Damaged Love - Jaxson Kidman Page 0,69

that meant you were either going to get sucked out into the water or thrown against the rocks over and over.

Xavier climbed up to one of the bigger rocks.

He turned and reached down for me.

He picked me right up by my sides and stood me in front of him.

I hurried to reach up and touch his face.

“Tell me…”

Xavier curled his lip. “That was Uncle Barry. The family drunk.”

“Uncle?”

“Yeah.”

“You just hit your own uncle?”

“I don’t give a shit, Winter,” he said.

He backed away and took my hand again.

I wasn’t in the right kind of footwear to be trucking across rocks so I stopped to take my heels off. I left them on the rock, then just kept going with Xavier.

He finally stopped at a very flat rock and sat down.

I stood above him and he looked up at me.

“Sit down, Winter,” he said.

I sat down while Xavier bent his legs and hung his arms over his knees.

“This is the best view,” he said. “I always find my way out here when I have to come to this place. Feels like the only place to sit and think for a second.”

“It’s not bad,” I said. “It’s kind of dark though.”

“Just be lucky the moon is out,” he said. “Sometimes it can get really dark. I like it though. If you look at the water long enough, you can see the waves better. Or if you look out to the horizon you can see lights. It amazes, you know? That there are ships or whatever out there. I don’t know, it kind of reminds me that things are much bigger than they look.”

“And you like that?”

“Yeah.”

“Most people like to feel closer. More comfortable. Not you?”

“I know what closeness is,” Xavier said. “And I know how screwed up it can all get. So I like the idea of things being big and open. It also gives you the chance to run like hell if you need to.”

“Ah, so you look at it as an escape,” I said.

“Maybe I do.”

We sat in silence.

I looked out to the ocean and started to feel comfortable.

After a few seconds, Xavier’s hand touched mine.

I bit my lip.

Ut-fucking-oh.

I opened and closed my mouth five times, wanting to keep talking to Xavier.

I had a ton of questions to ask.

But I kept looking at his hand.

His hand touching my hand.

Then he made a move.

His hand touched the bottom of my dress.

I had to hike my dress up a little to sit down comfortably.

I watched as his left hand moved under and then up my dress.

I took a deep breath and slowly looked at Xavier.

His fingertips touched my skin, inching up my leg to my inner thigh.

I felt my legs trembling, torn between slapping his hand away or just going with it.

The deepest desires in my heart already knew what I was going to do.

What I secretly wanted so bad.

I swallowed hard and tried to keep my breathing calm and contained.

I wanted Xavier to turn his head and kiss me.

But he didn’t.

He just stared forward at the ocean.

In silence with him, the only thing I heard was the ocean. Not to mention my racing heart that thudded throughout my body.

I slowly opened my legs and pressed my hips forward.

Xavier’s fingers then moved directly between my legs.

My toes curled and I lifted my butt off the ground for a second.

I put my head back and looked up to the clear sky and took another deep breath.

He began to press, making wide circles, sending electric pulses through my entire body.

My hands were flat on the large rock we sat on.

I pushed with my hands and my arms started to shake.

I let out a soft sigh as relief worked its way through my body.

Not the kind of relief that was to come though…

I turned my head again and this time, Xavier finally looked at me.

He leaned toward me and I almost pounced at him to kiss him.

Our lips touched and he made another circular motion with his hand.

I sighed.

He kissed me again.

When his tongue began to flirt with my lips, I shut my eyes, knowing things were going to get hotter.

As we began to really kiss, his fingertips gently pulled at the edge of my panties, sliding them to the side. He was now touching me. Skin to skin. Fingertips to such a delicate area.

It was instant warmth and pleasure.

I kissed Xavier back as hard as he kissed me.

His fingers curled up and then moved right back down.

I sighed into his mouth and could no longer