Whatever's On Tap
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Climbing into bed, I waited for him to settle next to me. Pulling me into his arms, I laid my head down on his chest and promptly fell asleep. No matter how much I wanted him, I was exhausted and finally in a secure place where I could let everything else go.
My life seemed to move from day to day with nothing in between. Doing the necessary things to live, I went through the motions. My mind had always been bogged down with worry and determination to make it to the next.
Wrapped up in Jaxson, I was finally safe enough to let go of everything, instinctively knowing Jaxson would protect me. He soaked up everything I told him and took care of me in a way I had not expected.
Maybe, it was a mistake to trust him with my life this way, but my heart told me it was okay. Once my mind wasn’t mush, I might feel differently, but until then, I was going to embrace it and just be.
Chapter Twelve
Jaxson
Scrubbing a hand down my face, I reviewed the contents of the fridge. I undeniably had to get us to the grocery store, not a task I particularly enjoyed, but it had to be done. Since this was her pad, she was obligated to go with me, which would make the outing bearable.
Grabbing the eggs and butter, I closed the refrigerator door and placed everything on the counter. With that decision made, I started a pot of coffee and thought about the last few days.
I had wanted Evyn since day one. There was something about her that drew me in, something hidden and mysterious. Bubbly and snarky on the outside, a vast labyrinth of emotions inside her expressive eyes.
Although I took an educated guess as to her having a rough time, I could not have predicted the actuality of what she was going through. I wanted to find this prick and beat the fuck out of him for treating Evyn the way he was and for fucking stalking her. However, I needed to be with Evyn more.
She gifted me something I would cherish as one would a precious and rare gem. I could see what it took out of her to tell me all of what she has been enduring. I would never forget the fact she drained herself to share that burden with me.
Life was a series of ups and downs with a few turnabouts thrown in to make it interesting. Being no stranger to the harsh realities of the world, I also found a few adventures along the way, and having been on my own for a long time, I enjoyed being a bartender, surrounding myself with people without allowing them too close. Talking to people had always come easy for me, especially women, except for her.
She was a puzzle I’d wanted to solve since the beginning. As soon as I saw her, really saw her, I knew whatever was on tap would never be enough. I craved a specialty brand, craved only her.
Shaken from my thoughts by the beautiful ocean scent wafting through the kitchen, I turned to see her standing in the doorway wearing only my T-shirt. Fuck, that was sexy and had my dick standing up.
One would think my dick was good for a while with the way we went at it the night before, but that was not the case. The hem of the shirt reached her midthigh and clung to her breasts, emphasizing her pebbled nipples. The wide neckline exposed one of her shoulders, and that glimpse of her delicate collar bone had me drooling.
With a lazy smile, she sashayed her way over to me, hips swaying, pulling the shirt up with each step. Tanned, smooth skin was on display while the hint of her pussy lips was seen within the shadows. Her tits bounced under the cotton, the hard peaks saying good morning in the best way possible.
Fuck, coffee. Fuck, breakfast. I had to eat her pussy and fuck her in this kitchen. We were going to christen every room and every flat surface throughout both of our houses. We were going to be imprinted on everything surrounding us.
Coming to stand right before me, she tilted her head up and to the side, her bottom lip in between her teeth. She was a wet fucking dream. Sex hair a tangled mess around her head, and satisfaction in her deep blue eyes.
Leaning down, I placed my mouth on hers. The kiss started slow and soft, almost sweet. Reverently, I traced her lips with the tip of my tongue, and she parted for me. Opened for me so beautifully, I took the invitation eagerly. My tongue slid along hers, swallowing her soft cries.
So, fucking responsive, her body arched into mine as her nails softly scratching down my back, making me shiver and growl simultaneously. My dick rocked up in no time. It didn’t matter that I had blown a load not thirty minutes before. It was Evyn. It didn’t take much for her to have me ready to go.
Never separating from her lips, I slid my arms under her. One hand cupped the back of her neck, and the other gripped the globes of her lush ass, kneading softly. She rubbed against my erection trapped in sweats, and the kiss took a turn.
Deepening it, I pulled her flush with my body, letting her feel everything she did to me. Her unbound breasts pressed against my naked chest, and a growl erupted out of my throat, causing her to shiver in my arms.
Ripping my mouth away from hers, I heaved a heavy breath as her pants blew enticingly against my skin. I was on edge in a bad way and had to solve the issue. Spinning her around, I circled her body, grasping her wrists before placing her palms down on the island standing in the middle of the kitchen.
“Bend over, baby,” I told her in a harsh tone I didn’t even recognize.
Evyn didn’t argue, question, or hesitate. She simply bent that beautiful body over the marble, and I had an all-new respect for kitchen islands that stood at the perfect height.
Her pretty pink pussy lips were puffy and dripping with her arousal. With an audible cry, I took a moment to stare at the beautiful sight before me, and seeing exactly what I did to her had me itching to yell in triumph. I refrained.
“So wet for me,” I murmured as I lowered to my knees.
Fuck, I could come just looking at her.
My hands landed on her ass, cupping and squeezing gently, opening her up. Her gasps echoed throughout the kitchen as more wetness trickled out of her pretty, bare pussy. My thumbs swept through her juices, and her hips rocked back into my touch.
My mouth watered seeing her leaking down her thighs, and I took one swipe from top to bottom, coating my tongue with her taste. Her hips jerked in surprise, and a beautiful gasp escaped her mouth.
Running my tongue through her folds, I imbibed on her juices. Like the nectar of the gods, I drank her down, listening intently as her moans and harsh breaths reached my ears. My dick wanted out to play, but I couldn’t do that right at that moment.
Evyn was a sight to see, and I would have this image in my head every time I looked at my own kitchen island at my place, hoping to do this exact activity to have the memory there, too. Her full, lush ass tipped up, putting it in my direct line of sight- pale flesh leading to a pink, wet center.
I savored her flavor for a moment before diving in and feasting. Her sweet and slightly tart essence had me starving. I ate her pussy like a man possessed. My teeth nipped her sensitive lips, my tongue lapped up her wetness, and my lips wrapped around her clit.
My hands stayed on her ass, keeping her open to me and in one place. She came screaming my name, and I licked her clean. Once her orgasm passed, I gently sucked on her, ensuring I got every drop before standing and taking her in my arms.
Tucking her head under my chin, she burrowed into me, releasing a contented sigh. “Morning.”
Chuckling lightly, I replied, “Morning. Are you hungry? Want some coffee?”
“Yes,” she answered, looking up at me.
Placing a kiss on the tip of her nose, I instructed, “Have a seat, and I’ll fix us something.”
Getting the coffee going, I set about making a simple breakfast of eggs and toast. Fixing her cup, I slid the coffee over to her. With a smile of gratitude, she wrapped her hands around the mug and blew softly over the hot liquid.
Needing to distract myself from all her sexiness, I had to change the subject before I didn’t care if she was too sore or not; I would take her hard over the counte
r. “Do you want to go four-wheeling today?”
“What?” She lifted her head to look up at me.
I smiled at the confused expression on her face. I sounded random as fuck, but after all the heavy shit from last night, I wanted to do something just for fun, maybe make her smile and forget about the things weighing her down.
I wanted to give her a taste of ordinary. Tomorrow, I would start tracking down this asshole who was harassing her, but today, I wanted to show her how it could be for us. Craving her smile and to hear her laugh, I grinned, liking the idea more and more.
Placing a soft kiss on the tip of her nose, I put both of our plates on the island. “Let’s go four-wheeling. With the rain from last night, there’s going to be some awesome mud to run through.”
She wrinkled her nose and admitted, “I’ve never been four-wheeling.”
“Perfect,” I whispered, giving her mouth a soft brush of lips. “It’ll be fun.”
Her smile brightened her whole face. Fuck, that smile was everything. She had dimples for fuck’s sake. Her eyes lit up, and her cheeks flushed in happiness. I wanted to give her every reason to smile like that all of the time. Even better if I caused it. I was a selfish asshole and had to own all of her emotions.
“Come on,” she urged. “Let’s go.”
“One thing before we get dressed.” My voice held a hint of huskiness.
Wrapping my arms around her hips, I pulled her to me and took her lips in an intense kiss. Gripping an ass cheek in my hand, I rubbed my hard dick against her, swallowing her gasp. Lifting her onto the island, I was very fucking pleased to note it was the perfect height for her pussy to take my cock.
“I thought we were going somewhere,” she stuttered, breathing heavily.
Ripping my shirt over her head, her tits bounced, and perky nipples tightened into little buds made for my mouth. Taking the invitation they presented, I wrapped my lips around the nubs and sucked hard. Standing back up, I knew I would never look at any island the same again.
Leaning back on her hands, her head tilted, and her mussed-up hair falling every which way, her breasts heaving as she panted with need, and the trail of wetness seeping out of her puffy, pink pussy onto the countertop.
This vision would definitely stay with me for all time. Dropping my sweats to the floor, I stroked my cock in a firm grip. Lifting my hips, I lined my dick up with her wet pussy. The second the head touched the slippery folds, I started to sink into her. Growling into her mouth, I didn’t stop until I buried myself deep.
“Later,” I rasped.
“Good,” she happily agreed, clinging to me tightly.
Exactly how I wanted her to be. Then, I proceeded to make love to her. Keeping my movements slow and fluid, I treasured the feeling of being surrounded by her because every time we came together before had been fast and furious.
After the conversation last night, I wanted to show her, to make her feel, this thing between us was so much more than sex and hooking up. Yeah, I told her she was mine, but I could see the hesitation and uncertainty.
More than anything, I wanted to erase all her apprehensions until she knew I meant everything I said without a shadow of a doubt. We were real, solid, and in this together now.
With her safety and security in jeopardy, I was determined to shield and defend her. At this point, I could only hope she would let me in enough to do that. Sharing her story with me took a toll on her, but she’d done it. I had to have faith she would let me do anything within my power to be by her side.
Something splintered apart inside of me. I had to protect her. I had to have her in my space. I had to have my eyes on her at all times and make sure she was safe and secure. To think someone was out there hunting her, terrorizing her, had me in a very dark place.
I simply could not handle the thought of anyone hurting her. She was mine now and deserved to have all the happiness in the world. Determined to give her exactly that, I proceeded to bring us both to the ultimate high at the same time.
As soon as we recovered, we cleaned up and dressed. I could not wait to spend the day with her doing something fun that would hopefully push back her worries, at least for a little while. We went to my place, and I put on clean clothes and had the rides ready in no time while Evyn watched my every move.
Chapter Thirteen
Evyn
Throwing my head back, laughter burst free as I came to a standstill. Covered in mud from head to toe, I was having the best day of my life. Taking my helmet off, I shook out my hair, some strands sticking to my forehead due to the sweat dripping off me.
I sucked at driving a four-wheeler, like really bad, but it was a hell of a lot of fun to try. With a smile so big it hurt my face, I turned to peek at Jaxson. While I was having the time of my life, he looked pissed at me. His eyes were hard, little lines formed along his forehead, and a vein was throbbing along his temple.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, confused.
“You are scaring the shit out of me,” he admitted, his words very measured as he yanked his helmet from his head and slammed it onto the ground.
Sitting up straighter, I informed him, “I told you I have never been on a four-wheeler before.”
“I understand that, but you are being reckless,” he gritted out. “You are going too damn fast, not knowing what the hell you are doing. You went airborne too many fucking times to count.”
Okay, maybe he had a point, but I was having fun, and, in my defense, I felt in control the whole time. Perhaps it didn’t seem like it, but I felt safe. Maybe I should calm it down a little, but I’d be damned if I would apologize for actually letting go for the first time in too many years.
“Are we having our first fight?” I blurted out, avoiding the issue at hand.
This whole relationship business was new to me, but I was pretty damn certain we were fighting. Unsure how to feel about that, I wondered how the makeup sex would be, which was highly inappropriate in this situation.
“What?” he barked, eyes going wide with surprise.
Bringing me out of my dirty thoughts, I shrugged uncomfortably. “I don’t know. I mean, you’re yelling at me, and I don’t even know why.” My voice ended in a yell that made me flinch. I was not a squawking crazy lady. I wasn’t. However, I was in unknown territory that both scared and excited me in equal measure. I wanted to hold onto Jaxson and never let him go. I wanted to run as far and as fast in the opposite direction.
Of course, I had a good idea of what had made him angry, but I refused to admit it. He was going to have to break this shit down for me, so there was no misunderstanding. I might have grown up faster than I should have, but I was still sheltered in many ways.
When he suggested we go riding, I had been looking forward to it. It gave me a chance to experience something new and to spend the whole day with Jaxson. Now, I was rethinking my choices. Okay, that was a lie.
Going from big belly laughs to this was an emotional roller coaster I had never ridden before and made me bewildered and uncertain. Glancing over my shoulder at the way we had come, I was seriously thinking about taking off and leaving this confusing as fuck conversation behind.
“Don’t even think about it,” he warned, bringing my gaze back to him. “We will hash this out. No matter what happens from this point forward, we will always talk it out. I don’t want any misunderstandings to come between us. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I croaked, my throat dry.
It was a little disconcerting how intense he was. I’d read a lot of books during my years on the run, and I recognized an alpha when I saw one. Jaxson was definitely all alpha when I was around. At work, he had a dominant air around him, which he tried to conceal with his fun, flirty personality.
However, the way he was looking at me right now, he was most assuredly not in a fun, flirty mood. Taking a deep breath, he seemed to center hims
elf, which I appreciated. Climbing down, he made the short steps separating us.
“I’m sorry for losing my temper like that. Arguing with you is the last thing I want to do. You freaked me out, and I popped off,” Jaxson admitted.
“Okay,” I replied. “I’m sorry I scared you. That was not my intention. I felt free and was having a blast. Now, I know it wasn’t the safest thing to do. I’ll try better.”
“Okay.” He nodded his head, never taking his eyes off mine.
His hands cupped my face as his lips took mine in a hard, desperate, and demanding kiss. Wrapping my hands around his wrist, I could feel the jump in his pulse and the tremors making his arms shake.
Resting his forehead against mine, I knew all was right again. We rode for a couple more hours and then had a picnic in the open field. It was probably the best date I could have ever asked for.
I’d gone on a couple of dates before my life turned stupid, but nothing compared to this. Dirty and sweaty, we enjoyed each other’s company. Since we had a lot of heavy conversation the previous night, we made light conversation.
We did the whole get to know each other thing people usually did on a first date. Technically, this was our first date, so I guessed we were good. Not that any of that mattered for us. We were unique, and I couldn’t ask for more.
Truly amazed at having this man as my own, I soaked up every word, every gesture, and every look he gave me throughout the rest of the afternoon. The attention he bestowed upon me as he listened to me made me feel like I was the only one who existed for him.
I knew it sounded corny, especially since we were out there alone, but my point was that I was his whole focus, and I reveled in it.
And later that night, after we showered our day off and landed in bed, I showed him my appreciation for the best day ever. Following my instincts, I blew his mind as well as my own, and I couldn’t have been happier or more sated than I was as I fell asleep in his arms.