“Cupcake, are you going to swallow every drop of me?”
She mewls around my cock, and her body stiffens.What a fucking sight.My hips pick up their pace, I want to come with her.
“Look at you,” I grit out, “unraveling while I–” I suck in a sharp breath as sparks shoot through my body, “come down this pretty throat,” I growl out as my release hits, groaning while watching her take every drop. Her body goes lax against my thigh as I adoringly stroke her hair while we both catch our breath. I drop back onto the bed and reach down to pull her up onto the bed next to me. “Give me your fingers,” I whisper, catching her wrist and tasting her release on them before kissing her deeply, tasting us together. Pulling back, I wipe the smudged mascara from beneath her lashes.
“Time for bed, beautiful.”
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Holly
I’m brushing my teeth in Jaxon’s bathroom, a satisfied smirk on my face when he walks in.
“I like having you in my space, here, before bed. Somehow I feel like we’ve skipped a lot of steps.”
Spitting and rinsing, I look back up at him in the reflection.
“The linen closet at the hospital could’ve told you that,” I snicker.
“Are you okay with all of that?”
“If you haven’t noticed, I’m not exactly one that likes to toe the whole proprietary expectations kind of thing. Been there, done that; it didn’t work well. I like what we have too.”
A soft smile touches the corner of his lips as he reminisces. “So, I shouldn’t send you home and say it’s ‘too soon’? Because there’s still time if, deep down, you just didn’t want to say it out loud.”
“I brought my overnight bag.”
“Fair point.” He presses a sweet kiss to the bare shoulder peeking out from beneath his white tee. He insisted I wear it to bed, heart-eyes practically bulging out of his head when I obliged him.
“Do you think we’re moving too fast?” I ask tentatively, watching his head snap up.
“No,” Jaxon murmurs as he cages me in against the counter, pressing his body’s full length against mine as if we could be one person. “If you could crawl inside my brain, it’d probably scare you how much faster I’d like to move.” He flashes me a dimple, and my breath hitches before he kisses my cheek, smacks my ass, then walks out of the bathroom, leaving me there with a stunned expression while acting like he didn’t just drop a mini bomb at my feet.
Chapter 22
Holly
“Wait a minute.”
I waltz out after him, flipping off the bathroom light and crawling into his lap, placing my hands against his chest. He blushes a little, and I realize I’ve caught him in a vulnerable moment and that maybe he didn’t mean to blurt that out exactly that way. He’s not wriggling out of this one with a joke or his delectable abs and these stupid, hot joggers, bunched below his cut lines. He notices my gaze and smirks even more, thinking he can steer things in a different direction. His fingers smooth up either side of my calves, and I fight the short-circuiting of my brain.
“No way do you just drop that at my feet and try to distract me with your sexy body like I’ll forget it.”
He pouts, but it’s not really a pout.
“I may have allowed my thoughts to slip out.”
I snort.
“What game are you playing at here?” I push at his chest playfully, and he captures my wrist.
“Long-game.” His eyes roll up to mine. My breath lodges in my throat. “I aim to win your heart. I aim for a lot more than that.” His gaze drops to my lips, then flicker back up to my eyes.
“Jax–”
“I promised I’d always be honest with you. That I’d prove myself to you. I want you. I’ve known it since that first freaking second I walked into that hospital room months ago and watched your pretty face flush. There’s always been something about you. Now that I’ve had you, I aim to keep you.”
“That’s a lot–” I start, trying to tamp down the panic. Luck is typically not on my side, and I end up empty-handed and ruined.