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  Why the hell is Jaxon having secret conversations with Jimmy in the middle of a drive-in lot?

  I don’t have much time to contemplate this because Jaxon is climbing back into the bed of the truck.

  “Sorry about how long that took.”

  “Is everything okay?” I ask. I want to see if he’ll lie to me or tell me the truth.

  “Yeah. The bathroom line just took forever and then I ran into two guys from school. We got to talking and I couldn’t just walk away. How was the rest of the movie?”

  I exhale in relief. I was worrying for nothing.

  “It was cute. We should definitely rent it when it comes to DVD.”

  He smiles so wide at my words and I’m confused by his happiness.

  “What are you smiling about?”

  “Oh, nothing, just the fact that you said we should rent this when it comes to DVD.”

  I’m so confused on why this would make him smile.

  “Yeah… so?”

  “So, that means you expect we’ll be together when this comes to DVD. I like that idea.”

  I feel my cheeks warm from embarrassment. I wasn’t even aware I expected us to be together until he just said it. He was right though. When I think about the future, I picture him there. I hope he’s there.

  I try and change the subject so that his focus won’t be completely on me.

  “Why are so many people leaving?”

  I’m genuinely curious because so many vehicles are pulling out and exiting the car lot.

  “A lot of families come just for the first show. They have young children who aren’t old enough to see the second flick.”

  I nod in understanding.

  By the time the second movie starts there’s maybe thirty vehicles left in the lot. We have a good ten spaces between the next vehicle and us. We adjust our positions so we’re lying down now on the mattress. Jaxon is flat on his back with his head propped up on pillows. I’m laying on my side, my hand draped over his stomach and my head on his chest.

  The movie starts off good. Just the right amount of action and violence.

  Jaxon has a hand wrapped around me and he’s rubbing circles on the small of my back. The motion is making me sleepy and I adjust my body to get more comfortable. I hitch my leg over his waist so the left side of me is draped over him. I angle my head so I can still see the movie.

  We watch as Vin takes out a few members of a drug cartel at a strip club. Once they are no longer an issue, he grabs one of the strippers and walks her back to a private room.

  The woman is dressed in very little. She is wearing a strip of material on her bottom that is supposed to be a skirt, but when she turns around you can see her ass cheeks and the dental floss thong going up her crack.

  A lace bra covers her fake boobs. His character sits down on a sofa in the private room, and the woman straddles his lap. A few words are exchanged and then they are going at it.

  Sex scenes in movies are the norm, but my body’s reaction to this one isn’t. I don’t know if it’s because I’m with Jaxon and we haven’t had sex yet, but my body is completely turned on. Jaxon tenses under me as he applies more pressure on the small of my back. He’s rubbing me more firmly, his circles becoming larger.

  I feel his hand graze the top of my butt, covered only by the thin material of my sundress. With every stroke his hand goes lower and lower. I let out a quiet moan when he squeezes my butt gently.

  I can feel him start to stir to life under my leg and I’m desperate for him. I lift my head to look up at him and he’s watching me, and only me. The movie is just background noise now. Our eyes are locked on one another, but he doesn’t make a move. I think deep down inside I know he won’t, which means I need to make the move.

  Screw the movie. He’s set up such a romantic evening and we’re secluded in the bed of his truck. This is the perfect moment.

  I use my hands to pull myself up so we’re face to face. I purposely don’t say a word as I lower my mouth and start to kiss him.

  His lips are soft and I can taste the beer that still lingers on his lips. He doesn’t hesitate to kiss me back. I surrender control of the kiss, letting him take what he wants from me.

  His tongue slips in my mouth and I can’t help but groan in gratitude. My hands slip into his hair, pulling, tugging, trying to urge him on. He must get the hint because in the next second we’re flipped over, and my back is on the mattress. My legs immediately go up and around his torso.

  I can feel his erection right where I need it and I know with certainty, I can’t wait any longer. I lower my hands to start undoing his jeans and this is where Jaxon stops.

  He kisses me for a few more seconds, his kiss becoming less urgent as he moves his hips away from mine. When he releases my lips I’m panting and looking up at him, confused.

  “Why are you stopping?” I pant.

  “We’re not doing this,” he says huskily. The sound of his voice throws me off. I look his body over again, and realize I was wrong. His eyes are hooded and intense, his breathing uneven, and his large friend in his pants is still saluting me.

  Maybe he’s not as in control as I thought.

  “Not here, not in the back of my truck, Tessa.”

  Knowing I only have a few seconds to change his mind, I grab his shirt and pull him on top of me again. He lets me, but I can tell he is going to try and resist my actions. I do the only thing I know that will change his mind, and surprisingly, it feels right saying it.

  I bring my lips to his and whisper, “Make love to me, Jaxon. Right here. Right now. Take my body and make it yours. I want you to own me.”

  Chapter Eight

  You’re Mine

  My lips rest on his as our eyes meet, I can tell he’s looking for some kind of confirmation behind my eyes. He must see what he wants, because the next thing I know his lips are crashing onto mine.

  He’s forceful, his mouth molding into mine. His tongue comes out to lick my lower lip and I bite his tongue gently. This gets the reaction I want, and he becomes an animal.

  His hands are everywhere as I move mine to the front of his jeans. I unfasten them in record timing and start to lower them from his body. He helps me and when his jeans are off, he moves his hands to the bottom of my dress. His hands are urgent as he raises the dress up and over my body.

  “Jaxon,” I moan, his lips moving to the top of my breasts. I watch him as he sucks my sensitive skin into his mouth, leaving love bites all over my chest.

  I feel like a teenager again.

  While he’s devouring my breasts, his hand moves to my panties, slowly rubbing my clit over the thin material.

  “Oh… fuck, yes,” I scream as he blocks my mouth with his hand. I completely forgot where we were. I look around and realize no one heard me or can see us. The walls of the truck are high enough, and we’re far enough away that no one can see inside.

  Jaxon sees me look around and he grabs a blanket and lays it over us, never stopping his assault on my body.

  I can feel my release building. Two weeks has been too long, and my body is screaming for him to finish and bring it to ecstasy.

  My hands reach for the bottom of his t-shirt and I pull it off him, temporarily taking his lips and hands off my body.

  I move my hands to his chest and kiss his neck, his shoulders, his chest, before he pulls my mouth back up to his for a kiss.

  His hands are rough on my body, creating bursts of tingles everywhere. My nipples are hard and my clit is throbbing in abandonment.

  He pulls my panties off and then I watch him remove his boxers. He looks at me adoringly before lowering his head to mine.

  “This isn’t how I wanted to do this,” he mumbles, kissing the side of my mouth. His hands lower to caress my breasts. “I wanted to take my time, worship every part of your body.”

  His words make me groan in anticipation and his mouth lowers to suck on my nipple. He moves to suck and bite gently on my other nipple, before teasing my breasts wi
th his fingers.

  He moves to kiss me again, adjusting his hips in between mine, I can feel his cock teasing my entrance and I want him to plunge forward.

  “Are you mine?” Jaxon gently thrusts his hips, letting his cock slide between my slit, teasing my pussy.

  “Yes,” I whisper.

  “Good. I’m going to show you how well I treat what’s mine.”

  His hips move backward and then he is thrusting forward inside me.

  “Fuck,” I groan as I feel him stretch me, filling me completely.

  This isn’t sex, or making love, this is fucking at its finest. This is two people who have a connection that is no longer deniable. Two people who can no longer stay apart. My body needs him. My heart needs him. I need him.

  My legs are wrapped around his waist as Jaxon continues to pump inside me. I’m so wound up, and on the verge of going over the edge.

  “God… I want to pull your legs over my shoulders and taste you, let my tongue feel how wet you are for me… but that will have to wait until we get back to my place.”

  His words set me on fire, and when his hand moves to rub my clit, I explode. I climax hard. I can feel my pussy pulsing around his dick, and with two more thrusts he’s coming inside me, and I’m milking him of every last drop.

  Jaxon lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me gently. His lips soothe away the intensity of my orgasm. My heart races with the overpowering feelings taking over my body.

  When our breathing finally settles, Jaxon rolls off me and pulls me into his side. He kisses my hair and we both turn back to the movie. I have no idea what is going on or what’s happened. The stripper is now dressed, tied to a chair, and Vin Diesel has her at gunpoint.

  “That was amazing,” I breathe out in to the open air.

  “It was. I can honestly say I’ve never had sex in the back of my truck at a drive-in before. We might have to do this more often.”

  I move my hand down his chest and touch his cock. Surprisingly, it’s still semi-hard. I stroke him gently, “Or we could go for round two.”

  He leans over to kiss me; "You’re going to kill me, sunshine.”

  His lips are on mine as I stroke him back to life. We don’t have a chance to get round two going because the sound of car doors closing and engines starting, break us apart. The movie's over and the place is closing. Everyone is getting ready to leave.

  “Shit, I guess the movie's over.” Jaxon hands me my lace underwear and bra and I slip them on under the blanket. I pull my dress over my head, watching Jaxon button the fly of his pants.

  “Best movie ever," I smile at him.

  He moves in to kiss my lips, “I have to agree.”

  We pack up the back of the truck and get in the front. Jaxon starts the engine and we’re out of there, getting away without anyone realizing we just had sex in the back of the truck.

  I don’t even have time to over analyze what happened between us, or wonder if our next conversation is going to be awkward. Jaxon starts talking and it’s as if nothing’s changed.

  We talk about the movie, or what little of it we saw. This brings us to movie stars and how they’re overpaid. He starts talking about how real professions, professions that help people and make them grow, pay very little.

  His mother was a schoolteacher and her wages were barely above the poverty line. I asked him what his dad did for a living, but he wasn’t sure. The man was barely involved in his life. He had two uncles who helped raise him. Both were police officers and both helped keep him out of trouble.

  We make it back to his apartment a little after two in the morning. With it being so late, I’m exhausted. Between work and hanging out with Jaxon everyday, I haven’t gotten a good night sleep the last two weeks.

  “I’m not sure if Ryan’s home. If he is, we’ll just have to be quiet and sneak into my room. If we wake him up, it’ll be hell. He can be a pain in the ass sometimes.”

  “Pain in the ass? That explains why him and Piper get along so well,” I joke. “She’s my best friend, but her sleep patterns are abnormal.”

  We walk into his apartment and it’s pitch black and silent. Jaxon flicks on the light switch and I stand at the doorway while he checks out Ryan’s room.

  “Coast is clear, it’s just us.”

  “Thank goodness,” I murmur to myself, as I toss my shoes off and drop my purse on the floor.

  “I’m so tired.”

  Jaxon walks over to me and picks me up bridal style.

  “Let me take you to bed. I’ll lay you down, ravish you with kisses, and you can fall asleep in my arms.”

  “That sounds great,” I say groggily, yawning into his chest.

  I feel him walk us back to his bedroom and he shuts the door. He places me gently on the bed before taking his clothes off. I’m too tired to watch the show, even though my eyes are begging me to open them. I feel a dip of the bed at my feet, and then Jaxon picks up my foot, kissing my instep.

  I’m so tired, but every kiss helps awaken my body. I feel his lips on my ankle, my calf, and then my knee before he switches to do the same to my other leg. His hands start to make their way up my inner thighs. When he reaches the top of my sundress, his lips leave my body as he pulls the dress up and over me, leaving me in my panties and bra. I open my eyes, almost completely alert. It’s not until I look Jaxon over that I fully awaken. He’s completely naked and his head is moving down to the apex of my thighs.

  “I thought we were going to sleep?”

  His lips move to my pussy as he licks a trail up my slit until he reaches my clit. “I never agreed to that. You said you were tired and I said I would ravish you with kisses, and that’s what I’m doing.”

  His mouth starts kissing my clit, sucking and nipping. I feel the tingling sensation begin and I move my body closer to him, urging him to continue. I start gently thrusting my hips, his tongue coming out to circle my clit.

  It feels so good. In all my sexual experiences, very few guys went down on me. With one-night stands and flings, my only goal was an orgasm. The same would go for my partner so we would look for the fastest way to get each other off. Even Mikey rarely went down. His mouth only ventured that way if I begged him to, but he was more than happy for me to suck him off and I hated it. Blowjobs were never really my thing, but right now, in this moment, it’s all I can think about.

  I want Jaxon in my mouth. I want to suck his long, thick cock. I want to feel him grow inside me, feel him throb, waiting to release in my mouth; I want to taste all he has to give.

  These thoughts bring me over the edge and I scream out my orgasm, thrusting against Jaxon’s tongue. He continues to lick and suck until I’ve come down from the high.

  “You taste so fucking good, Tessa. Fuck, that was hot,” he says huskily. He kisses a trail up my stomach, past my breasts, and to my neck. I tilt my head to give him better access and he kisses the spot, my hotspot, the spot that I swear on my life has a direct line to my pussy.

  I want him.

  I move to sit up and he lets me. I see the confused look on his face.

  “Why are you stopping?”

  Instead of answering, I push him down on the bed so he falls on his back. I straddle his hips and lower my mouth to his. I kiss him with every ounce of passion I have in my body. I can taste myself on his tongue.

  Jaxon groans as his hands slip to my ass. He squeezes and rubs my cheeks before trailing a finger up my crack, teasing my other hole. A foreign hole to me.

  I move my mouth from his and kiss a trail down his body, spending extra attention at his neck, his chest, and his lower stomach. He watches me intensely, never moving his eyes from me as I make my way down to his cock.

  I kiss the head of his erection and look up at Jaxon to make sure this is okay. His head falls back in pleasure.

  “Shit, baby,” he groans.

  I take that as a sign of encouragement and wrap my lips around the head of his cock. My tongue comes out to lick his slit. My tongue makes circles around
his swollen head and he tastes heavenly. Better than anything I could have expected.

  My hands join the party as I wrap one around the base of his erection and the other one plays with his balls. I start bobbing my head, taking him as deep as my throat will let me with out gagging.

  I can feel him get impossibly harder as Jaxon makes the sexiest sounds from the back of his throat. He’s enjoying every minute of attention my mouth is giving him.

  I start to moan in pleasure, too. Who would have thought that pleasuring someone else would get you so hot and bothered, but it does. I’m so turned on by Jaxon right now, and as he starts to thrust himself into my mouth, unable to hold back, I start to think thoughts I shouldn’t.

  I start to imagine a future with this man. Finishing college with him, moving in together, going on vacations, and getting a dog. All of which are full blown commitment images.

  That’s right. I, Tessa Greyson, am imagining a future with someone as I give him the best dam blowjob I’ve ever given.

  “Fucking shit, sunshine, I’m going to come.” He taps my shoulder to get me to move away, but I hold firm, continuing to suck him until I get the first taste of Jaxon’s orgasm on my tongue. He’s coming inside me and I’m sucking and licking every drop. It’s warm and salty, going down my throat, and he tastes fucking amazing.

  His cum is like a natural drug to me. I’m high off the taste of him, buzzed on the smell he gives off, and still tweaking from the last orgasm he gave me.

  I unwillingly release him from my mouth since I’ve sucked him completely dry. He pulls me to him and gives me a sweet kiss on the lips.

  “You are incredible. That was pure perfection. You have a very talented mouth, baby.”

  I smile at his words of adoration. Who needs roses and poems of love when your man tells you your blowjobs are perfection.

  I sigh into his chest and my eyelids start to close. Just like any other rush or high, I’m at the crashing stage and my eyes can barely stay open.

  “I’m baby now?” I murmur into his chest. “What happened to sunshine?”