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He retrieves it and brings it to me and by the time he gets to me Big Sean is bellowing:
I don’t give a fuck.
I don’t give a fuck.
I don’t give a fuck about you or anything that you do.
I click the button to ignore the call.
“Why is he still calling?” The laughter has died and there’s a trace of annoyance in his voice.
“He’s trying to get me to let him pay off the truck. I should let him. I’m just still pissed off over my mom taking his side.”
His gaze softens and he comes around to hug me. “Your mom will come around.”
No, she won’t.
But as I press my lips and body to Jax’s, I couldn’t care less. I’ll leave that worry for another day.
* * *
Jax
I stretch out on Saona’s bed and wait for her. The alcohol is buzzing through my veins. The drinks we had tonight, Blue Mother Fuckers, didn’t make me drunk but I’m nice. And so hard. The softness of her bed on my back is a bizarre contrast to what’s happening in front.
I wish I could have jumped in the shower with her but she insisted I shower first and wait for her. She’s got a gift for me. She’s been there for way too long. Long enough for me to conjure like ten different scenarios of what this gift could be. It has to be something crotchless or see-through or edible body paint or maybe leather. I’m not really a leather kind of guy but I’d bet everything I own she makes it look good.
I’m going in if she doesn’t come out.
But I prod gently, trying not to annoy her. Angry sex with her is awesome but I don’t want her angry. We’ve had a fun night that only promises to get better.
“This bed had to be made by God himself. I want it to have my babies.”
Her laughter peals from the bathroom. “I’m starting to get a little jealous.”
“You should. She’s all that. It’s so good. You’re going to have to get on top of me tonight.”
“I can do that.” She stands at the bathroom door. Her hair tumbles down her shoulder and there’s a radiant smile on her lips.
And a lace teddy.
No, not just a lace teddy because it’s not cheap or neon purple and it doesn’t make her body look like a sausage stuffed in a mosquito net. She didn’t buy this from the sex store.
The black lace is brushed over her body and dips in the front in a deep V that curves over her breasts. It’s sexy as fuck and sophisticated and something unlike anything I’ve ever seen.It’s so Saona.
I almost choke on my tongue.
“Hair up or down?” Her voice is husky like my staring does to her what her body in that teddy is doing to me.
I clear my throat. “Up. I want to see everything.”
She combs her fingers through her hair and pulls it up high over her head. And I’m so going to tug on that ponytail all night and savage that mouth.
“Like that?” She smiles and her eyes tell me she knows that’s just what I want.
I love this about her, the way she commits to things. She’d looked so shy our first time in the hotel. More than once, I’d wondered if she’d changed her mind. But the thing about Saona, part of what makes her so fucking sexy, is that once she makes a decision she gives it her all. She’d given me her lips, her tongue, her whole mouth, all the way to the back of her throat.
My cock twitches, making my whole body shudder.
