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“Jaxon!”
I’m liquid in his arms as he lifts me and slams me back down. My muscles are still convulsing around him when he finds his own release a few seconds later.
“Fuck!” Jaxon shouts.
With our breathing still labored and our sweaty bodies still connected, Jaxon rests his forehead against mine. His hands at my hips slide around to my back and start stroking up and down slowly. He pulls his head back to look at me.
“Are you okay?” he asks me again, softly.
I trace the line of his lips with my finger and answer him honestly. “I’m wonderful. You’re wonderful. Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me, angel. Never thank me for giving you something that you should always be given.”
Jaxon leans our bodies forward and twists until we’re both lying down, him on his back with my head on his shoulder. Both of his arms surround me, holding me tight. He grabs my thigh and pulls it over both of his. Tucking my hair behind my ear, I feel Jaxon kiss the top of my head. I snuggle in closer, even though there’s already not much room separating us. Jaxon always makes sure we’re as close as we can be.
I close my eyes, basking in the glory of our lovemaking. I’ve never been happier or more content in my life. Jaxon may call me, angel but it’s actually him who’s my Angel. He’s the one who brought me back to life. He’s the one who made me feel again. Jaxon is the one who makes me feel complete.
Steven may be out there right now plotting how to finish shattering me, but he’s not here in this room. It’s just Jaxon and me and all the wonderful feelings that Jaxon has invoked in my life since I met him. Steven can’t have this moment. Steven can go fuck himself.
17
I WAKE TO GOOSE BUMPS forming all over my body. Jaxon is lying behind me, feathering his fingers along my naked back. I don’t know how long I’ve slept, but the sun is just starting to rise, bringing a soft light through the curtains hanging over the window.
I arch my body and let out a moan when Jaxon hits an especially sensitive spot. I turn my head and see him up on his elbow, looking down at me with a laid-back expression.
“Hi,” I say with a shy smile. After our lovemaking last night neither one of us got up to get dressed, opting instead to lie there in each other’s arms. I have the sheet pulled up over my breasts and by the feel of Jaxon’s hard length resting against my backside, he’s still gloriously naked and very happy to see me.
“Hi.” He guides his fingers around my waist and makes a path toward my breasts. “How are you feeling this morning?”
I turn over onto my back and slide my fingers into his hair, just like I imagined doing the first night I met him. So much has changed since then. Jaxon has taught me so much. I know now that not all people are bad. Not all people are out to take what they want from me. There are some people who are kindhearted. Through Jaxon and the people in this town, I’ve learned I can trust again. I may not be all the way there yet, but I’m slowly learning to value myself. I’m not just a damaged girl not worth anything.
“I feel remarkable.” I tug Jaxon’s head down until his soft lips meet mine. As soon as they touch, we both open our mouths and our tongues clash. He brings his hand up and pinches my nipple before rolling it around to form a hard peak.
Jaxon releases my lips only to trail his along my neck. “We should wait, Bailey. Let your body—”
I interrupt him before he can finish his thought. No way am I waiting. I’ve waited long enough for Jaxon. Life’s too short. There’s no telling what might happen next.
I respond to his suggestion by bringing my leg up over his hip and tugging him until he’s fully on top of me. I wrap my legs around him tightly. Feeling him at my entrance reminds me of what he did to my body last night. How it reacted to his.
I shake my head and look up at him. “No waiting, Jaxon. For the first time in my life it feels right. Yes, I’m sore, but it’s such a wonderful and beautiful sore. I’m not scared anymore. The memories may always linger in the back of my mind, but they don’t control me. I loved what we did last night. You made me feel cherished. I’ve never had that before. You gave that to me.”
Jaxon watches my eyes the whole time I speak. I hope he can see the truth and sincerity in them, because what I said is true. Jaxon makes me feel special and adored.
He must believe what I said, because one minute he’s watching me, and the next his lips are slamming over mine. He nips and bites my lower lip, then places gentle kisses to alleviate the sting. I grip his hair and meet his ferocity, our tongues dueling in the process.
Jaxon grabs both my legs and lifts them higher over his hips. Once they’re in the position he likes, he dips one hand and finds my clit, swirling the bundle of nerves with a fingertip. I grip his hair more tightly as my body responds with tingles of delight. He runs his fingers down until they find my opening, then dips one inside.
“Shit, angel, you’re already so wet,” he groans against my lips.
“Mmm… only for you.” I let out a long moan when he adds another finger.
“Damn straight. Only for me.” His possessive words should frighten me, but they don’t. Jaxon’s possessive nature is totally different from Steven’s. Steven likes to control all aspects of life, including hurting anyone who gets in his way. Jaxon is a protector and keeps what he considers his safe.
Pulling myself from my dark thoughts, I drag my nails down Jaxon’s back until I reach his tight butt.
“Now, Jaxon, please. I can’t wait.”
He removes his hand from my center and replaces it with his hard and swollen length. Just the tip enters before he stops and looks down at me.
