Page 110 of Fighting Temptation (Men of Honor 1)
He pulls back breathing heavily and rests his forehead against mine, “I’ll take good care of you and the baby Jules. I promise to be what you guys deserve.”
Tears flood my eyes again, “You already are Jaxson, you always have been.” Grabbing his hand I stand us up, “Swing with me,” I say turning us around. Our gazes stay locked while he sits on the swing and I come down to straddle him, his erection hitting me where I crave him most. Jaxson groans, his eyes turning to fire, and he grips my bare hips where my dress has ridden up. He looks pained as he restrains himself.
“How on earth did you get this tree here and buried?” I ask as Jaxson starts swinging us. I reach up high grabbing the ropes on either side of his head my eyes never leaving his.
“The guys helped me; it was Kayla’s idea for the lights and I have to say it was a good one.”
I giggle, “Yes it was.” My smile quickly dies as I look into his ice blue eyes that are warm with need and fierce with restraint. Reaching up I cup his jaw, “I miss you Jaxson,” I say sadly, knowing we need to have this conversation.
He looks at me a little confused, “I’m right here baby, I haven’t left and I’m not going to.”
I shake my head, “You’re holding back, you’re not giving me all of who you are.”
Realization dawns in his eyes at what I’m saying. He shakes his head regretfully, “Jules…”
“I need you Jaxson,” I choke out thickly, “I need all of you, because you’re the only one who can make me forget. I don’t want him between us, I, I don’t want to feel his touch.” Jaxson’s jaw clenches and rage burns in his gaze while hot tears fall from mine, “He was the last to touch me and I hate him. I hate that I can still feel it. Make me forget, make me…” That was the last I got out before he crashed his lips to mine. His taste and scent flooding my senses, giving me exactly what I need. Moaning, I thread my fingers in his hair and hold him to me, not wanting him to ever stop. I start grinding down on his erection. Growling, his hands slip to my ass to help my rhythm.
He rips his mouth from mine and starts trailing his warm lips along my neck. “You’re mine baby. Feel me. This is the only touch you’re going to feel for the rest of your life.”
His possessive words has me aching with need, “Yes, only yours.” I grab the back of his shirt and he moves back so we can pull it over his head. I run my hands all over his hot naked skin, loving the way his muscles ripple and flex under my touch.
Grabbing the straps of my dress he pulls them down until my dress is bunched at my waist. Thanks to the built in bra I’m completely bared to him. The warm night breeze breaks goosebumps across my over-heated skin.
Jaxson’s jaw clenches and rage fills his eyes again. Looking down I see him looking at the faded finger bruises that mark my breasts.
I grab his face in my hands forcing his furious gaze to mine, “Don’t let him come between us. Erase them with your touch.”
He is breathing heavily- half with desire, the other half rage. “Please Jax, make me forget,” I plead.
He lets out a deep breath and buries his face in my chest. “I’ll never let anyone touch you or hurt you again Julia, I fucking swear it. I’ll kill anyone who even dares to try.” I know he’s serious and would do exactly that.
Soon he’s running his lips across the bruises, then tonguing and sucking my nipples with his hot, wet mouth. I grab on to his shoulders and arch into his mouth and hands while he does exactly what I need him to: erase Wyatt’s touch. He grazes my nipple with his teeth, the sensation shooting straight to my clit.
Whimpering I grind against his erection, “Jaxson I need you inside me, I need to feel all of you.”
“Fuck yes,” he growls out.
Grabbing onto the ropes on either side of me now I pull myself up while Jaxson fumbles to undo his pants. He pulls them open just enough to free his smooth hard cock. His hands quickly span my hips then he’s shredding my soft yellow panties from my body.
I moan when he runs his fingers through my wet slit, grazing my swollen clit that aches for more pressure, “Always so fucking wet and ready for me Julia.”
He grabs his cock and runs it where his fingers just were, coating it with my lube. I whimper when he hits my clit again, “Please Jaxson, now!”
Placing his cock at my entrance he grabs my hips to slowly lower me onto him but I fight against his grip and slam myself down. Crying out at the ecstasy of him being buried so deep inside of me.
“Jesus Christ!” Jaxson grips my hips almost to the point of pain; again I can feel his restraint.
“Don’t you dare hold back, please,” I plead.
“Baby, you just got out of the hospital. I don’t want to hurt you even more.” Every word is through clenched teeth as he holds back.
“I swear you won’t, I’ll tell you to stop if you do. Just please Jaxson, fuck me.”
“Fuck!” And with that I can feel the intensity that he had been trying to hold back be released, and he fucks me with hard, fast strokes. I grip higher onto the ropes and try to keep pace. At one point our rhythm is so in sync I don’t know who is driving it.
“Oh god, don’t stop, please don’t ever stop,” I plead, wanting this feeling to never end.
Jaxson growls, “Never baby, I’m never going to stop. I’m going to fuck you for the rest of my life, sometimes it’s going to be hard and slow, other times it will be fast and desperate but it will always ever be me Julia, because you’re mine.
