Wow, our babies. I still can’t believe I of all people, am going to be a father. I never wanted kids because of my own past.
My father was - is a drunk with a bad temper who used to beat me and my mother to a pulp. Thank God my mother finally got out of that abusive situation, she deserves so much better than that fucker.
Don’t get me wrong; I don’t see myself ever lifting my hand to any woman or child, especially my own, but my father felt this exact same way before. My grandfather used to beat him, and my gran and my father always despised his own father for how he treated him and his mom and swore that he would be a better man and father, but then, when I was twelve, my father lost his job and that shit changed, and the fucker started doing the exact same thing to me and mom. So, my point is, even though I feel this way now, things might change just as it did for my father. You know what they say about the apple and the tree right? This terrifies me to no end.
“Well, I’m okay now. Don’t worry.” She smiles at me as she takes another bite of her biscuit.
“That’s great,” I say staring at her lips when her tongue skims over them. I inwardly curse when I feel my jeans getting a bit tighter. Fuck, how I wish I could taste those soft lips again.
“Um, so you hungry, should we order in or something?” I ask to distract my mind from going back to that night, the night I still fantasize about till this day.
“Oh gosh no, I don’t think I can stomach any solids after eating my brother’s food.” She says displaying a disgusted face. “These will be just fine, thank you,” she says waving the packet of biscuits in the air.
“Okay,” I answer.
The air around us gets filled with awkward silence as we stare at each other. My jeans get even tighter when my eyes travel from her face to her chest, where she is sporting a cleavage that would get any hot-blooded man to his knees. Damn those tits look so much bigger than they were before; I wonder how they would feel cupped in my greedy hands.
“Uh, I think I’ll just go to bed now. It’s been one hell of a day,” she says, breaking me out of my lust filled reverie. My eyes snap up to her face and see a light blush creeping up her cheeks. Damn, why is she blushing, does she know what I was thinking just then?
“Okay, the guest room is ready, and I placed your bag in there already,” I say, rubbing the back of my neck. Yeah, this shit is awkward.
“Good night,” she says, quickly turning on her heel and rushing toward my guest bedroom.
“Fucking hell, this night was a damn disaster!” I groan, throwing my head back on my shoulders before heading to the kitchen to grab a bottle of beer.
It’s 11PM now, but I don’t feel tired at all, so I decide to go to the living room. I start setting up my gaming system. If anything will make me think of anything but following Bri into that room and getting my way with her, this is it. My phone vibrates in my pocket just as I start to relax and start my game.
I fish it out and see that I’ve got texts from both Carson and Olivia. I groan out loud when I see that there are also texts from Sabrina. I immediately delete the texts from her without even reading them and then read the ones from Carson and Olivia. They both just wanted to make sure that Bri was alright and what the doctor said. I quickly type out a response to both of them, letting them know that everything is fine.
The phone vibrates again just as I’m about to put it down so that I can go back to my game. I sigh before checking it.
Unknown: Stay away from Brianne she’s my woman!
What in the actual fuck? Who the hell is this from? Another text comes in from the same Unknown number while I contemplate on whether I should reply or not.
Unknown: Stay away from her and my kids!
Mother freaking shit, are these texts from Ethan? Great! Just what I fucking need, to deal with both Ethan and Sabrina in one day. I really don't have the energy for this shit!
Can’t those two just get a fucking life and stay out of mine and Bri’s? I’m starting to get sick and tired of this shit. I decide to ignore the texts and just carry on with the rest of my night. Neither Ethan nor Sabrina are worth any of my time. I grab the wireless joystick and start my game, wishing the zombies I’m about to slay on the game were Ethan and Sabrina.
Fifteen minutes into my game, I hear a strange muffled sound coming from somewhere in the house and I pause for a few seconds to listen more intently. Nothing. I’m just about to continue playing my game when another sound catches my attention. What the hell is that?
I stand and make my way toward the bedrooms because that’s where I think the sound came from. I stand quietly in the middle of the hallway but again, nothing.
Okay then, it’s official, I’m going crazy!
I sigh before making my way into the hallway bathroom. I stand in front of the mirror and take off my shirt then take out my eye contacts before turning the tap open and splashing my face with cold water. I’m starting to get tired. Maybe I should just go to bed and hope tomorrow will be a better day for both me and Bri.
I sigh again as I slide the mirror cabinet open and grab the extra glasses I keep in here and put them on. Man, I hate wearing these damn Clark Kent glasses, they’re just too-
“Oh, my!” A loud scream or moan I’m not sure which, coming from my guest room snaps me out of my reverie.
Shit, what just happened? I take quick strides toward the room and burst in, ready to go head first with whatever made Bri scream like that.
“What hap-” I stop dead in my tracks before even finishing what I was about to say when I take in the scene happening in front of my eyes. Bri is on top of the bed with her back supported by a few pillows against the headboard, completely naked with her legs wide open and her hand between them. Holy mother of getting hard, is that a damn vibrator?
“Oh my God, Jaxon. Don’t you knock?!” Brianne squeals, dropping the vibrator as she tries to cover her gloriously naked body with a sheet.
Mother of fuck, this is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen!
I don’t say anything as I take slow steps toward her, my dick getting painfully hard with each step. I want this woman so bad right now I swear one wrong move could break my dick right off.
“Wha- what are you doing?” Bri asks, her face a beautiful shade of red and her eyes glued to my half-naked body. A smile forms on my lips when I see her swallowing hard when her eyes land on my abs.
I still don’t say anything as I close the short distance between us and sit on the bed so close to her body that I can smell her arousal. Fucking hell, this is torture! I take my glasses off and place them on the bedside table before my attention going back to her.
“I didn’t know you wore glasses,” She says, her breath hitching when I inch closer.
“Yeah, I do.” I talk for the first time, my voice low and seductive as I lean so close that my lips brush against her soft ones.
“Jaxon, I don’t think this-”
I don’t wait for her to finish. My lips lock with hers in a hungry kiss. I expected her to stiffen or push me away, but she immediately kisses me back like she’s been as hungry as I am for this. Her soft moans bring all the blood to my already painfully hard dick. The first thing my hand does is go straight to those tits that were taunting me earlier.
“So fucking perfect, Bri.” I groan as I briefly break the kiss. Her tits really do feel fucking perfect; they feel swollen and fuller than the last time I had the pleasure of kneading them like this.
My hand starts sliding south of her body, over the bump encasing our kids. A loud moan slips through her lips as she throws her head back in pleasure when my hand reaches its destination.
“God Bri, you’re so wet, so ready,” I say as I insert two fingers inside her warm wet pussy. I watch as her eyes dilate when I slowly start pumping my fingers in and out of her.
“Jax!” She moans even louder as she starts pushing against my fingers when I press my thumb to her swollen clit. “I’m gonna…!” She shouts as her walls tighten around my fingers indicating that she’s close to her release.
“Yes baby, let go,” I whisper as I start pumping faster and applying a bit more pressure on her clit.
It doesn’t take her long before she throws her head back against the pillows again and the sexiest version of my name bubbles loudly through her lips as she cums around my fingers.
I remove my fingers before kissing her baby bump. She’s still panting when I stand to finally get rid of these freaking jeans. I was starting to damn this zipper to hell.
“We’re not done just yet, baby. We are just getting started,” I seduce, looking down at the gorgeous panting woman sprawled on the bed.
I guess this night didn’t turn out so bad after all!