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She passed me a Gatorade and glanced over her shoulder on her way back to the bedroom. “Night, Jaxon.”
“Goodnight,” I sang sweetly to mimic her tone and headed back to my room. I was exhausted.
All I wanted to do was pass out next to the beautiful girl in my bed, wrap my arms around her, and replay the night over and over again in my head.
I still had a few more hours before I had to figure out the morning-after.
Chapter60
Maci
March 2016
I wokeup in Jaxon’s shirt—wrapped in his arms and nestled in the nook of his neck. I didn’t want to open my eyes and face the day ahead of us. I didn’t want to be anywhere else but here.
Last night was perfect.Hewas perfect. Before last night, when I pictured us sleeping together, I always lacked the real version to compare it to. All I had to work with was everything up until the point when he stopped the final act from happening.
The way he took his time and explored my body sent goosebumps down my legs. Every tender touch of his lips and his hands remained on my skin. When I thought of how he called me baby . . . I was ready to ride him all over again. He made me feel like I was his, and the thought of that ending made my stomach sink.
But it’s what I signed up for. He had made it clear that he didn’t know how to do the morning-after routine. There were no expectations, and nothing was guaranteed. As long as I didn’t lose him as a friend, I couldn’t be upset with the outcome he decided on. Last night meant everything to me, but I wasn’t sure where his head was now that there was no going back.
I kissed the base of his neck and brushed my hand along his waistline. He stirred and tucked his hand under my shirt, his fingers grazing my back in a circular motion. My skin was on fire under his touch, sending a pull in my groin that made my stomach dip. He swept across the area that sat right above my panty line, and my hips jerked toward him. I giggled into his chest, and he shifted so his sleepy gaze met mine.
“Good morning, Mace,” he murmured, his voice husky from just waking up. He pulled up on my shirt, and his hand traveled over the basketball shorts I borrowed.
“Good morning,” I murmured back, and I felt his erection against my stomach.
His hand cupped my ass and skimmed over the soft fabric. “I like this.”
“Like what?” I prompted.
“You . . . in my clothes . . . waking up in my bed.” He emphasized each statement and planted a soft kiss on my lips.
“Jax.” I laughed against his lips. “I have to brush my teeth.” I fell asleep immediately after hooking up last night and cringed at the idea of morning breath.
“I don’t give a shit about that.” He shook his head like I was weird for bringing it up.
All of my instincts told me to get up and do it anyway. The idea of Jaxon getting turned off by something so silly was mortifying. It was intimidating to know his history with women and suddenly become one of them. There were so many things I had to think about now that we took this step. Before, they didn’t matter because I didn’t think I had a chance with him. Now that we crossed that line, I suddenly worried about how smooth my legs felt, knowing I already had morning stubble.
He slid his hand into the waistband of my shorts. His index finger slid over my pussy, and he studied my face as he made slow circles with his thumb against my clit. He pushed two fingers inside me and massaged the muscle that ached for more of him.
“Is this okay?” he cautioned and continued to tease me.
“Yeah.” I exhaled and tried not to get lost in my headspace. I wasn’t sure where we went from here, and I didn’t know what came after last night. But if this was his version of doing the morning-after, then I was all for it.
The sound of Katie’s cackling came from the living room. I stared at the door that separated us from the rest of the world and dreaded the moment we had to open it.
“I’ll never ask you to be quiet.” Jaxon kept his voice down, and I heard the condom wrapper open. He shifted so he hovered over me, his fingers still at work. “I don’t care who hears us. But you have to decide what kind of scene you want us to walk out to.”
I stared into his deep green eyes and tried to distract myself from the pleasure building in my core. “You sound pretty confident that I’m going to be noisy.”
“Just using experience.” He cocked his head and quickened his pace. I gripped the sheets on either side of my hips. His lips parted slightly, and his tongue grazed the center of his bottom lip.
“Oh my—” I started to whimper before he placed his mouth on mine. I moved my hands to the back of his neck and pressed against him to smother any of the remaining sounds I had left. My nails dug into his skin, and he tugged on my bottom lip with his teeth as he slid himself inside me.
“I won’t save you again,” he threatened with a cocky grin. He began to move, filling me slowly and pulling out just the same.
I relished the intimacy of getting to feel him over and over again in a sweet rhythm. I never wanted to lose this.
