I shivered from the way her breath hit my ear. I was so drunk on mixed drinks and Jax that I didn’t notice she had grabbed my hand until I was being dragged across the room.
She brought me into the restaurant area of the bar, which was much quieter than the spot we had been in just a minute ago. “I didn’t tell them, because it’s not my place to tell. I know you haven’t kissed many people, so this was a big deal. Which brings me to my question. Are you okay with what happened? At the moment, it seemed like the best solution, but I realized maybe I should have given you more warning. You’re not the kind of girl that goes around kissing just anyone, and I should have been more respectful of that.”
I wanted to tell Jax she wasn’tjust anyone, but that felt way too honest. “No. It’s okay. It was… it was nice.”
“It was, wasn’t it?” There was something about Jax’s smile that was different than usual. The question running through my mind was answered when she looked at my lips before licking hers.
Okay. This was happening. Again. I was going to kiss Jax. Again. This time it wasn’t to make someone jealous. This time…
“Hey, ladies, we’re about to head out.”
My brother’s booming voice caused me to jump away from Jax. Now that the moment was broken, I could think rationally and realize what a bad idea it would have been to kiss Jax when we were both drunk at the bar. If we were going to kiss again, I wanted it to be when we were both sober and able toactuallydiscuss what we were doing andwhywe were doing it.
“Can I go with you?” The question slipped out before I could really think about what I was asking, but it wasn’t a bad idea. I needed to distance myself from Jax. At least, until I was sober. “I should probably just stay at home tonight. I can sleep in my old room. That way, Jax doesn’t have to sleep on the couch again.”
“I really don’t mind,” Jax answered quickly.
She had a guilty look on her face which probably meant she thought she had done something wrong, so I needed to reassure her that wasn’t the case.Shehadn’t done anything wrong. It was me and my stupid feelings. “It’s fine. I should go check on Speck anyway. I kind of feel bad that we left him there. I’ll see you all tomorrow when you come for the cookout.”
The expression on Jax’s face relaxed. “That’s true. Give our boy a kiss for me.”
I nodded, because that was something I could do. That was someone I could kiss without needlessly complicating things. That was the only way this night could end.
Chapter 13
There’s a knock on my bedroom door, but before I have the chance to ask who it is, the door opens. Jax stands in the open doorway with her wet hair pulled back into a ponytail and wearing only a robe. My mouth waters as I think about what’s under (or what’snotunder) that robe.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I ask, unable to hide the quiver in my voice.
“I’m doing what I should have done a long time ago.” Jax pushes the door shut with her foot and saunters toward me like a woman on a mission.
I swallow hard as she crawls onto my bed. “Wh-what is that?”
“This.” Jax’s body is now on top of mine, and without another word, she brings her lips to mine.
Fireworks erupt behind my eyes as we kiss just like we did at the color run. Except, this time, while we kiss, Jax’s hands touch every part of my body. She’s like a feral animal in heat who doesn’t know where to start.
She moves her lips from mine and starts licking my face.
I grip her ass and try to pull her down. “Lower, Jax, please. I need you.”
I need that tongue to lick down the length of my whole body, but for some reason, she’s stuck on my face. Why won’t she stop licking my face?
“Jax, please,” I beg.
I was awoken by my own voice, and when I opened my eyes, I found Speck lying on top of me, licking aggressively at my face. “Shit.”
Did I really just have a sex dream about Jax? If the pulsing of my center was anything to go by, I most definitely did. I had no idea how I was supposed to get out of bed right now, let alone go about my day as if nothing had happened.
It’d been forever since I touched myself, but desperate times called for desperate measures. My hand slowly moved down my stomach and into my pants. I gasped when I realized how wet I was. All ofthatfrom a dream?Damn.
I circled my finger over my already hardening clit and hummed under my breath at my own touch. I closed my eyes and Jax’s face immediately popped into my mind. It felt wrong to picture my friend and roommate while doing this, but I didn’t have a choice. I needed release and this was how I was going to get it.
I ran my fingers through my folds before bringing them back to my clit. As I entered myself with one finger, I brought my other hand up to my breast and pinched my nipple. Jax’s smiling face stared back at me from behind my closed eyelids, causing me to get even more wet.
I summoned the Jax from my dream and imagined that robe falling from her body. I removed my very wet finger from inside of myself and ran it through my folds again. I thought about the kiss from the day before as I moved two fingers to my opening and pushed them deep inside. My mind jumped back and forth between the kiss and Jax in only a robe as I fucked myself with my fingers. It was such a freeing experience to let loose like this. As my orgasm built, my mind cleared of all worries. My body tingled, my toes curled, and my muscles contracted. My heart rate and breathing picked up as an intensejolt of pleasure shot through me followed by the world’s most earth-shattering orgasm.
“Oh my fucking god,” I whispered under my breath.Did that really just happen?