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Let her slide that towel over her head, rest her elbows on my thighs, and go to town on me.
At the first touch of her damp lips to the top of my cock, my body twitches. “Ah…Jax…oh god, there’s something you should know.”
Her head remains under the towel. I first think she’s just blatantly ignoring me, but I hear and feel her question—“Hmm?”—vibrate, her breath wafting over my skin and her tongue—holy fuck that sweet pink tongue—licking off my precum.
“Fuck.” Breathe, Brooks. Breathe.
“No one’s ever done this to me before. I’m not sure what—”
Jax’s head pops out from under the towel, and she smiles. “You don’t need to do anything, but if you want to do something with your hands, you can pull my hair.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I breathe.
The jet skis are approaching. I know she can hear them. She doesn’t care. I find this whole scenario so exhilarating, I’m going to have to marry this woman.
“You won’t hurt me as long as you have a nice big handful. Just push and pull if you want me to go faster or slower. Or don’t…and lie back and think of the baby turtles.”
The jet skis hum across the water, but my mind tunes it all out with the humming, licking, and sucking going on below this Little Mermaid beach towel. My lips part as I look down at the wide-eyed Disney character, whose face gets distorted as Jax’s head begins to bob up and down with her stroking mouth.
So glad now I never watched a single Disney princess movie because this right here would ruin it with new perverted associations.
Jax knows how to pull me out of my head at the right moment; her hand moves from my thighs to my balls. What…what is happening… “Oh my god.”
Fuck pulling her hair; I’m locked onto the cleat along the side of the boat. I’m working hard not to lose it as I feel her sweet, warm mouth tenderly suck, stroke, and massage my balls.
I used to think most women found blowjobs degrading, but Jax is going after it. She’s annihilating any inhibitions and preconceived notions I ever had about—everything, so much so I have no idea where the jet skiers have gone, and I no longer care.
She switches, taking my length back into her mouth, cupping my balls with her hands, and gentle squeezing.
My brain is officially fried now. Everything is a haze of pink pleasure and white-hot torture combined.
She increases her pace, and I feel the tip hitting the back of her throat.
Through gritted teeth, I rumble, “My Jax. You’re mine. Do you see what you do to me? Is that proof enough?”
I’m going to come, so hard. But I want—I need something more. I just need to do things I didn’t want to do before and snake my hands under the towel, filling my hands with her hair. I can feel her moan against my skin as I tug her up and down. Her hands drag down to my thighs, and her nails dig in. I suck in my breath at the delightful pain of it.
“Mine,” I say to her, to myself, to the whole fucking world. Jax Pierce is mine.
Cum jets down her throat. She swallows, squeezing my balls like she’s trying to will them to make more. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuuck.” I sound like every asshole I ever heard having sex in my college freshman dorm. A doctorate in biology, and I’ve got no words at the moment.
Jax seems unfazed and unsurprised at my reactions.
Keeping her wrapped up in the towel, I seat her across my lap and kiss her sweet, giving mouth, caress her face, smooth the wet hair from her face.
I want this moment to last forever. I never want to stop talking to her, listening to her talk, watching her walk around like she knows she’s beautiful. And why shouldn’t she? Everyone should.
My heart is whole; I nearly blurt out, “I love you.”
And I might feel it. It could be true.
But when I say it, the last thing I want is for Jax to believe I’m in love with her for giving me a blowjob on Baker’s boat.
Breathless and smiling, she tells me, “Anytime you want to spite one of your colleagues, just let me know. I will fly across the globe to do that again.”
And that’s just the problem. I can’t let her do that. I can’t live with the idea of Jax residing on the other side of the world, apart from me.
I need her in my life—every day.
