“Does it turn you on?” I ask coyly.
His eyes roll up to mine, and if I don’t leave this bed this second, I’m not going to get to pee.
“You have no fucking idea.”
I bite my lip, looking down at his semi-hard dick on its way back to full mast.
“I’m going,” I yelp out, flipping over onto my knees and earning a deep groan. I peek over my shoulder, and yup, he’s loving that view.
“Faster.”
I scurry off the bed, giggling, to go take care of my business.
Chapter 13
Jaxon
My eyes flutter awake, dim light casting a few rays in through the curtains. I stretch lightly, my body aching in the best of ways after one hell of a night. Man… Rolling over gently so I don’t wake her, I smirk at my little cupcake. Yeah, I like that one. Although, the little scowl she sends my way when I call her sweetheart gets my blood pumping.
The first rays of sunshine spilling across her soft waves have me aching to reach out and run my fingers through them. I’ll have to wake her in a few minutes so we can get on the road. The bow of her lips is begging to be kissed. Her lips are still slightly swollen from the hours we spent liplocked. I can’t wait to see them wrapped around me. That thought most definitely has me awake beneath the sheets. Holly lets out a soft sigh that calls to me. My fingers roam beneath the covers and up under the hem of my shirt to the small of her back. I draw a tiny heart before splaying my fingers and pulling her body closer to mine. She groans lightly in her sleep, as if the idea of opening her eyesis physical torture. A raspy morning chuckle leaves my lips as I press my lips into her hair and kiss the top of her head.
Holly snuggles onto my chest, her head resting heavier by the second as she drifts back deeper into her sleep. I pull her soft strands of hair out of the way so that I can continue to watch her. When she purses her lips, her brow scrunches up, and I just have to lean down and kiss them. She groans her disdain for having to wake up again against me but snickers when I press my morning situation up against her hip. She presses her warm center back against me, and I deepen the kiss, not giving a shit that neither of us has brushed our teeth yet.
“Jaxon!” she whisper-shouts, obviously caring as she covers her mouth with a few fingers.
“I don’t care,” I whisper huskily, pulling her back to me as my fingers push up the hem of her shirt. My shirt.Fuck, that turns me on.Holly whimpers as I find her already wet for me. “Mmmm,I’m going to need a little more of this before we get on the bike. In fact, I’m hungry.”
Holly giggles, then gasps as I throw the cover over my head and slide down her body to bury my face in her sweetness. I’m tonguing her clit and reveling in how her body quivers for me when her phone rings.
“It’s Sydney,” Holly gasps.
“If you answer that while I’m tongue-fucking you, I’m going to make you scream, and they’ll know.”
She rips the sheets off my head and squeezes my face with her thighs as I grin lasciviously up at her. She lets it go to voicemail, so I reward her with a couple of my fingers. We both groan as she squeezes them tight.
“It’s eight-thirty-two,” she says breathily as her phone starts ringing again. I raise a brow in question as I circle my tongue, and she moans loudly. “That’s Bryn.”
“Answer, if you want…or give me til eight-thirty-four.”
The cell lands on the bed with a thunk, and her fingers spread through my hair as she sighs and pulls her knees up closer toward her chest.
“That’s a good girl.”
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Holly
After a quick call to Brynleigh and an even quicker shower, we’re back on the bike on our way to the lake. It’s funny how yesterday I fought this so hard. Now here I am actually looking forward to having a night of him all to myself. A night solely for exploring. Last night was that angsty, ‘I have to have you’ kind of sex, which was absolutely mindrattling, and this morning, we were rushed back onto the bike before we could even get to the great part.
That’s okay though. I enjoy the anticipation. I squeeze my thighs around Jaxon’s, savoring the rumble emanating from his chest beneath my hands as he reaches back to run his palm up my thigh and squeeze back. We’re both dying to get our hands and lips back on each other. This man can kiss. Delicious vibrations run up through me as Jaxon revs his bike, smirking devilishly in the side mirror because he knows he’s adding to my already excited state.
By the time we’ve made it to the lake, the tension between us from all the feels we’ve been copping is so tight, I feel like I could explode. That’s coming from the girl who got the orgasm a couple of hours ago. Jaxon pulls off into a secluded little parking area with a small concrete restroom building.
“We’re almost there,” I note as he turns off the bike and takes off his helmet. I climb off first, unbuckling my strap.
“I know,” Jaxon replies with a sly smile as he watches my helmet slip off. I’m sure my hair is a hot mess.
“Do you really need to pee that bad?”