Page 59 of Sexted By Santa
I groaned, already aching for him. “Can’t we just slip out?”
Jaxson shook his head, looking fond. “Afraid not. This night means far too much to Henry.”
I sighed. He was right, damn it all.
“Ten minutes,” I said. “That’s all I’m promising.”
Jaxson smiled. “Just enough time for me to check in on Tori. Go ahead. I’ll catch up.”
* * *
Tension was thick in the car on the drive home. I didn’t know about Jaxson, but my head was full of the things I wanted to do: strip him, inspect his amazing body up close, finally touch and taste andfeelhim so that I knew this was real.
“Which house?” Jaxson asked when we turned onto our street.
“I’ve got to check on Sir Elton John, my—”
“Dog,” Jaxson cut in with a smile. “I’ll never forget about putting my foot in my mouth.”
I chuckled. “Let’s not dwell on that moment. Being thought senile does very little for my sex drive.”
“I didn’t think that.”
Jaxson leaned over, nuzzling at my neck. One large hand kneaded my thigh, making my cock thicken in anticipation.
“What about this? Does this get you back in the mood?” He slid his hand up, letting his pinky brush against the swell of my cock through my pants.
I made a small sound in my throat. “Yeah. Making it hard to drive though.”
Jaxson pulled back with a grin. “Oh, but I want it hard,” he teased. “Can’t wait to have you hard and inside me.”
I swerved in shock, before regaining control of myself. Luckily, the street was empty, and I was only a few houses down from my driveway.
“Jesus, Jax!” I exclaimed. “You’re killin’ me here.”
“Sorry,” he said with a laugh. “I didn’t think you’d react so strongly. Is it such a shock that I want you to fuck me, or am I moving too fast for you?”
I pulled into my driveway and parked. “It’s not necessarily what I expected,” I admitted. “I don’t know about too fast. I just know that I want it.”
Jaxson unbuckled his seat belt. “Good. Because now that I’ve made up my mind, I don’t want to beat around the bush, Christian. I’ve got too much going on in my life to play games. I like you, I’m attracted to you, and I want to be with you. Are you good with that?”
I liked how direct he was. But I still had to clarify. “You mean for more than sex?”
“Yes.” Jaxson sounded confident. “We’re already too close for that, don’t you think? You’re my neighbor, and now you’re my friend. We’ve got potential for something really good, I think.”
My heart fluttered. “Me too, but…I should warn you. I’ve got a terrible track record when it comes to relationships.”
“I’m not winning any awards either. And Tori has to remain my priority, no matter what. But a guy I know once told me not to give up too easily on things that are important in life. So, what do you say, Professor? Should we both keep trying?”
It was a crossroads moment. If I said no now, Jaxson would accept it. He’d get out of the car and go into his own home. We’d be neighborly, maybe. But there’d be no more dates, no more kisses, no more warmth in his eyes as he looked at me from across a room.
If I said yes, there was an amazing night ahead of us. With the potential for more nights to come. More dates. More kisses and warmth. But it was a risk. There’d be the realities of life. I’d be taking on more than a boyfriend; I’d be taking on a family. Was I ready for that?
I drew a steadying breath. “Yes. I want to try.”
“Thank fuck.”
Jaxson reached for me, grasping my face, and pulled me into a fiery kiss. It was forceful and wet and spoke a dozen dirty promises about what was to come. It was all the passion that was missing in Henry’s kitchen, and I let go of my reservations, gave myself over to the kiss, and basked in Jaxson’s heat.
