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But I need to do this. For Jax and me. And it might not be a forever sort of break.
But I also know that if it turns out to be, I’ll be just fine with that too.
* * *
Jax is still sleeping when I return to the room, lying on his back with one arm over his eyes, shielding them from the sun which is lighting up the room in its bright pale golden light. Clinging to his skin and making him glow.
He needs to wake up now, so we can start our adventure together. I said I’d give him a week, but it could very well be much longer than that.
I toss the phone on top of my backpack and climb back into bed, straddle his hips and gently lift his arm off his face. His beautiful face.
He cracks open his eyes just as I lean down to kiss him. That wakes him right up, makes him grab my ass with one hand and the back of my head with the other, kissing me deeply and hungrily like a man who’s just been offered his first sip of water after an age of going thirsty. It’s kisses like these that make my life complete. Not my music, not my family, nothing completes me like his arms around me and his lips on mine do.
And this week, he’ll finally know that.
I break away from the kiss, dodge his attempt to prevent it from happening by pulling me back, then show him the ruined sim card.
“I also told my dad not to come after us before I destroyed it,” I tell him, then toss the card away over my shoulder.
His eyes widen, but I lay my finger over his lips to prevent him from saying anything that will ruin this with more talking about things that need to be the past now.
Then I toss my hair back, grab the hem of my t-shirt and pull it off and unhook my bra. He groans softly as my breasts bounce free and his eyes turn liquid with desire, love and devotion, as he slides his hands up my belly and squeezes them, flicking my nipples with his thumbs.
How he wants me. Anytime, anywhere, always. Seeing that in his eyes, his jagged breaths and especially his touch never fail to take my breath away.
His hands continue to slide up, over the bruises on my neck, his fingers brushing my lips as he cups my cheeks and looks so deeply into my eyes I feel myself disappear in his.
“Are you sure this is really what you want?” he asks.
He means the sim card and me leaving everyone behind to be with him, and there’s just one answer.
“Yes, always.”
I take his wrists and push his hands down by his sides as he tries to grab me and pull me down for another kiss. Not yet, first him. And I love that spark of something hot, hard and sharp-edged that flashes in his eyes as I prevent him from getting what he wants.
It’s all good. He’ll get it all. And he knows that.
I release his hands then slide his shirt up, revealing his perfect abs and my name that truly is right where it belongs, over his heart. And I hope it never fades.
I lean down and kiss his chest, caressing his arms which get tauter and tenser as I continue to trail kisses down his stomach, past and over all his scars he never wants to talk about, one of which I’m sure is a dog bite.
By the time I lift my head again so I can undo his jeans he’s no longer interested in grabbing me or stopping me from doing exactly what I want. Especially not as I run my hand over the fabric of the boxers constraining his rock hard cock.
It bounces free as I pull them down, pulsing invitingly. He groans and digs his hand into my hair as I run my tongue over the thick vein, his heartbeat a series of tiny electrical shocks on the tip on my tongue. I do it a couple more times, just for that sweet sensation.
His whole body is tense, especially his fingers in my hair, but all that just goes out of him like air from a balloon as I finally slide my lips over the throbbing head of his cock, which always seems like it’ll be too much to take, but never is.
I love this, love tasting him, love teasing him with my tongue and my lips and even my teeth. Love seeing how much of him I can take before I have to come up for air. A lot, almost all of him, but not quite, not yet.
He groans as I gag and slide off, then sighs so deeply as I take all of him again right after that I feel it deep in my belly. So I do that again and again, never taking my eyes off his as his cock slides in and out of my mouth, sending those tiny electrical pulses all through my body and mind.
“I’m gonna come,” he groans not too long after, and I just smile at him with my mouth full and continue doing what I’m doing. I could tease him. Could make him wait for it. Beg even like he sometimes does to me. But this isn’t that kind of morning.
And I swallow as best I can as he comes deep in my throat, but a lot of it still dribbles down my chin.
His eyes are slitted and he’s still breathing hard as I finally release his cock and smile at him.
“Fuck, Harper,” he says breathlessly as he wipes his cum off my chin, his tongue brushing my lips. “I don’t deserve you.”
