by York, Allie
“Oh fuck!” I screamed, unable to move, at his mercy. The feeling flooded me, drowning me. My nails dug into the pillowcase and I gave in to the ecstasy. My back arched, and stars exploded behind my eyes when I shamelessly screamed out his name. Jax backed off slowly, every touch sending aftershocks through me. Even with his hand and mouth gone, I was left a heaving mess. I couldn’t open my eyes, much less move, but heard the nightstand drawer.
“Blair.” Jax snapped, and I forced my eyes open in time to see him rip the condom open with his teeth and slide it from the package. My gaze flicked to watch him roll it on, very slowly. I licked my lips and untangled my fingers from the pillow. “This is the part I’m gonna watch.” He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me up to him, kissing me again. I grabbed his face, kissing him back, memorizing the feel of his lips, the perfect amount of pressure. He fell back, taking me with him and I wasted no time straddling him. I grabbed him in both hands and slid down as slowly as possible, watching his jaw clench. Jax grabbed my ass and slammed into me, letting out a groan and closing his eyes. I rolled my hips, and he released a strained breath. With one had on my ass, he took my hand with the other, and I moved again. Every move had him hitting all the right spots, but I held it off, watching him drag his lip between his teeth and groan. I threaded our fingers, riding him like it was the only time I’d get to because it was. Like he said, if we only do it once, it needed to be done right. It wasn’t long before I couldn’t hold it back anymore. His cock hit everything at the right angle, and I came again.
“Fuck!” My head fell back, and he took over, pounding into me relentlessly. I gripped his hand, grabbed his chest and his hand tightened on my ass. I felt him pulse inside me, heightening my ecstasy. He growled, a deep feral sound when he came, and my body collapsed on his, unable to take any more. Our laced fingers landed above his head, and we panted in unison. Quick and intense, just how I liked it.
“Wow,” I sighed, rubbing my nose into his neck.
“Yeah,” Jax agreed, kissing the top of my head. We laid like that for a minute before I climbed off him slowly and watched him shove off the bed. Even naked, he had a swagger when he left the room. I watched shamefully as he left and waited until he came back, staring harder at sight coming toward me.
He sat down at the edge of the bed and retrieved his boxers from the floor, sliding them on. I laid on my side, watching him, not sure about what to do next. Sometimes guys spent the night, but the Jax situation was different. Sleeping with him would be catastrophic if Ozma found out if anyone found out. Any guy I went out with gave her hope I was going to fall in love and settle down, but it would never happen. If she knew I was with Jax, even for just a night, she’d be planning a wedding before we could blink.
“We should keep this to ourselves.” Jax turned to look at me. “Can you put something on? Doing it again would make this worse.” He winked at me.
“Keeping this our little secret sounds like a good idea.” I rolled off the bed to find a nightshirt. I skipped the underwear and put the shirt on, laying back down behind him. “Is staying against the rules?” I looked at my clock. “It’s late.”
“Uh, I guess not. Are there rules?” Jax laid back and stared at the ceiling.
“No talking about this with any of our friends, and no doing it again.” I shrugged and moved closer. “If we did it again, you’d just fall in love or some shit and then it would be ugly.”
Jax chuckled. “Sounds like a plan. Once is fine. That was… that was fucking amazing.” Putting it mildly yes, it was amazing. He pulled me to him, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. Once was fine, but I wanted to remember it. Most guys were forgettable, but not Jax, and I had to see him around all the time, so I wanted to hang on the memory of mind-blowing sex. We set good rules, and as long as we both stuck to it, it wouldn’t be awkward, and no one would know.
I startled awake with the slightest hint of sun trying to break through my curtains. It wasn’t the light waking me up; it was Jax. He was kissing my neck and massaging my ass. “Morning,” he mumbled.
“Morning.” I stretched, and he lifted my nightshirt. “What are you doing?” I opened my eyes to see him looming over me, huge cock in his hand, staring at me like he wanted to eat me.
Jax reached over my head to the nightstand. “You. I’m doing you.” He tore the condom open and rolled it on. “New rules.” He nudged my legs apart, settling between them and leaned down to kiss me. “Okay?” I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck. So much for only once.
Chapter Four
Jax
We laid in her bed, not talking, for a while, both of us naked. It wasn’t something I normally did, hang around to cuddle and shit, but I didn’t have a better offer. Neither of us had to work, she didn’t have a car, and the silence was calming. The sex was fantastic. I knew it would be, both of us knew exactly what we wanted and how to get it, so it only made sense that the sex would be explosive. Blair laid in the crook of my arm, tracing the tattoo on my pec with her nail. The clock read just before noon, so I didn’t have much longer before I needed to leave. Bowling was at two.
Her phone rang, and she reached behind her to answer it, not moving from her place against me. “Hey, Ivy.” She sat up, pulling the discarded sheet up to her chest, covering those amazing tits. “Oh, uh.” Blair looked up at me, her dark blue eyes filled with panic. She jumped out of bed, butt-naked and threw my jeans at me. “Yeah, the water in the square bottle, and some berries, and whatever you need.” I slid my jeans on slowly, watching her freak out, sorting through the clothes in the floor to find mine. I picked up my undershirt and waved at her. “Great. See ya in ten.” Blair hung up on Ivy.
“Kicking me out?” I sat on the bed and enjoyed the view of her running naked through the room trying to find all the clothes I was already wearing.
“Well yeah!” She looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “Ivy can’t catch you here! Ivy will tell Ember and Ember will tell Ozma!” Blair shrieked and threw the blanket back on the bed. I stood up and grabbed her from behind.
“This has been fun, but I’m gonna go.” My cock appreciated her being naked a little too much. “See ya around?” Blair turned in my arms, relaxing a little.
“Yeah. It was fun, wasn’t it?” She stood on her toes to kiss my chin. “Other rules still stand, right? If they find out, it will make this weird, and it was just once, right?” I let her go, watching her pull on a shirt and some shorts. “Thanks for the ride last night.” Before I could even laugh, Blair’s eyes went wide. “In the Jeep. For driving me. Oh fuck, just leave Jax.” She waved her hand around, shooing me out the door.
“It was fun, yeah, and I’ll give you a ride anytime.” I winked at her over my shoulder, and a dirty shirt hit me in the back. “Bye, Blair!” I shouted through the house.
“Get the hell out!” she yelled back, as I slid my shoes on and picked my shirt up off the floor near the door. I jumped in the Jeep and backed out, watching Ranger stand on his hind legs to look over the fence at me leaving. I waved at the dog and headed home.
My apartment was in the same complex as Harris’s old one. It was small, just one bedroom with an open floor plan. I parked in front of the building and checked my phone. I hadn’t planned on staying, so I left it in the car. I went in for coffee but ended up with a little more than that. A lot more. And it was fucking amazing. We had an understanding though, and no matter how amazing, it couldn’t happen again. Neither of us would make our bowling party weird, we’d act like we always did, and it would all be fine.
I had four texts from three different women. One was from Leah, and I deleted it. I could have answered the other two women, but I wasn’t in the mindset for a date. After years of pining for one night with Blair Smith, I got it, and I was going to let it linger for a couple of days. I hoped I could talk her into the kind of arrangement we could both benefit from. I didn’t want a girlfriend, she only wanted a good time, and we
had explosive sex. A friends-with-benefits situation was called for. We just had to make sure Ozma never found out. She would have us married with a white picket fence in a matter of days. I ignored the texts from Jessa and Kallie. If I could arrange something with Blair, I wouldn’t make it a stipulation that we don’t have sex with other people, but neither of us would need to. I had no doubt that she could fulfill my needs just as well as I fulfilled hers.
I showered, put on a clean pair of jeans, and threw on a shirt. The bowling alley was across town, but I had time to stop for lunch, so I found a burger joint halfway between home and bowling to run in. Call me a food snob, but I never ate fast food. I enjoyed food too much and worked out too hard to eat just any burger. I waited in the line, minding my business. Suddenly I was accosted from behind. Rose jumped on my back squealing. I turned to see the whole damn crew in line with me. Rick, Oz, Harris, Blair, Rose, and Porter. Fuck me.
“Jaxon!” Rose sang my name and I looped my arms under her long legs to hold her on my back.
“Aren’t you a little old for piggyback rides?” The girl was almost six-foot tall too. I spun around, glad there weren’t a ton of people inside.
“Never!” Rose wrapped her arms around my neck. “I’m gonna kick your ass today.” I dropped her back down on the floor and stepped up to order.
“That a threat, kid?” I turned to look at her, winking at Oz and Blair.
“Oh yeah. I don’t mean my team will win, I mean me. I will personally destroy you.” Rose narrowed her eyes, and I rolled mine. I went on to order my food, a burger with everything, medium rare. They all ordered behind me while I waited. We all sat together out on the covered patio and Blair settled right across from me.
“Car taken care of?” I asked casually. If I ignored her, it would be suspicious considering we always flirted.
“Towed. Mechanic said it’s the starter. I’ll get it back tomorrow.” Blair took a bite of her burger then licked the ketchup from her lip. Her shirt showed the perfect amount to cleavage for me to remember having her tits in my hands. They were the perfect size too. Not so big that you couldn’t enjoy them, but full enough to be more than a hand full.
“Good. Driving you home once was enough,” I joked. I’d still be in bed with her if Ivy hadn’t come home. “Where are Ivy and Lyric?” The girls from the animal shelter always came with us.
“They don’t burger, remember?” Harris took a bite of his then offered a fry to Ozma.
“They are missing out!” Rick chimed in. “Ember is coming too and Layla.”
I put my burger down. “Wait. That’s not fair. Girls team has more people.” I was a competitive motherfucker and wanted to win fair and square.
“We need to talk to you about that.” Rick glanced at Harris. “We have two new guys coming.” I don’t know why he thought he needed to tiptoe around shit with me. If anyone had a temper, it was Harris, not me.
“Okay. Good, then the teams are even.” I shrugged and popped the last bite of burger in my mouth.
“We hired a new vet and a new tech at the clinic.” Harris chimed in.
“You are going to love them, Jax!” Ozma spoke for the first time. “And I’m too big to bowl, so it’s even now.”
“Are you guys telling me I’m getting fired? What’s going on?” I wadded my burger paper and glared at Rick then Harris. Technically they were my bosses, but we didn’t have that kind of relationship. It was a friendship, a family.
“No!” Rick laughed. “A promotion. We want you to be head tech. New position we created just for you.” I looked at him like he was lying. “Don’t ask if I’m serious, because I am.”
“Damn.” It was all I could say. I worked hard, really hard, and it’s always good to have some recognition.
“Congrats, man.” Harris smirked at me. I nodded, afraid to talk. I was masculine as hell, but when it came to shit like that, I got a little emotional. I glanced up at Blair, and she winked at me. “You deserve it. The raise is nice too.” Harris finished.
“Thanks.” I cleared my throat and forced the conversation on to a different subject. Namely the two new guys we’d be working at bowling with. A vet and tech brother pair from Florida just moved into the area, and with Dr. Bill unable to work more than a couple of days a week, the three vets were having a hard time keeping up. Harris was about to have a baby too. It was time for a new vet. We never had a head tech, not by title, but Layla and I ran shit for the most part. Some new people around the office would be fun.
We packed up and went to the bowling alley to meet the new members of the team. Ember, Lyric, and Ivy were outside talking to two guys who I assumed were the new employees. I hopped out at the same time Blair got out of Ozma’s car, and she brushed my hand as she walked past. I watched her ass sway past me. Yeah, I’d have to hit that again.
When I walked up, Blair was shaking hands with the taller of the two guys. One was about my height, one a little shorter. “Jaxon.” I shook the older one’s hand.
“Grant Iverson.”
“Drew Iverson.” The other one shook my hand. He looked over Blair again, and I jerked my hand from his. I rolled my eyes. It was how all men looked at Blair, hell, I looked at her like that. Who wouldn’t? Long dark hair, those blue eyes and the kind of body men killed to touch. I wanted to punch him though. Our one night stand was too fresh for other men looking at her just yet.
“Let’s bowl.” I held the door to let everyone in, Blair last and followed behind her. We got shoes, paid for games, and split into teams. Oz sat on the bench between the two teams looking huge and miserable. Baby Oswin made her as wide as she was tall, poor girl. Harris put the names in with his good hand, and we all picked our balls. Rick was the best bowler on our team, never leaving a pin standing, but Grant was about to give him a run for his money. The girls lost their best player, but Blair was trying to keep up. Just after my turn, I met Blair at the bar for a coke.
“Don’t fuck my new co-workers,” I whispered in her ear from behind her, checking to make sure no one saw us.
“Fuck you, Jax.” She glared at me. “I’ll do what I want.”
“Not with them,” I hissed back, sitting and turning on the stool, so I was facing the bowlers and not her. “I don’t want to have to deal with that shit.”
“Again. I do what I want.” Blair handed the snack bar girl a twenty.
“Cool. I thought I’d ask Lyric over later. Since we do what we want.” I cocked my head in time for her expression to change. “See?”
“Are we adding that to the rules?” She shoved her change into the pocket of her skin-tight jeans. I nodded. It wasn’t a jealousy thing or an ownership thing. It was a respect thing. “Okay. Deal. No sleeping with anyone in the friend circle. Only outsiders.” She rolled her eyes. “I had no idea one night would hold so many stipulations. It kind of sucks.”
“You’ll get over it.” I winked at Blair, and she flipped me off before taking a drink back to Oz and taking her turn bowling. I didn’t care if she slept with someone else because I planned to sleep with other girls, but my new co-workers were too close to home or would be soon. It didn’t sound like fun to pick up the pieces after she broke their hearts. And I knew damn well that Blair would break their hearts.
I got my coke and went back for my turn, acting like nothing ever happened. We didn’t need to drag anyone into the situation, especially the hormonal woman. Keep it casual. We ended up beating the girls by three points but only because Grant didn’t know how to throw anything but strikes. The guy was good. All the girls noticed too. They seemed to notice a lot. I had to play nice though because I had to work with them. I was proud to be working with them, but I didn’t like sharing when it came to flirting with the ladies.
Out in the lot, we said our goodbyes, agreeing to see each other the next day at work, and I made my way home. Once I parked, I text Kallie to come over so that we could watch a movie on the couch. A movie would be on, but we wouldn’t watch it. She agreed, and I put my p
hone in the passenger seat, not sure if sleeping with Kallie was such a good idea. I didn’t want anything to taint the memories of my one night with Blair. Not yet at least.
Kallie showed up around eight looking like she usually did. I’d only had her over twice, but each time, it was obvious she was not there for a movie. I let her in, and she quickly dropped her purse on the bar in the kitchen. I barely had time to shut the door before Kallie threw her arms around my neck and kissed me.
“It’s been a while.” She kissed me again and dragged me to the couch.
“Couple of weeks,” I reminded her, letting her shove me back onto the couch. She licked her lips and dropped to her knees, reaching for my pants.
“Last time, you took me to dinner, and I didn’t thank you.” Kallie peeled my pants open, and I closed my eyes, relaxing, trying to get hard enough for the blowjob. Before she pulled my cock out, I jerked her into me, making her kiss me. I groped her fake tits, forced my tongue into her mouth and focused harder than necessary. Kallie pulled away, dropping back to her knees and pulled my boxers back. I closed my eyes. Flashes of Blair crossed my mind. Her tits bouncing while she rode my cock, the idea of bending her over the bar in my kitchen and fucking her from behind. Kallie sucked my dick into her mouth, bumping the back of her throat and gagged. I squeezed my eyes closed and grabbed the back of her head to guide her.
Kallie made these obnoxious slurping sounds making me squeeze my eyes close tighter. No matter how hard I tried to focus on Kallie, I saw dark hair, stormy blue eyes, and her amazing lean figure. I gave up and let my imagination take over, fueling the orgasm building. I heard the soft, breathy sighs, felt her nails digging into my chest. My grip tightened on Kallie’s hair, and the orgasm tore through me. I felt her gag but didn’t let my grip on her hair go. Kallie finally tugged my hand out of her hair, and I let her go, realizing I just came because of a fucking fantasy. When I opened my eyes, Kallie was looking at me, pink lipstick smeared around her mouth and a smile on her face. I forced a smile and shoved my dick in my pants. Kallie climbed up next to me and sat too close to me on the couch. I turned the TV on, Kallie laid her head in my lap, and we watched some stupid romantic comedy. She squeezed my leg, laughing every few minutes, but I spent the whole two hours feeling like puking. Once she fell asleep, I left her on the couch to get in my bed.