by C. R. Marcum
Raylynn took the opportunity to pull out her phone and check her messages. There was only one new one, and it was from Jax.
You still cumin over
Raylynn smiled and quietly typed her response.
Yeah, be there soon. You ready?
She watched anxiously as Jax grabbed his phone and opened the message. She could hear him groan as he read it. He quickly typed his own response and hit send.
What would I need to be ready for? You got something planned?
As she read the message, a naughty plan sprung to mind. She wondered what he would do if she got dirty. She smiled to herself and typed a reply.
Yea, I do. I’m gonna make you beg to touch me again.
Jax grabbed his phone as soon as it pinged. The sound that escaped him was pure lust. Raylynn watched his need grow before her eyes. Jax typed a response and let his hand travel down his chest and come to rest right above his bulge.
You make me beg. Ha. I bet you got soakin wet just typin that.
Raylynn bit her lip slightly. He wasn’t wrong, but she could see how much he was bothered by her comeback. She typed another and waited.
Maybe, but you’ll have to beg to find out ;-)
Jax felt the familiar ping and picked up his phone. She knew she had done what she intended when she saw his hand wrap around his shaft and start to stroke. He was bigger than she initially thought, thicker too. She watched as he reread her message and stroked himself. She watched him type a one handed response and sit his phone back on the bed. He continued to stroke in slow motions as Raylynn felt the buzz of her phone.
Keep it up and I’ll just have to show you how bad I want to feel you wrapped around my cock.
Raylynn had to stifle the groan that threatened to escape her throat. She could only risk sending one more text before she had to let him know she was there. She quickly typed it and took one more look before silently slipping back to the living room. She sat on the couch and hit send.
Oh yea, prove it. Pic or it didn’t happen.
She waited for what seemed like forever before her phone buzzed again. She bit her lip in anticipation waiting for the message to load. When it finally did there was a picture attachment. She read the message.
Don’t ask for something you can’t handle.
Attached was a picture of Jax. He had thrown the towel over himself and had his hand under it as well. She could tell he was hard, and that he was gripping it, but he didn’t send her a dick pic. She found herself a bit disappointed, but relieved at the same time. She didn’t want things to go to fast, but she did want to know that he was interested.
She waited a few minutes longer before texting him again. It simply read, I’m here. She slowly stood and walked towards his door. She knocked a bit louder this time and waited for him to answer. When he came to the door, he had on a pair of jeans slung low on his hips, and a black wife beater. He was just as sexy dressed as he was naked.
“You think you’re cute don’t ya?” He asked when he opened the door.
Raylynn smiled a cute smile and ducked under his arm. She casually walked into his room and sat on the edge of his bed. Jax gave a low chuckle, closed the door, and turned to look at her.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” She said batting her eyelashes.
Jax sauntered towards her and only stopped when his legs were on either side of hers. He looked down at her and gave her his panty dropping grin, before leaning down bringing his lips close to her ear.
She could feel his hot breath on her neck and she waited with growing anticipation for whatever was to come.
“You don’t know what I’m talking about huh?” he whispered. His lips close enough that they brushed her ear as he spoke.
The sound of his voice and the closeness of his lips sent a shiver down her spine. She felt his breath hitch and she needed him to kiss her, but before she could protest he had already righted himself and was grinning at her again. He gave another chuckle before lying down across his bed. Raylynn had to turn to look at him. He propped himself up on his elbow and smiled.
“Alright, if that’s how you wanna play its fine with me, but trust me, I won’t be the one begging.” He said as he pulled himself up to lean against his headboard.
Raylynn laughed. He wanted her and she knew it. She had the proof on her phone. She wanted him too, but she couldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that.
“In your dreams playboy.”
Jax cocked an eyebrow and licked his bottom lip. “I see, you’re a big talker through text, but here, in the flesh, you’re scared.”
“From the look of that picture you sent me, I really didn’t see anything to be scared of.” She shot back, cocking her own eyebrow.
“Baby, haven’t you ever heard that pictures don’t do it justice?” He asked.
“I mean, I just think if it were that big you wouldn’t have covered it with a towel. I’d think you’d want to show it off. But instead you hid it. Can’t be too proud.”
“Keep playing and I might have to show you just how proud I am.” Jax retorted letting his hand settle over his obvious bulge.
“So you say, but honestly, I doubt you would. You seem highly inexperienced to me.”
Jax let out a laugh and Raylynn couldn’t help but join in. This is why she was so comfortable with him. He could hold his own against her sarcasm. He didn’t take it serious. He always gave it back. She was attracted to his attitude just as much as his looks.
Raylynn stood once the laughter died down. She made her way to the window, and looked through the blinds. Jax’s window overlooked the porch. She could still hear Syn and Lucas outside. She hoped they hadn’t been able to hear them. She turned away from the window and made her way to the dresser. There were pictures on top. Jax and Syn when they were younger and the older kid must be Josh. She looked back to Jax who was watching her intently, and smiled. She looked around at the other pictures and spotted one of a man that looked a lot like Syn.
“That’s Pops. He was Syn’s age in that one. The other guy is Mavrik, Ty and Drake’s dad.” He answered before she even asked the question.
In her eagerness to look at the rest, her elbow caught something and knocked it off the dresser. Without realizing it, she bent at the waist and picked it up. She heard the groan before registering why it was happening. She gave a grin before slowly lifting herself up. She set the picture back on the dresser and turned to look at Jax.
The hand had been casually resting was now gripping his arousal through his jeans. He was biting his lip and staring at her. She watched his eyes travel upwards and come to a stop just below her waistband.
“Do you have any idea how fuckin sexy you are?” He asked still gripping his manhood.
“Nope, I had no clue that showing you my ass would turn you on.”
“You are gonna be the death of me. You know that.”
“Awe, poor baby. You know, all you gotta do is beg.” She said as she took her seat back on the bed.
“I already told you that I won’t be the one begging.” He said and in one quick movement he was at her side. He leaned in close and brushed her hair away from her neck before whispering, “I…don’t…beg.”
Jax watched as she shivered again, her body betraying her words. He could see the want in her eyes, and he was sure she could see it in his. He moved away and turned on the stereo he had on the dresser. He turned the music low and walked over to take a peek out the window. Raylynn watched his every move. She took in his movements and memorized every inch of skin she could see. When he turned away from the window Raylynn felt the air in the room shift. The need was heavy. Looking at Jax, his perfect body, his chiseled features, she had to thank the gods for him.
He smiled at her, and reached up over his shoulder and pulled his shirt over his head. “It’s hot in here.” He said as he tossed the shirt on the end of the bed.
Raylynn had to squeeze her thighs together to try to get some relief. Her core w
as needing and she could feel her wetness soaking her panties. She watched as Jax strode closer to her. She wanted him to touch her. He hadn’t since she had been there. She needed to be close to him, and that need wasn’t going away.
He stopped in front of her and used his knee to part her legs. Her breathing was heavy, and her pulse, loud in her ears. He hovered just inches from her lips and gave her a small grin, before licking his own and letting his tongue brush against hers too. The groan was unexpected, and it was all he needed. He pressed his lips to hers and coaxed them apart. The kiss was gentle, and never taking his lips off hers, he used his body to urge hers further onto the bed.
The kiss deepened and became fevered. The lust was apparent, on both sides. She felt his hand on her hip and his other wrap in her hair. She loved the way his hands felt on her skin. Her body responded, her back arched under his touch. She felt as if she were going to combust on the spot.
He grinned against her lips and used his body to pin hers down. He trailed his lips from hers down to her ear, grazing his teeth against her earlobe. His breathing gave away his need. He wanted to feel her, to taste her, to watch her come undone beneath him. He trailed feather light kisses down her neck to her collarbone. He could feel her breath quicken and hear the soft moans slipping out from between her lips. The sound sent a wave of need straight to his already hard cock and he could barely contain the urge to strip her down and sink himself inside her.
The feel of his hands on her bare waist and the warmth of his breath on her skin made every nerve in her body wake up. She moaned as his hand traveled upwards. When his hand found her breast, she almost came unraveled. He nipped at her earlobe and the sensation sent a jolt straight to her already wet center. She relished the feeling of his hand caressing her breast, but she wanted more.
Jax could feel himself straining against his jeans, just touching her like this made him almost lose his control. He had made her a promise though, and he was not one to break a promise. His hand traveled downward from her breast to her leg. The decent slow. He found his target and grabbed the back of her knee. He used it to hitch her leg up so that he could press himself between her legs. He wanted her to know what was waiting for her.
The pressure of his erection pressing into her made her need to come. She moaned loudly and arched into him before grabbing him by the neck and pulling him into a kiss. She pushed her hips up to meet his and the feeling was exquisite.
He pushed himself away from the kiss and stood. He took her by the hands and helped her stand. He looked her in the eyes. He needed to know this was okay. The heady sound of her breathing and the look in her eyes told him it was. He reached slowly and pulled at the hem of her shirt. With a grin he pulled it up and over her head. He stood back to admire her perfect body. Her black lacy bra did little to hide her gorgeous breasts. He could see her nipples straining against the fabric.
The look in his eyes was pure hunger and she was sure it was evident in her own. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She loved the way he was watching her. She let her bra slid off of her arms and onto the floor. The reaction was instant. He reached for her and pulled her to him kissing her as he lifted her body off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist and couldn’t help but squeal when he quickly lowered her back on the bed. She felt him smile against her lips before he moved lower.
He kissed her throat while his hand caressed her bare breast. He was trying to contain himself, but it was getting harder to control. He lowered his body so that his mouth could explore her breasts. He smiled before sucking her nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled around its peak before he let his teeth graze it. He looked up at her and grinned before climbing off of her and lying down beside her.
She barely had time to process what was happening before Jax pulled her closer.
“Roll over.” He whispered.
Raylynn turned to her side and pressed her ass against him. From this angle, he had perfect access to her ear, and neck. His hand gripped her hip and held her in place. She tried to turn herself so that she could kiss him, but he wouldn’t let her. She felt his breath on her ear before she heard his words.
“What do you want Raylynn?” he whispered as his hand made its way down her stomach.
“I…want…you.” She replied breathlessly.
“You need to be more specific. Tell me what you want.” He said before nibbling on her ear. He let his hand find her waistband and popped the button loose. He slid the zipper down and slipped his hand under the lace of her panties. He stopped just shy of his destination.
“Tell me baby; tell me you want me to make you come.” He groaned, needing to hear her say it.
“I…” she whispered “I…want you…to make me come.” She finished just as his finger found her clit.
The feeling was intense. He knew what he was doing. Raylynn leaned her head back against his shoulder and angled it so he could have better access to her neck. He kissed and nipped at it all the while slowly teasing her most sensitive place.
Jax let his finger circle her clit before slipping further downward to feel how wet she got for him. She moaned when his finger found her entrance, the silky wetness allowed him to slip in easily.
Her moans were louder now, but there was little she could do to stop them. He had expert fingers, and they were pulling the moans from her. With every movement his fingers made against her g-spot she could feel the orgasm building. His palm rubbed her clit in time with every pump his fingers made. It was only made better by the hot breath in her ear.
“God, you are perfect.” He said in a hoarse whisper. His growing need evident in his voice.
She had no words, she answered only in moans, while her hips moved in time with his hand. She was close. Lost in the moment, she hadn’t even heard the door close in the hallway.
Jax heard his brother’s door close across the hall, but Raylynn’s moans told him that she hadn’t. He loved the sounds she was making, but he doubted she would be okay letting the whole house know what they were up to.
“Baby, you might want to keep it down, unless you want my brother to hear you come.” He whispered closely into her ear.
That was her undoing. She visualized Syn standing by his door and listening to her moan. She could see him gripping his erection and pumping it fast and hard. She could see him coming while listening to her coming as well.
Jax felt her body tense at his words and for a moment wondered if he had made a mistake, but he knew that wasn’t the case when he felt her muscles tighten around his fingers. She was impossibly tight, and he could only imagine what she would feel like wrapped around him.
She came hard and fast, the orgasm nearly causing her to black out. She moaned loudly and didn’t care who heard. She was left panting and needing more.
“That feel good baby?” he whispered.
When she could move, she wiggled away from him, and stood. Jax lay on the bed looking at her with hungry eyes. She watched him lick her wetness from his fingers and smile. She had almost come again on the spot. She gave him a sexy grin and slowly slid her pants and panties to the floor. She stood before him bare and wanting, before reaching for his pants. She played with the button for a second before undoing it. He helped her slide them off. She watched as his erection sprung free, before licking her lips and climbing on top of him.
“Where’s the condoms?” she asked him in barely a whisper.
“Top drawer.” He answered in a groan. He could still taste her sweetness on his tongue, and it only served to make him harder.
She turned and opened the drawer, reaching in; she found what she was looking for. Grabbing it, she turned back to face him and held it up.
“Fuck you’re sexy,” he said watching her. “I want your tight, wet pussy wrapped around my cock.”
The way he talked to her made her want him more. She wanted to be wrapped around him; she wanted to make him come. She wanted to know that she was the reason he came undone. She put the corner
of the wrapper in between her teeth and started to open it when the knock on the door stopped her.
“Hey, you guys cumin?” Syn yelled through the door, barely hiding the laugh.
She could see the look on Jax’s face shift from need to irritation in one second flat.
“I’m tryin to, shit.” Jax retorted.
“Well, hurry the fuck up, dinner’s here.” Syn answered laughing.
Raylynn climbed off him and stood, looking for her clothes. She bent at the knee and found her bra and panties and sat back on the bed to put them on.
“What are you doin? He’s just fuckin with us, we don’t have to stop.” Jax said sitting up next to her.
“It’s getting late, I…I have to get home.” She replied pulling her pants on.
“You could just stay here; we don’t have to do anything.”
“Thanks, but I promised Paisley that she could tell me all about practice after dinner, besides, I doubt the other guys would leave us alone anyway.” She said pulling her shoes on and adjusting her top.
“Uggh, alright, lemme get dressed and I’ll walk you out.” He said standing and finding his boxers.
“No, its fine, I’m just gonna go.” She said and gave him a quick kiss before turning and walking out the door. She had barely made it to the front door before she heard the yelling start. Jax and Syn were going to fight tonight, of that she was sure. She took one last look towards the house before climbing in her car and leaving.
8.
Raylynn could do nothing but think the whole way home. She was embarrassed. Syn had obviously heard her with Jax, and now they were at home arguing. She was mad at herself for letting her mind wander to Syn while Jax was the one she was with. She pulled into her driveway and killed the engine. She needed to tell someone, but the only person she had was Paisley. She doubted that Pais would understand what had happened, and she wasn’t even sure if Paisley would want to listen. So, she resigned herself to keeping it a secret. With a heavy sigh, she stepped out of the car and made her way to the house.