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CHAPTER 8
JAX
After settingup my surprise in the kitchen, I returned to the master bedroom. Keeping my hands to myself when we were the only ones in the house was tougher than I could have ever imagined.
I’d been pacing outside the bathroom.
Walking back and forth while I ignored the painful bulge behind my jeans. The image of her wet and warm with nothing but steam surrounding her plagued my mind. I was hard enough to crack diamonds.
Patience had never been a virtue of mine, and when I walked up to the door, about to knock, I heard it.
“Jax.” My name, moaned by my beautiful girl. My hands rested on the cool wood as my ears strained to hear more.
And fuck me, did I ever.
My cock leaked fluid from the tip at the sweet little purrs that rose above the sound of the water. My name was cried out again, and I had no idea how the hell I didn’t burst through the door, but I stayed put. My hand slid down the door to the knob. I wanted to walk in, no, storm in and offer to help her. Get down on my knees and let her juices flow into my mouth.
Fuck.
I tapped on the door and shook my head.
I was losing control. I’d basically been celibate for the last five years. Not bothering with women and drama or games. No matter what, when they found out about me having been in the band, it always backfired. But not with Dani. Things hadn’t changed between us. They only got better. We’d become closer.
I found myself undoing the button of my jeans and letting my dick spring forward. The fucker was so damn hard and long it hit my belly button before I grabbed it and stood by the bed, my back to the bathroom door. I couldn’t stop the way I held on to my shaft. I stroked it roughly, and my toes curled.
“Dani,” I panted. “Dani, baby.” My eyes shut tightly as I tried to be fast. What would she think if she walked out to find me? I should stop. But I couldn’t. I was like some kind of animal needing to come more than anything.
I could imagine her on her knees, her hair wet from her shower, towel wrapped around her body yet making her tits look like an offering to the gods.
“Be my good girl,” I gritted through my teeth. “Be my good girl and stroke me,” I grunted while my hand worked my cock.
The roar of blood and anticipation and need rushed through me. Making it hard to hear anything else. But then I heard it. The door to the bathroom opened. I turned with my dick in my hand and watched as she stood in the doorway, looking much like I’d imagined. Wrapped up in a towel, all wet and pretty, she was like a dream come true. My very own dirty dream.
She gasped at the sight that met her, but I couldn’t stop. I was a fucking animal. My hand worked my cock. Sweat formed at my upper lip. “Dani.” My voice cracked like I was in pain. “Fuck,” I cursed. Catching my breath was close to impossible. “I should stop.” I swallowed.
My hand slowed down, and I watched her eyes move down to my hand.
“Don’t,” she whispered. I could read the nerves in her eyes, but there was something else there, too.
Need.
Desire.
Those pretty, green eyes were glazed with everything I felt.
“Keep going, Jax. Please, don’t stop.” She stepped forward, closing the space between us until she stood right in front of me.
“Dani,” I moaned her name, and when I breathed in, the scent of her filled my lungs, making my cock throb even more. “Fuck, I heard you and?—"
“Shh,” she hushed as she leaned in closer. Her hand rested on my chest, and I was dying to take my shirt off. To feel her, skin to skin.
“Dani.” Her name sounded like a plea, and I wasn’t sure what I needed. For her to forgive me for being a bastard. For her to keep touching me. My eyes widened, and my nose flared when she stepped back and dropped her towel.
“Fuck,” I cursed, and without a second thought, I exploded into motion. I picked her up and loved the sound of her giggles as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
“Jax!” she squealed.
“Shut it,” I mumbled. “You can’t come out here, get naked, and expect me to keep my hands to myself.”
