Bearded Dessert (One of the Boys Book 3)

by Teresa Crumpton

  “Hey, it's Forest, right?” he asks, and I nod. “Is Jax here? I need to talk to her.”

  How did he get up here without Jax agreeing to let him up?

  “She might have left. Did you call her or have the doorman on duty call up?” I question, my brows furrowing.

  “I showed my badge, and the guy downstairs let me up,” he replies, and I make a mental note to contact the management company about this slip-up.

  “Let me see if she's still here.” I unlock the door, step inside, and spot Jax in nothing but a towel as she heads to the kitchen.

  At the sight of her, my mouth goes dry, and I really want to satisfy the rest of me by taking her on the hardwood floors. I try to clear my throat.

  “Lieutenant, now’s not a good time for Jax,” I say, glancing toward the door, which he’s holding open. “I’ll have her contact you when she’s available.”

  He starts to say something, but I cut him off, shaking my head and closing the door.

  Jax stands, dumbfounded, facing me.

  Chapter 10

  Jax

  * * *

  I timed coming out of the shower perfectly, though by the sound of it, someone else is at the door with Forest. I thought I’d faintly heard someone knocking on the door, however I wasn't cutting my glorious shower short. I can't remember the last time I enjoyed a long, hot shower simply raining down on me. The water at my place turns cold within twenty minutes, so I’ve gotten used to taking quick showers.

  “Whatcha doin’?” Forest asks, dragging me out of my shower haze.

  Worrying my bottom lip between my teeth, I debate how to answer. Do I answer with what I really want to be doing, or say I’m getting something to drink?

  “Jax?” I guess I took to long to respond.

  “Sorry, I was debating…” I start, but Forest interrupts me.

  “Debating what? Was my question really that difficult?” he asks in amusement.

  I blow out a long breath. “I was debating whether or not to say I was getting some water, even though that isn't what I want to be doing.”

  He grins. “Why not just tell me the truth?”

  “Ugh. I’m a bit nervous.” I take in a fortifying breath and blurt, “I was hoping we might have a little fun before we head to work.”

  “A little fun, huh? I might be...up for that.” His eyes glance down toward his hardening cock.

  I’d say he's definitely up for it.

  Taking a chance, I drop the towel, and a growl fills the space between us. Forest charges me, pulling me into his embrace. His lips land on mine, the kiss hard and frenzied. He walks me backward until my legs hit the couch as my hands slide under his shirt. For the first time, I’m able to feel what he’s been packing underneath.

  “Why am I the only one naked?” I ask breathily.

  Forest quickly does the man move––pulling his shirt off one-handed, making my stomach tighten. I reach for his waistband, but he bats my hands away.

  “Not yet. I want to taste you, and if you get my pants down, I’m not going to be able to hold off getting inside you. I’ve wanted you all morning. Hell, even longer if I’m being completely honest,” he informs me as he sinks to his knees.

  His hands glide down my waist to rest on my hips as his lips press against my skin. He kisses his way down my stomach, coming to a stop inches from my clit. Anticipation builds in my belly, tightening my core. I’ve never been this turned on by someone merely kissing me. Not without some kind of titillation.

  Damn. Forest has skills. If he can do this much with only light kisses, my mind might fucking explode when he does more.

  “I fucking love how soft your skin is,” he groans, flexing his fingers before tightening them on my hips again. “But I can’t wait to taste you,” he whispers into my pelvic bone.

  Forest pushes my hips back until I’m sitting on the the leather sofa then he forces my legs apart with his body as he scoots between my spread legs. Releasing my hips, his hands take their sweet time sliding down to my apex. I moan, already needing a release. His head dips, putting his mouth inches from my center, and he pauses. The warmth of his heated breath blowing on my pussy sends heat radiating through me.

  “Forest,” I plead, reaching for him.

  “What do you need, my little minx?” he questions, his thumbs barely grazing my pussy. “Does this help?”

  All I can manage is a whimper.

  “What about...this?” With the tip of his tongue, he very slowly and very deliberately licks his way up my lips, coming to a stop at my clit.

  My hips buck, my body begging to keep his mouth there, and I know he’s not going to have to do much more for me to cum. Forest repeats that move twice before locking onto my clit and pulling the little nub into his mouth, sucking hard.

  “Forest, please! I’m about to cum. I need to cum,” I beg him.

  Forest growls, and before I know it, I’m right on the edge of my orgasm, the pressure just needing a little push. He must anticipate what I need because his fingers invade my core, and I cry out as I cum. He pumps them a few more times, dragging out the remaining aftershocks of my orgasm.

  “God that was fucking beautiful, Jax. I’m so fucking hard right now,” Forest tells me, rising to his feet.

  Energy spent, I try to sit up but only make it to my elbows. Forest’s knowing grin is mischievous, and I realize he’s not done with me yet.

  “We don’t have much time right now, but I have to have you. And after watching that, I’m not going to last long.”

  “Forest, I’ve wanted you since the day you walked into my shop. I don’t care if our first time is fast. I know next time we’ll be sure to take it slow.”

  His pants quickly fall to the ground. As he climbs onto the couch above me, he holds himself up, not making any contact with my body. I want to scream. Every nerve in my body is firing in need and want. His brows furrow, as if he's debating with himself.

  “Whatever is going on in your head, tell me. I’m not sure if my sanity will hold out if you don't penetrate me soon,” I inform him in the politest way possible.

  “I don't have a condom. Hell, I don't even have any here at all. I haven't had sex since before Ella came to live with me.”

  “I’m covered, and I haven't had sex in a while, either, as I’m sure you could tell. If you’d rather wait, we can stop now, and I’ll go play with myself in my room. But I’d rather come again with you inside me,” I say, arching my back so my breasts are front and center.

  “You have toys, or do you use your fingers?” he asks on a growl, his head lowering enough that his tongue flicks my nipple.

  “Both,” I reply on a moan. “Next time, I’ll let you watch as I play, or maybe we can both play.” My breath hitches as he sucks the nipple into his mouth, hardening it to a peak.

  My nipple remains between his teeth as he mumbles, “Oh that can be arranged.”

  “Forest, I want your cock inside me. I’m about to cum again. Please fuck me.”

  That's all the encouragement he needs. I start leaning back, making sure his mouth stays locked on my nipple. When my back is flat on the sofa, I reach for his cock and line him up with my entrance. His hard, thick length slides into my tight pussy, stretching me in all the right places. Even when I think he's in as far as he can go, he's able to inch a little further.

  Forest releases my nipple with a pop as he pulls out of me. He slowly slides back in to his hilt as a mewling sound escapes my throat. I bring my hands up to cup and fondle my breasts, making sure my nipples are easily accessible to his mouth.

  Holy fuck! I'm going to cum harder than I did with his mouth!

  My actions spur him on, and this time when he pulls out, he quickly slams back into my drenched pussy. I scream out in pleasure, my orgasm coming in waves as he pounds into me until he finally releases his load in me. Forest continues pumping until he's expended every drop of cum and collapses on top of me.

  “Damn, that was fucking unbelievable,” Fo
rest murmurs as he tries to push off me without falling off the couch.

  “Holy fuck, Forest. I’ve never cum so hard in my life. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to walk right for a week,” I tell him on a long exhale.

  Forest chuckles. “I’d love to keep you this sated and worn out. I didn't think you could get any more gorgeous, but you did. Seeing you glistening after we’ve fucked is a glorious sight. I can't wait to see you when we actually have more time to enjoy each other.” He takes a deep breath. “I was going to see if you wanted me to ask my parents to watch Ella tonight.”

  “I’d rather her be here, if you don't mind. I know what I said about not fooling around with her here, but maybe after she goes to sleep––if you're not exhausted––we could have another round. This time in a bed.” I wink at him, making him smirk.

  “I’m game for changing the rules if you are. Just so you know, I’m not opposed to Ella's suggestion of you moving in. There's plenty of room here, and it wouldn't be hard to mingle your things with ours. You don't have to decide right now. Just...think about it,” he adds as he moves to stand. “You want another shower?” he asks, holding out his hand.

  Did I hear him right? He just asked me to move in? Holy shitballs. Yes!!! Wait...I can’t be that eager.

  Taking his hand, I get to my feet. “I could shower again. Want to conserve water?” Before I know it, Forest has me halfway down the hall to his bedroom.

  I stumble trying to keep up with him. Stopping, he turns back for me, picking me up in a fireman’s carry, and hauls me the rest of the way. He sets me down next to his shower and steps in. This is the first time I’ve been anywhere close to his bedroom, and I want to to peek around, but his shower is too fucking cool looking. It has a glass outside wall that you step around to enter the tiled area. When the water is at the temperature he wants, he steps back out, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward him.

  Fuck I’m getting horny again. Wonder if he’s ready for round two now?

  Chapter 11

  Forest

  Damn. That was seriously the best fucking sex I’ve ever had in my life, and I want fucking more. My appetite has only been whetted. I want to take Jax again, and by the look in her eyes, she’s down for another round too. The look of lust is palpable and hangs between us like we are animals rutting. But I don’t have time. I’ve got to get to Belladonna. Plus, she needs time and space to think over my offer. I don’t think she expected me to have the balls to actually ask her to move in permanently.

  We move toward the shower.

  Jax moans as she steps under the water, and I bite my lip, wanting to groan myself. Finally! Having her in my shower with the water pouring down on her glistening skin is a wet dream come true for me. Picking up the soap, I squeeze a little in my hand and start to lather it up.

  The blissful look on her face is to die for, and I hate to break her reverie, but I really want to run my hands over that gorgeous body.

  “You want to turn around, and I’ll wash your back?” I ask, watching her carefully.

  Opening her eyes, she focuses on me then turns to face the wall. I crowd in on her, massaging the soap into her shoulders, kneading the muscles, and feeling her melt against me.

  “I want my hands all over your body, especially since I didn’t get to touch you very much earlier...and not the way I wanted to,” I whisper into her ear.

  “Then have me,” she replies, a smirk on her lips as she undulates under my deft touch. I’m going to be so fucking late, but it’s going to be so worth it. I comply, letting my hands roam, massage, and caress every inch of her, leaving nothing untouched.

  As I work downward, I can feel the heat radiating from between her legs, and I’m half tempted to take her again. My cock hardens just thinking about filling her to the brim once more. Jax, however, has other plans, and turning quickly, she runs her tongue over her lips and watches my eyes as she drops to her knees. There is no denying her want––and my need. It’s fucking hot seeing her licking the tip of my cock before taking my length down her throat. Damn––she has mad skills. Between her hand cupping my balls, and the other grabbing my shaft so she can control every movement, I’m putty in her hands, and she knows it. She smiles, pushing me to the precipice, driving me wild. Pressure builds in my lower back as she tries to draw my orgasm out of me, sucking and working me furiously. The suction is brutal. Now I know how a milkshake feels when you’re sucking the thick liquid up the straw.

  “Jax, if you don’t stop, baby, I’m going to cum,” I moan, bracing my hands against the wall. She tugs on my balls a bit harder and slightly drags her teeth up my shaft before nibbling on my tip and sliding back down. And just like that, I lose control. “Jax,” I roar as my cum shoots out of my shaft. My head falls forward, and my eyes close while Jax pulls every drop of cum out of me, swallowing it all.

  Holy fuck!

  I groan.

  “You taste amazing.” Jax licks her lips before biting her bottom one, and I realize that's one of her tells.

  Earlier, when she wasn't sure if she could tell me she wanted to fuck, she was biting her bottom lip. Hot damn, she's horny again! Did sucking me off make her hotter? Wetter?

  “Does my little minx need to cum again?” I growl.

  Jax nods, a sultry expression filling her features, and damn if it’s not sexy as hell. Especially as she moves her hands up and down her body. One hand glides slowly up her torso to her breast where she begins toying with her nipple. At the same time, she slides her other hand down to her clit, adding a little friction. Her eyes stay locked on mine, taunting me to do something.

  Sonofaholyfuckinghell. I feel my cock stir just watching her, but it’s not enough to harden. Not yet.

  My eyes widen at the sight of her playing with herself in front of me, and damn...I’m torn between watching her get herself off and doing the job myself.

  “Forest,” she moans, and I can't simply watch anymore.

  If she's going to cum, it's going to be on my fingers, since my cock isn't hard enough yet. I grab the hand from her clit, bringing her fingers to my mouth and sucking her juices from each one. Jax’s breath hitches as I invade her space once again, pinning her against the tile.

  Removing the last finger from my mouth I place her hand on her breast. “This one needs attention too. I want you cuming on my fingers, not yours. After you come, I’m going to drink all of your juices. Just like you did mine.”

  Gliding my hand down her wet torso, I stop at her apex. When her eyes lock on mine, I slide one finger along her clit, giving her the friction she craves before pushing into her pussy. She cries out then gasps when I pump my finger again, grinding the palm of my hand into her clit before adding yet another finger to the mix.

  “Is this what you need, my little minx?” I demand, fingering her faster as she whimpers her agreement. Her body begins to go slack the closer she gets to her orgasm. “Don’t you dare stop playing with your tits. I want your nipples hard as rocks again. If I’m going to be late for work, I want you fully sated until I get home tonight.”

  Her whimpers turn to a mewling sound, and I know she’s about to cum hard. Picking up the speed, I add a third finger and press a little harder on her clit before latching on to one of those perky, pink nipples. I suck long and hard, flicking the nipple with my tongue as she tugs on the other. Jax cums hard, screaming my name again, and it echoes in the room. Releasing her breast, I slide down her body until my mouth is at her center. I take my time lapping up all the juices flowing out of her pussy.

  Jax slumps against the wall, spent. I turn off the water, grab a towel, and wrap it around her. When she’s dry, I pick her up and carry her to my bed. Her eyes are barely able to stay open.

  “Forest,” she murmurs. “I’ve never cum that many times, or that hard, in my life.” Her eyes close, and I lean down to kiss her.

  “It fucking rocked my world too, Jax. When I get home tonight, I want you in my bed, so I can hold you in my arms.” My forehead touch
es hers as I take a breath, knowing what I’m about to say is too soon, but it feels right. So. Damn. Right. “You’ve had my heart from the beginning. I love you, Jax,” I whisper, pulling the covers over her and kissing her one more time.

  I’m moving away from the bed when I hear, “I love you too, Forest,” in her very drowsy voice.

  Glancing over my shoulder, I find her eyes still closed, and she’s rolled onto her side. My heart hammers in my chest, and I have to admit, it’s not just from hearing those words. It’s from seeing her in my bed. It’s where she belongs. Pulling myself away from her, I make it back into the bathroom and quickly shower. I’m late, and I hate being late. But I won’t deny that having Jax sated and in my bed is worth all the shit my friends are going to give me when I get to Belladonna.

  I kiss Jax one more time before turning to leave my room. She looks so peaceful and happy, even in her sleep. If I could slip back in bed and cuddle with her, I would.

  Cuddle. I can finally cuddle with Jax.

  Even when she's hung out with Ella and me after baking, she’s never cuddled with me. Only Ella, and I’m always envious of my daughter. A buzzing sounds from the other room, pulling my attention from the picture of perfection in my bed. With one last long look at Jax, I exit my room in search of the phone going off.

  I find my phone as three more texts come in.

  Calla: What sounds good today? I’m not sure what I had planned for today's menu is going to hit the spot.

  Trey: Aren't we doing something with chicken?

  Wes: That's what she was thinking. But she's not feeling so hot. She's drinking a ginger ale and eating some crackers. Something didn't agree with her.

  Trey: That's not good. What about soup and sandwiches today?

  Calla: That could work. Since its it's not hot out, and we could get rain, let's do it. Three or four soups and maybe five different sandwiches.

  Forest: I could make mini cupcakes or cookies. What sounds better with soup & sandwiches?