“Spread your legs,” he growls.
With no hesitation, my thighs fall open.
“Now, touch yourself,” he demands. “Slide your fingers through that pretty pussy and tell me how wet you are.”
My hand drifts down my stomach until I reach the slick heatbetween my thighs. “I’m soaked,” I pant, circling my clit with two fingers.
“Fucking hell, I can actually see it from here.” His voice is tight, controlled. “Is all that sweetness just for me?”
“Yes,” I admit, unable to deny it another second.
“Fuck yes,” he hisses. “Put two fingers inside that pretty cunt and imagine it’s my cock filling you up.”
I slide two fingers deep, arching my back at how amazing it feels. Through half-lidded eyes, I watch as Jax works his cock harder, faster.
“Is that the piercing you told me about?” I pant. “When did you get it?”
He chuckles, the sound vibrating deliciously through the phone. “Not long after our first night together.”
The thought of having his pierced cock inside me has me moaning louder and my fingers moving faster.
“You’re letting me see it. So I guess I’ve earned it, huh?”
He groans. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he asks, his breathing ragged. “My pierced cock stretching you wide? Making it so you can feel it with every thrust?”
“Yes,” I moan, grinding down on my fingers. “God, yes.”
“You’ll love how it feels pounding inside you,” he grunts, moving his hand even faster. “The metal will slide against your G-spot... making you come so hard you’ll scream my name like the good little slut you are.”
His dirty praise ignites something primal inside me I didn’t know I had, which immediately has me teetering on the edge. My thighs tremble as I curl my fingers to hit that exact spot. “Jax...”
“That’s it, baby. Say my name. I want to hear you come for me.”
My orgasm is building quickly, tension coiling tight in my belly. I can’t take my eyes off him—the way his muscles flexwith each stroke, the glint of metal as his hand slides over his cock, the intensity in his gaze as he watches me pleasure myself.
“You ready to come for me, beautiful?”
I fall, crying out his name, back arching as waves of pleasure crash through me. Through the haze, I hear Jax’s deep groan, and I look up just in time to see his cum spurting from his fist onto his stomach.
For a moment, we just stare at each other, breathing hard.
Then, still holding his messy cock, he tilts his head again with a smirk, steps up to the window, and closes the curtains.
“Sweet dreams, beautiful.”
Before I can respond, he hangs up.
Flopping back on my bed, I press my hands to my face and groan. What the hell did I just do? This is exactly what I was trying to avoid. And yet here I am, getting tangled up with him again, still tingling from an orgasm he talked me into without even putting his hands on me.
If this is just a taste of what friends-with-benefits is going to be like with Jax? Then I sure as hell can’t wait to see what he comes up with next.
sixteen
The contractors arriveearly Monday morning, and I’m grateful for the distraction. Between avoiding Jax all weekend and trying not to think about our window sexcapade, I need something else to focus on. And that something is work.
“Morning, Ms. Garrett,” Rick says as I unlock the door to what will soon be the newest Summit Studio. “Ready to get started?”
“More than ready,” I reply, stepping aside to let him and his crew inside. “I’m hoping we can get the water damage repaired, and the flooring laid by the end of the week.”