Page 56 of Lies You Told
“Where did you go? What’s going on in that head of yours?” Jax asks as I take him in, in all his naked glory.
“You don’t want to know,” I smile.
He holds his hand out to me. I grab onto him, and he pulls me into his arms, my body against his. I snake my arms around him as he kisses the crown of my head. I love the feeling being in his arms gives me. I feel so protected.
I feel his cock start to harden as he smells my hair.
“Really?” I laugh into his chest.
“What can I say? He really fucking likes you.” He says as he hardens some more, pushing between my stomach and his body. “Come on. I’ll take care of him in the shower.”
“No, you won’t,” I smile, pulling away from him and gripping his hand as I pull him toward my bathroom. “But I will.”
I don’t need to look at Jax to know he’s smiling like an idiot. This is what I love about him. He makes me laugh, and he’s fun. In another life, he could have been my best friend in college. Not my worst enemy. I let go of his hand long enough to be a couple of steps ahead and shake my ass at him.
“Don’t tempt me,” he says, using his Dom voice and having the desired effect on me.
“I’m surprised you’ve not breached it yet,” I say over my shoulder as I turn the water on and see him grabbing some towels from the cupboard near the door.
“I wasn’t sure it was on the menu.”
“I thought you’d read my profile,” I say, putting my arms around his neck.
“Kieran…”
My jaw comes slack.
“Kieran may have had sex with me occasionally over the years.”
His jaw looks tight. He doesn’t like thinking of me having sex with other guys. Or is this because it’s Kieran? I’m under no illusion he’s probably slept with half of L.A. over the last couple of years, so I don’t understand why the thoughts of Kieran having me get him so angry.
“But it was always at the club and pretty boring, especially by our standards. He might know my body and exactly what I need to make me feel, but he doesn’t know my body like you do. He doesn’t know what I’ve been thinking about for weeks. That I’ve been thinking I want, no need, you to take me that way. Kieran has never taken me there with his cock.” I add the last part like some throwaway line, but it’s not. It means everything to me.
“Have you ever?”
“I presume you took a detailed look at my toy drawer.”
He smiles at me, and I want to melt. His smile is the definition of panty-melting.
“I had a peek. You left it slightly open one day.”
I can’t help but laugh. I know the day he’s talking about. I did it on purpose, hoping he’d snoop.
“I didn’t want to get caught with my hand in the proverbial cookie jar.”
“I wanted you to look.”
Jax rubs his jaw, his hand scratching against the stubble that’s starting to grow.
“What will I find in there?” he asks, approaching me, his eyes on me like I’m prey, and he can’t wait to pounce on me–to feed off me.
“I don’t want to spoil the surprise,” I laugh as I open the door to the shower and instantly get hit with a cloud of steam as I enter.
He pushes me into the shower as my back hits the wall, sweating with water from the droplets from the shower and the steam from the enclosed space.
I smile up at him as he cages me in. His hands were flat against the tile right next to my head. His lips meet mine as he possesses my mouth. This kiss is controlling, the type of kiss that dominates, just like the man. I lower my eyes slightly. I’m not sure if it’s the submissive in me or because I want to look at his cock. That’s how I gauge how he really feels.
His cock starts to leak with pre-cum, and I can't help but bite my top lip, a moan escaping from my mouth, letting him know just how much of an effect his cock and that kiss had on me.
