Page 68 of Lies You Told
Once we get back to her apartment, she makes a beeline for the bathroom, and I hear the shower. Something tells me to go into the bathroom, and I don’t know why. But I see Chloe sitting on the tiled bench in the shower, crying into her hands. I take off my clothes quickly, kicking everything out of the way. I sit beside her as the water continues to shower us from all the different nozzles.
“It’s over,” she whispers. “It’s finally over.”
I squeeze her knee. “I’m proud of you.” My voice sounds hoarse, all my emotions from the last twenty-four hours catching up with me.
“He fucked with my head again,” she says, looking at me with tears in her eyes.
“I know,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around her. “They had eyes in the room. I don’t know for how long. I found out by chance.”
“Yeah, Hannah told me Ryan sent them the feed. He figured Danny’s team would be able to work out where.” Chloe stands up and turns off the shower. “Jax, I need you inside me. I need to get lost in you. I need you to remind my body that you can’t get enough of me. That I’m not damaged. I fucking hate that term ‘damaged,’”
She moves to open the glass door, but I spin her around before she can open it. A moan escapes her as I pull her towards my body. My cock starts to harden as she rubs her tits against my chest.
“I love you, Jax.” The words hit me like a bullet. I’ve said the words to her many times over the last month. But this is the first time she’s uttered the words to me. I bite down hard on her lip, and she wraps her left leg around my waist. Opening her cunt for my access.
“Claim me, Jax,” she whispers, rubbing her cunt against my cock.
I moan into her mouth, moving her other leg, so her heels dig into my ass.
“Who’s in charge here?” I moan, holding back from pushing myself inside her.
“Always you.” She smiles.
Her back slides up and down the glass as she rubs her cunt up and down my length as it’s pressed to my stomach.
“Say it again,” I say, my cock in hand, the tip pressed against her opening, but I refuse to push inside her until I hear the words from her again.
“I love you, Jax.”
I push inside her, and she moans her approval.
EPILOGUE
SIX MONTHS LATER - CHLOE
Christmas Day
Istand in the archway between the kitchen and the living room, coffee in hand, watching as Jax pulls the presents from under the tree. We’ve been living with each other since I needed a bodyguard. The day after the kidnapping, I told him I wanted him to move in. I’d gotten used to him sleeping in my bed. Which is weird because he’s the only guy I’ve shared a bed with all night.
I’m still slightly sore from the Christmas party we had at the club last night, but in the best possible way. Of course, Jax carried the party back to our apartment. I’m getting wet just thinking about the fun we had. I need to not think about that, not when we have a guest on their way over.
“As pretty as my ass is, I’d rather be looking at yours.” He says, never once turning to look at me.
I laugh, carrying our coffee over to him. He pulls me to the couch just as my hands leave the coffee, so I’m straddling him.
“We don’t have time,” I say as his hand moves up my polar bear Christmas t-shirt. “Greyson will be here any minute.”
“Your brother can wait.” Jax groans as he moves to lift my t-shirt over my head.
“Why do you insist on calling him that?”
“Because you’re both the only family you have.”
“Please don’t talk about Greyson while you're looking at my tits.”
The buzzer sounds in the apartment.
He laughs and pulls my t-shirt down.
