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Chapter 13
JAXSON
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Savannah, GA May 4 –Thursday late morning
The day before the Anniversary Event Day
Leaning against the wall next to the window seat, I drum my fingers over the exposed skin of my forearms. I’m feeling urges. Urges that could get me into serious trouble. Not any kind of lawful issues that would get me locked up or anything. It’s the kind that would have me doing a very stupid thing.
I shouldn’t have my mind on what’s not happening with what’s in my pants. I should be thinking about the auction and anniversary dinner. Unfortunately, I’m not.
In the last week, I’ve run into Brooklynn just about every damn day. The last time had me fighting to gain control of my body. We were in the damnWhole Foods,and I had to shift my fucking basket. The instant stiffness in my pants just from the scent of her perfume almost took me out. Add to it the possessive instinct when I smelled my scent mixed with hers.
I adjust myself as I think of what that statement implies. That’s not what I meant but damn that would feel good again. I remember all too well just how fantastic we were together.
Stop.
This is what I’m talking about. The urges have increased with every interaction. Nowhere is safe. I can’t shop. I can’t work. I can’t go out to dinner without having some type of contact. Not the type my body is screaming for.
My mind wanders and I see the two of us together. Our bodies giving in to the need that is so obvious when we are in the same space. I ache to feel and taste her. I try to hold on to the anger that comes when I think of the reason we aren’t together. It’s all her. She made a choice. Still, her breasts fit right in my hands.
The anger fades quickly. The main reason is I’m horny. It’s been weeks since I had any of my female visitors. I tried to set something up, but it didn’t work out. The instant she had me in her mouth and I felt the slickness of her tongue, I slipped into thoughts of Blaze. Turns out women don’t like you referring to other women when that have their lips wrapped around you.
The instant her name slipped out of mouth, I got out of the danger zone. It’s come down to self-care. That’s why I’m having problems being near the woman. She’s the one starring in all my thoughts and dreams.
She walks into the room at the back of the garage. I look up at her and something’s different about the way she’s looking at me. Her gray eyes flare as she stares at me. I’ve just come from the main house. I’d been out here working all day and needed a shower. This is the time she usually stops by to see me, so I didn’t want to be smelly and dirty when she came by.
Problem was, I left my clothes out here. My parents don’t like any of out “gang related” t-shirts, so I keep them out here. No one but me every really spends any time in here so they’re safe.
She’s early. All I’ve had a chance to put on are a pair of jeans. Blaze steps forward, directly into my personal space. Her hands are on me in the next breath. I’ve been encouraging her to get acquainted with my body because it’s as much mine as it is hers. All we’ve done up to now is some heavy petting. She’s heard some horror stories from some of the girls she knows about their first time so she’s worried.
I’ve been able to get my hand down her pants and brought her to climax by playing with her clit. That was as close as we came until two days ago. She spread her legs for me. and I got my first taste of her. It wasn’t enough. I shredded her cute, pink panties then drove my tongue deep. I’ve only been with two or three girls, but they showed me a thing or two about pleasuring a girl.
When Blaze screamed my name, I thought I was going to shoot my load in my pants. I couldn’t do that. I made her climax again before I let her rest. She shocked the shit out of me by climbing onto my lap, unzipping my pants and sliding her wet slit over my length. I got so excited I instantly started to orgasm.
I was so lost in the thought of that moment I didn’t notice Blaze had dropped to her knees in front of me. She didn’t even bother with the button or zipper of my jeans. She pulled my pants away from my skin, slid her hand inside, then held on as she tugged. Once she had the access she wanted, she ran her tongue over the tip.
Right there, against the door to the back room, I got my first blow job from her.
She had to have been given pointers or something because she did a damn good job. Her hands and mouth worked in tandem with each other. She bobbed off and on the length of my me. What her mouth couldn’t hold, her hands worked. She even licked up the underside and played with my balls.
I was gifted a second time when I told her I was about to come. She strolled over to the bed and parted her legs. The sight of the little strip of hair between her legs had me squeezing the tip of my cock to keep from losing it.
“Be gentle. Remember.”
The sweet reminder had me taking her swollen lips and kissing her deeply. I slid the head over her clit and slid down her until I reached her opening.
“So wet. All for me.”
