Page 12 of Battered Moves

I wring the water out of my hair and wrap a small towel around it. My knee is throbbing with pain, but I did dance for nearly two hours. After spending three days in the car, it seems to have been too much. I put the sweatpants that Chase gave me back on, but I leave the boxers, since they’re damp from my sweat. I don’t want to put the sweaty shirt back on either, so I call for Jaxon and cover my chest with my arms. He was great, sitting there calmly and watching me patiently, even as I did the same routine over and over again.

He opens the door and enters the women’s locker room. His eyes widen when he sees me topless, but then they fill with heat as he steps closer to me, his gaze fixed on my arms covering my chest, pushing my breasts up.

“What do you need, sunshine?” His voice is raspy, and I can feel my thighs press together involuntarily. He notices the movement and smirks, looking back into my eyes.

“Chase’s shirt is sweaty. Can I borrow your hoodie?” I ask. I noticed that he had one with him but wasn’t wearing it.

“I brought it for you actually,” he says, holding it out to me. He smirks again, aware that I’ll have to let go of my chest to take it.Two can play this game.

“Help me, please?” I ask innocently, releasing my chest and raising my arms above my head.

Jaxon’s eyes immediately zero in on my hardened nipples, and he curses under his breath. I bite my lip to stifle a laugh as he steps closer, pulling the hoodie over my head and down my torso, his knuckles brushing against the bare skin on the side of my boobs, which makes me shiver. Once the hoodie is in place, he tugs on the fabric to pull me to him and kisses me on the lips.

“We have to catch the sunrise. Let’s go,” he says, his voice rough.

“We do?” I ask, surprised, before he takes my hand and pulls me out of the studio and to my car. He slides into the driver’s seat, and I laugh at his self-assurance.

Jaxon drives us to a seemingly secluded part of the beach. Although it’s still dark, the dawn is already breaking through the night. I get to the trunk of the Mini to get out the blanket I store there.

“You hobbled out of the studio, your knee is hurting. Hop on,” he says, bending down for me to ride piggyback, and I laugh.I never thought I’d ever ride piggyback on Jaxon Tanner.

I get on his back, hugging his shoulders, and he holds my thighs securely as he walks down the beach. He sets me down, takes the blanket from me and lays it out for us before sitting down on it. I move to sit beside him, but he pulls me to sit in front of him between his legs, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and pulling my back into his chest. He leans the side of his head against my temple and squeezes me while we just sit there, watching the sun rise in the distance and listening to the waves crashing on the shore.

“I used to watch the sunrise a lot, but for some reason, I stopped doing it. Other things got more important,” Jaxon says, breaking the silence.

I let myself lean into him a bit more. “We could start doing it again, maybe every other week. Just us,” I offer, and he kisses my temple.

“I’d love that, sunshine,” he says after a few moments.

“Thank you for bringing me here,” I say before cupping his cheek and kissing him gently.

He turns me in his embrace so that I’m kneeling between his legs and deepens the kiss. He pulls me in with a hand on my lower back and threads his fingers through my hair at the back of my head. I bite his bottom lip, and he groans, gripping the hair on my scalp and tugging lightly. The sensation of pain quickly turns into pleasure as he lies back on the blanket, pulling me with him. I’m lying on his chest, my legs straddling his waist, and I start to rub myself against the bulge in his sweatpants. I know I told the twins I’m not ready for sex yet, but the night with Chase had awakened something in me and my fears of getting intimate with them evaporated. I just want to be with them, on every level possible.

Jaxon pulls away from the kiss.

“Nobody ever comes here this early. Do you trust me?”he asks.

I nod my head and reply without even having to think about it. “I do.”

He pulls his hoodie over my head, and I feel the wind rustling my hair over my naked back. I feel exposed, my breasts right in Jaxon’s face, but when he leans up to suck on my left nipple, all insecure thoughts fall away from me. He lets it pop out of his mouth with a wet sound and cups both breasts with his hands, squeezing them while looking into my eyes.

“Fuck, I dreamed of these tits every fucking night, but the reality is even better than what I imagined,” he says with a moan.

I gasp when he bites lightly into the underside of my right boob, then he pulls me down to him by my throat, kissing me deeply. My hands are on his chest, but his shirt is in the way, so I tug at it.

“Off,” I say against his lips.

He chuckles and sits up, bringing both of us into a sitting position with me still straddling his lap. He pulls off his shirt in one swift motion and returns to me, kissing me and hugging my naked chest to his. I love the feeling of skin on skin and can feel his heart hammering against mine.

I feel Jaxon’s erection throb against me, and I want to taste him so badly. I tug on the waistband of his sweatpants.

“I want to taste you, can I?” I ask, looking into his eyes.

“Holy fuck,” he says on a groan.

He sheds his sweatpants, and I kneel between his legs again, gripping his big, throbbing cock. I only have Liam and Chase as a comparison, and while Liam is average and Chase’s dick has more delicious girth than length, Jaxon’s is huge. I run my hand up and down the shaft, feeling it pulse with his heartbeat, then lean forward and take him in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head and then taking him deeper. I bob my head up and down, working him with my lips and tongue, listening to his moans and groans. It seems Jaxon isn’t quiet while having sex, and I love it.

As I continue to suck him, I feel his hand come to rest on the back of my head, holding me in place. I look up at him, and find his eyes are closed in ecstasy. I can tell that he’s close, so I increase my pace, taking him deeper and faster, but he stops me.

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