Page 72 of Fighting Temptation (Men of Honor 1)
I have a feeling Sawyer isn’t all that out of the question…
Later I head back home with anticipation humming through my body. Even though I loved spending time with Grace and Kayla I missed Jaxson like crazy. I love the fact that when I get home I don’t have to hold my feelings in anymore. I can freely walk up to him and wrap my arms around him or plant a deep kiss on his sexy face. I never thought this day would come. As happy as I am, I’m also a little scared. Because I know that if something happens to end this -us- there will be no going back to being just friends. And the thought of not having him in my life again, causes a deep painful ache in my heart that I never want to experience.
My troubled thoughts come to an abrupt halt when I pull up to my house and get a look at the beautiful black motorcycle that’s parked at the end of my driveway. Excitement rushes through me as I exit the car and race up my front steps.
“Jax?” I yell his name as I bolt through my front door. He appears in the kitchen entry with a sexy grin wearing jeans, t shirt and his riding boots. I race towards him and launch myself in his arms. He catches me with a grunted chuckle that dies abruptly when I attack his sexy mouth. I kiss him deep and hard, showing him how much I missed him. When I pull away a big smile takes over my face, “Are you taking me riding?”
His ice blue eyes burn with desire, “I was going to until you just did that. Now I’m thinking I should just take your sweet ass upstairs for a ride instead.”
I giggle, “How about bike first, then bed?”
He smirks back, “Do you still have your helmet?” I nod. “Alright, bring it to me, I bought a blue tooth for it.”
“We can talk to each other now?” I ask in fascination.
He chuckles as he slides me down his body, “Ya, so run grab it for me and I’ll install it while you get dressed.”
“Eeek!” I squeal and clap my hands excitedly before running to get it.
A minute later I come back, handing him the pink helmet with the black face shield he bought me for my 17th birthday. Then I quickly bound up the stairs and into my room. Hmmm, what am I going to wear? I go through my fall clothes and decide on a pair of dark skinny jeans, a white tank top and my thigh high black boots. I grab my black leather bomber jacket to throw over my tank. Grabbing the loose waves of my hair I secure it in a low pony at the nape of my neck so it doesn’t interfere with my helmet.
Not even 10 minutes later I’m bounding back in the kitchen enthusiastically, “Ok I’m ready, can we go?”
Jaxson grins from my excitement. When he looks up at me, from my helmet, his smile dies and a look of pure hot lust takes over his face as his eyes roam me from head to toe.
I smile and lean against the wall, “Like what you see Jaxson?” I ask mimicking the words he has said to me all the times he’s caught me checking him out.
He gets up and starts towards me; reminding me of a wild animal stalking its prey. My heart rate kicks up and a familiar ache starts between my legs. He wraps his arms around me, his hands going to my ass as he pulls me against him and I feel his erection against my stomach.
“I always like what I see Jules, but fuck me, right now you look like every biker’s fantasy, and I so badly want to take you with nothing but those fucking boots on you.”
Ohhh. Before I can think of something clever to say his mouth lands on mine with an intensity that sucks the breath right out of my lungs. I whimper and curl my fingers in his soft disheveled hair, giving in to the sensations that always wrack my body when he touches me.
Too soon he’s ripping his mouth from mine and staring at me with a fire that heats me from the inside out. “Let’s get the hell out of here before I change my mind and fuck you right up against this wall.”
Huh!? Oh right, we’re going riding. I nod my head, arousal robbing me of any coherent words. Jaxson smirks then grabs my hand, leading me behind him as we make our way to the bike.
He puts the helmet on my head making sure the strap is secure. Even though I can fully manage to do this myself, I let him, because sometimes I really like it when he takes care of me. Putting on his own helmet he straddles the bike, looking bad ass and incredibly sexy. Since both of our face shields are still up I spot his smirk, showing me again that he knows what I was just thinking.
“Stop looking at me like that and get your sexy ass on this bike.” I giggle and flick my shield down getting on behind him. My feet go to the pegs and I wrap my arms around him, crushing the front of my body against his back. His hard stomach tenses underneath my hands. “Christ this is going to be a long fucking ride.” I smile when I hear his mumble clearly through the blue tooth. The loud roaring noise of the bike starting up causes a rush of adrenaline through my system. The dull ache I just had moments ago from Jaxson’s kiss in the kitchen comes pulsing to life from the vibration between my legs. Jaxson’s right, this is going to be a long ride.
An hour later we’re still riding. We just left the interstate and are heading up a curved road. The ocean below us gets further away as we head up the steep hill.
