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CHAPTER 15

JAXON

Bridget strolled across the room and flipped a switch to turn on some low music. I watched her slim, lithe body move from there to the refrigerator. "Soda?" she asked.

"Darlin', there's only one thing I want right now. Come here, beautiful."

She bit her lip coyly as she sashayed to the front room where I was standing. "Oh, Jax," she said as I pulled her into my arms.

"God, I was hard the whole drive over." My mouth trailed along her neck and down to her cleavage. I ran my tongue along the edges of her bikini top. She dropped her head back and held my face against her. I pushed aside the thin fabric of her bikini. Her nipple tightened as I pinched and tugged it between my fingers. She reacted so profoundly to my touch that I had a hard time keeping control.

I kissed her flat stomach and then dropped to my knees. Her bikini bottoms were two small triangles tied on each side. I tugged open the knots on both sides and the bikini dropped to the floor. My mouth pressed against her pussy. She tangled her fingers in my hair as she held me tightly against her mound. My hands wrapped around her ass, and my finger dipped into her tight hole as my tongue pushed its way between the hot folds of her pussy.

Her knees gave way. She held tightly onto me to keep from collapsing. "Jax," she said on a whisper. I pushed to my feet and turned her to face the back of the couch. She knew exactly what I was asking. She braced her hands on the top edge of the couch and jutted out her ass.

I yanked my shirt off and pushed my shorts down. My cock sprang forward, slick and rock hard with wanting her. I leaned down over her, and she shivered with anticipation as I lightly bit her shoulder. Then I playfully slapped her ass. She gasped and pushed her ass higher, wanting more. I spanked her again, and her body trembled with excitement. Seeing her leaned over that couch, begging for more spanking with her round naked ass made me fucking nuts with wanting her. I spanked her once more, leaving a pink mark on her perfect ass cheek. I leaned down and kissed the pink spot gently. She mewled with appreciation, then sucked in a sharp breath as I stood behind her and took firm hold of her hips.

"Oh, Jax, yes, please," she moaned.

I stared down at her gorgeous ass as her hot pussy swallowed every inch of me. A growl of pleasure stuck in my chest and came out as a roar as I pushed all the way inside of her. I pumped into her over and over again, holding her hips firmly in my hands.

She pushed her ass out to meet each thrust, and in seconds we'd both reached climax.

Bridget cried out as I held her between my hands. Her pussy clenched tightly around my cock, milking my last seed. Her knees collapsed, and I scooped her into my arms. Her face rested against my chest as I carried her around to the couch and set her down. I lay down next to her, and she curled against me, placing a few kisses on my chest before lifting her breathtaking face to look at me.

"I can't see a way for this to work, Jax, and at the same time, I won't give up on us. When I'm not with you, all I do is think about you, and when I'm with you, I'm in such a daze, I can hardly think straight."

"I'm not giving you up. Your dad is going to learn that one way or another. I've never felt this way before, and it has me plenty freaked out." I pushed a hair off her face. "In a good way."

She laughed. "Can being freaked out ever be good?"

"I wouldn't have said 'yes' a week ago, but now, I've seen it can happen. I think it's because I'm afraid of losing you. It's not anything I've ever dealt with before. Shit, what have you done to me, Gidge? As far as I'm concerned you are mine, and I pity anyone who tries to take you from me. I feel like the only way I can ever be happy is having you in my arms. When you're not there it feels like a piece of me is missing."

Bridget snuggled closer pushing her soft, naked breasts against my chest. A sly smile crossed her lips as she reached down to my cock. I was hard again and wanting her badly as if we hadn't just fucked over the back of the couch.

I closed my eyes as her long fingers circled around me, and she moved her hand up and down my erection. Her warm breath tickled my neck as she hugged my thigh between her legs and urgently rubbed herself against me. Her thumb rubbed over the slick precum at the tip of my cock, then she lifted her hand and pushed her thumb between her lips.

She gave me a little push, and I rolled onto my back. She straddled me and braced her hands against my chest as she lowered herself over my cock, slowly. Her hips moved back and forth over me. I grabbed her ass and helped her move faster and harder.

Her eyes closed, and her lips parted as I pumped into her tight pussy. Her fingers dug into my skin as a pink flush covered her face and body, and her pussy clamped tightly around me. "Fuck, yes!" she cried out. Her body became limp, but I continued to pump hard into her until we were both spent. She collapsed down into my arms, still holding my cock inside of her.

I smoothed my hands over her back. "This is where you belong, Bridget. Right here. With me and only me."

It was hard to tell how long we'd drifted off for, but Bridget's phone woke us. She'd been curled in my arms on the couch. She woke with a start and accidentally elbowed my nose.

I rubbed it. She laughed and kissed my nose. "Fuck, what time is it? My dad is probably home." She crawled over me to get off the couch, but I pulled her back into my arms.

"You don't actually think I'm going to let you just crawl over me naked without paying the toll." I reached up and tugged at her nipple.

She reacted instantly with a soft moan but then shook her head. "You've got to go. We don't want to push our luck."

I reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I say we push it."

"No, not yet. I'm working on a plan but not this way." She scrambled off the couch. I propped up on an elbow to watch her walk across the room naked. She was a sight to see from every damn angle.

Bridget picked up the phone. "It's him. Mr. Fucker."

"You're going to have to be more specific, darlin'. You've got more than one in your life."

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