I wake up the next morning to the smell of bacon frying, making my stomach growl loudly. It makes me realise that I barely ate anything yesterday. When I look up, I see Jax walking down the hallway towards me with a tray in his hands, but what really catches my attention is the fact that he is only in his boxers. I loved his body before, but his time at the gym with Ryan has both bulked him out and toned him up. Fuck, if I don’t want to run my tongue along the ridges of his new six-pack and deeper V line right now.
“Stop looking at me like that, baby,” he warns, as he places the tray down on the bed and gets himself sat next to me.
“I’m sorry…it’s just…fuck.” I reach out and run my fingers over his stomach.
“Shit, baby, you can’t do that. This is hard enough as it is.”
I glance down at his crotch as he says this, and can’t help but laugh. “You don’t say!” When I look back up to his face, he is just glaring at me.
“Eat your breakfast, you pain in the arse!”
He doesn’t need to ask me twice. I grab one of the plates of grease he brought in and wolf it down.
“God, I needed that!” I say, and look over to his plate to see he’s only just over halfway through.
I look up to his face, then back down to his plate again. He can see exactly what I’m thinking. “Go on,” he says, smiling at me. I reach my hand out and grab the hash brown that is still on his plate, and take a bite. I can’t help but groan. I love them, but only allow myself the indulgence every so often. “Fuck, Abs, really?” Jax actually sounds like he is pain as he says this. “I’ve got to let your body recover; stop teasing me.” I just shrug at him and continue eating his hash brown as quietly as possible.
Chapter Four
Jax
“Jax, I really want a shower,” Abbi says as I walk into the bedroom with a drink for each of us.
“You know where it is, baby. Help yourself.” When she doesn’t say anything, I turn to face her, “What?”
“I’m not confident that I’ll be able to hold myself up long enough.” I can see her trying not to smile as she says this. The corners of her mouth are twitching.
“I can run you a bath instead.”
“No. that will take too long. I just want a quick wash. Will you help me?” Her smile breaks with that.
“Are you doing this on purpose to torture me?”
“No, I’m serious about wanting help. The torturing part is just an added bonus for me!”
I let out a huff, resigning myself to the pain this is going to cause me. “Now?”
“Please,” she says, smiling sweetly.
I get up off the bed and head into the en suite to get the shower warmed up for her, and a couple of big fluffy towels ready. I put all her toiletries in here yesterday when I unpacked her stuff, so I grab everything she may need and place it in the shower. I turn around to go and get her, to find she is already here. She is leaning up against the doorframe, intently watching me.
“I was just coming to get you.”
“I’m already here.”
“I can see that! Come on, the shower is ready.”
I take a big breath before I head towards her and begin helping her out of her pyjamas. The moment I pull her top over her head and reveal her perfect tits, my already hardening cock from just the thought of being naked with her jumps straight to attention. I try to focus my efforts on helping her remove her trousers and underwear while she leans on my shoulders for balance.
“Fuck, you’re even more perfect than I remember,” I whisper, when I stand in front of her.
“Jax, this is painful for me as well you know. I want you just as badly.”
I just groan at her words before stripping off my boxers and walking us both into the shower.
I make quick work of washing her, mainly so I can get this over with for both our sakes, but also because I can see her fading fast. My girl is still exhausted. She should be resting, not turning me on astronomical levels in the shower with her naked body. Once I’m done, I carefully pull her out of the shower, wrap her in a towel and lift her into my arms so I can carry her to the bedroom. She wraps one arm around my neck and rests her head on my shoulder. I love how content she makes me feel in that moment. I think I fall a little more in love with her right then.
I place her down on the bed, then put her bag next to her so she can sort herself out with minimal effort.
“Shit, can you pass me my phone, please?”
“Sure,” I say handing it to her, “What’s up, baby?”
“I need to text Molly to get me a few things.” I must look offended that she hasn’t asked me to do it, so she goes on to explain. “I’ve only got tiny knickers left,” she says, hanging a tiny red thong off her finger, making me swallow a groan at the thought of her wearing it, “And I need something a little more…uh…fuck it, more granny pant style to cope with the size of the sanitary towels I’ve got to wear. I need more of them, too!” I can’t help it - the look of disgust on her face as she says granny pants has me bent over laughing. “Oh yeah, laugh it up!” she mutters, as she begins texting Molly.
“Why are you still laughing at me?” she asks with a pout when she puts her phone back down and looks up to my amused face. “They’re not exactly sexy, are they?” she says, making me want to laugh again, but I just about manage to hold it in.
“Baby, you look sexy to me in anything. You could wear the biggest knickers on the planet, and I’d still want you.” I’m still stood with just a towel around my waist, so there is no mistaking what the thought of her, even in her granny pants, as she calls them, does to me.
“Jax?” she says, looking up through her lashes at me.
“Yes, baby?”
“Will you do something for me?”
“Anything, you know that.”
As I stand waiting for her to tell me what she needs, I watch her slide her underwear back on and lie back on the bed. Her eyes are full of passion and her nipples are pointing straight at me, just begging for my attention, but I know I need to let her rest. Fuck, this is pure hell. Her gaze wanders over my exposed skin before she looks up from under her lashes at me and wets her lips slowly.
“Touch yourself. Show me how you bring yourself pleasure when I’m not around,” she says in a low, sexy voice.
“Fuck, baby.”
“I want you so bad, Jax, but I can barely do more than keep my eyes open right now, so I want to watch. I want to watch your body come apart while you think about me.”
I bring my hand up to my neck as the words she has just spoken register in my lust filled brain. What the fuck did I do to deserve a woman like her? She’s pure magic. I let my eyes run down her body, before locking them on to hers as I begin to give her what she wants. Who am I to refuse a lady what she wants?
I slowly let my hand move down my chest and abs until it finally hits the towel around my waist. The further my hand has descended, the faster Abbi’s breathing has got. I swear I could explode with one touch of my hand if I’m not careful. It’s been way too long since we’ve been together. Her eyes break from mine as the towel plumes to the floor and gathers at my feet. She sucks in a breath as her eyes focus in on my rock hard cock. I grasp it in my hand and slowly work it up and down, desperately trying to keep my eyes open to look at her laid out before me.
“Come here,” she whispers in a deep, gravelly voice.
I walk over to the side of the bed and stand next to her, but that obviously wasn’t what she had in mind, because she gestures for me to straddle her legs, which I do willingly. Anything to be able to touch her. As soon as I’m settled, her hands come to my thighs and push me that much closer to my release. I know she is close from just watching me, because I can feel her rocking her hips and squeezing her legs together. Fuck, it would be so hot if I would make her come from just watching me.
Abbi
Oh my fucking God, when I asked him to do this a few minutes ago I knew it would be hot, but fuck me gently, th
is is something else. I’m half tempted to grab my phone and record it for when I go back home on my own. I’d never need porn again.
I watch his hand stroke his cock with such force that all the muscles in his body are pulled tight. The veins in his arms are standing proud, making me want to lick my way up each of them.
He’s got me so worked up that I think a single touch from him would send me off. My clit is throbbing and my body is prickling with desire. My hips move of their own accord, trying to get some friction to give my body the release it so needs.
“Fuck, baby…fuck, I’ve missed you so much,” he grates out between gritted teeth.
“God, me too. I’m so sorry, Jax. I love you,” I say, as I run my nails down his strong thighs. It is obviously just that little extra push that he needed, because he throws his head back as his whole body flinches, then stills, before he comes hard and shoots his load all over my tits and stomach.
“Fuck, that was hot!” I say to him when he looks back down at me with a smirk.
“Like that, did you? Did it turn you on to watch me get myself off?”
“Uh huh,” is all I can manage.
“I thought so. Your body is begging for me, Abbi. It’s calling out for my touch, for my attention. How close are you to coming, baby? Do you think I could do it by barely touching you?”
“Oh God,” I groan and nod my head at him.
“I think so, too,” he says, before reaching both hands forward and pinching my nipples hard. Before I know what is happening, my orgasm is taking over and my body is pulsating at the pleasure radiating though me.
“Holy shit,” Jax says with a shit-eating grin on his face. “I didn’t think it would be that easy!”
After Jax has cleaned me up and made us new drinks, as our old ones had gone cold, he sits himself on the bed next to me with his laptop to get some work done. I feel awful because he has rearranged a couple of meetings so that he could stay home and look after me today. I assured him I’d be fine, but he insisted. Plus, he’s pretty exhausted himself after everything that’s happened.
He barely gets his document open when the buzzer goes off. He gives me a kiss on the head before getting up and leaving the room. He has put on a pair of jogging bottoms but is still topless. I love watching the muscles in his back flex as he moves.
Moments later, he is back with Ryan and Molly in tow. “Hey sis, how you doing?” Ryan asks as soon as he steps though the doorway.
“Fine, just exhausted.”
“He’d better be looking after you properly,” he says, looking in Jax’s direction.
I can’t help the image of what we were up to not so long ago popping into my head. “Oh yeah, he’s looking after me alright!” I mutter with a smile that makes Molly smirk at me knowingly, and Ryan growl.
“Do you two want a drink?” Jax asks, trying to change the subject.
“Have you got decaf tea?” Molly asks.
“Uh no, sorry. Might have some fruit tea, though.”
“Yeah that’ll do. Ryan, go help him and give us girls some peace, yeah?”
“I think we’re being kicked out,” Ryan mutters to Jax as they both turn to leave.
“Here you go, sexy knickers, as you requested.”
“Ugh, this sucks!” I complain as I pull them out of the bag.
“How are you doing? I take it everything is okay with Jax.”
“I’m doing okay. Everything happens for a reason, right? The baby was never meant to be, and I’m okay with that. I mean, it’s not like I am in the right place in my life right now to have one, and weirdly it has pulled me out of the pit of misery I found myself in. It’s given me a good slap around the face, and showed me what is really important in life. I’ve got the man I love back by my side, and I couldn’t be happier about that. I was stupid to think that what we had wasn’t good enough, because in all honesty it’s amazing, and he is everything to me. Mum will just have to get over it. I know she will because she loves me, but I’ve come to realise over the past two days that that is her issue to deal with, not mine. This is my life, and I will live it as I see fit. I love him with everything I am, Molly, and no one, not even my mother, is going to ruin that for me. I deserve happiness.” I state proudly, then look up to see that Molly has tears streaming down her face. “Shit, I didn’t mean to upset you. Here,” I say, passing her a tissue that I’ve needed to have on hand the last couple of days.
“Sorry, I’m just so proud of you, Abs. We’ve been trying to tell you this for months, but being a stubborn witch you haven’t listened to a word. But you’ve finally figured it out,” she says, wiping her eyes.
“Thanks, I think,” I say with a laugh, making her join me.
“What is it with you two and the laughing slash crying thing you seem to have going on?”
“Hormones,” Molly, Ryan and I all say at the same time, causing more laughter.
“Women!” Jax states, as he places my mug down next to me.
“Jax, I’m sorry to ask, but is there any chance you could be in work tomorrow afternoon? I’ve got something I want to run by you. Say, two o’clock? Abbi, you’re more than welcome to come too if you need a change of scenery,” Molly says.
“Uh yeah, sure. You could just tell me now, though!”
“No, I’ve got a few things to figure out first.”
After we have all chatted for a bit and finished our drinks, Molly clears away all our mugs and does the washing up, completely ignoring Jax’s telling off about her doing it.
“Right, come on, let’s leave these love birds in peace,” she announces as she walks back into the bedroom. “Jax, make sure she rests,” she adds with a wink, causing me to laugh and Ryan to groan once again. I know it’s evil to wind him up, but it’s too damn funny not to. I really don’t think he likes the idea of his little sister having sex!
Once Jax has seen our visitors out, he comes back and settles down next to me with his laptop again. He tells me to get some rest, but I can’t help but watch him work. I love watching him create his artwork. His talent blows me away. Within minutes, what was a blank page looks stunning. I wish I had just a fraction of his creativity. My artistic skills really are limited to that of a primary classroom. Hell, even some of the kids I’ve taught have been miles better than me. It’s embarrassing, really. I’m in complete awe of the work he and Molly create. I wake up every morning, looking at the drawing of Jax that Molly did months ago. It is by far my favourite possession, closely followed by my hair straighteners! Being able to look at his sexy body in such detail has always made me feel closer to him, even with the miles that have been between us, both physically and emotionally, over the past months.
The click of his mouse and the tapping of his keys eventually lull me to sleep.
Yesterday was Ryan’s birthday, and to celebrate, Molly organised a surprise weekend for him. She has actually organised for our mum and dad to come down tomorrow to spend the weekend with him. Things have been a little strained in our family since Mum made Molly run away from our house in Liverpool after she overheard Mum telling Ryan what she thought of her. Ryan is refusing to forgive Mum for what she said, which I totally understand. It’s one of the reasons I don’t want her meeting Jax. I don’t know the ins and outs of Molly’s family, but I know she doesn’t talk to her parents and she is keen to keep our family together, so she stuck her neck out last week and actually rang our mum. And, much to Liv’s and my utter shock, she actually agreed to spend the weekend in Oxford with us all. Liv and I are heading to theirs today for a night in, then they are joining us tomorrow morning. As far as I know, we have all managed to keep it secret from Ryan, so he is not expecting any of us.
I spoke to Molly earlier, and she told me she was having the day off work so she could get the house ready for guests. She happened to mention that Jax is in the office all day on his own, so that is where I am heading now. I had a lecture this morning, and as soon as we were dismissed, I ran straight for my car and headed so
uth. We haven’t seen each other since last weeken,d when he booked us a surprise break at a boutique hotel in Yorkshire due to me being so busy with uni and school work, so I am dying to see him. I miss him so much. He knows I’m coming, but I told him I wouldn’t be there until early evening. I cannot wait to surprise him.
It’s just after three o’clock when I pull up in the car park behind Cocoa’s coffee shop, which is below the office Jax works in. I check my reflection in the sun visor mirror and change my shoes before making quick work of getting out the car and heading towards the door. It’s unlocked like I was expecting, so I quietly open it then lock it behind me, before I start sneaking up the stairs as quietly as I can. When I turn the corner at the top, my eyes instantly lock on to Jax’s back. He looks to be totally engrossed in what he is doing on his computer. I watch him work for a few seconds before I continue over to him until I’m stood right behind him.
I lean forward and run my hands down his shoulders and chest before whispering in his ear, “You shouldn’t leave the door unlocked; anyone could walk in and try to have their way with you.” He jumps and goes to move away from my touch, but he almost instantly relaxes when he realises it’s me.
“You’re here,” he says, as I start to kiss his neck.
“I am. I wanted to surprise you.”
“You did that, baby,” he says, spinning round on his chair and pulling me on to his lap so he can kiss me.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he says between pants when he pulls back. His chest is rising and falling harshly, and I can feel his hard cock against my arse and I’ve only kissed him.
“So I see,” I say, as I grind my arse into him, making him groan.
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