Damaged Love - Jaxson Kidman Page 0,70

kiss him.

My focus now entirely existed between my legs.

Xavier offered me one more kiss, then looked forward again.

I put my head to his shoulder. My hands pressed against the ground again. I caught myself rocking against his touch, wanting more.

We found our rhythm together.

His fingers dancing and touching and thrusting while my hips moved along with him.

I managed to move my head and casually look down.

To see his hand disappearing up my dress, feeling… everything…

My teeth chattered for a few seconds as Xavier pressed against me tighter.

His fingers were inside my body, curling against my tenderness.

I looked forward and watched the ocean.

I listened to the ocean.

It’s perfect song, the waves crashing over and over, hinting to me of what was about to happen…

My right hand grabbed for Xavier’s arm.

Not to stop him.

No way.

I needed him to keep going.

“Faster,” I whispered into the night.

I shut my eyes.

Xavier obeyed my command.

I heard the sound of the dress ruffling as his hand began to move faster.

With each passing second, he gave more and more… and more…

I let out a groan, forgetting that we were technically outside.

Not that anyone was around.

But still…

Whatever. It feels too good.

The feeling from deep inside my body began to come forward.

It was like being at the top of a roller coaster.

That very short second when everything paused before racing down that first, lose your stomach drop.

When that drop hit me, I turned and hugged Xavier’s arm.

I let out another groan, this one louder, but I couldn’t stop myself from doing so.

My inner thighs trembled and tingled more than they ever had before as the pleasure showed itself.

Xavier didn’t stop either.

He knew I was finishing but he didn’t stop.

He knew how to keep that rushing feeling going. He knew how to lead me along.

And the wildest part was that he knew when to slow, and when to stop.

Like he could feel what I felt.

My hands started to shake as Xavier moved his hand from between my legs.

His fingertips grazed my inner thigh and down my leg until he removed his hand from my dress.

He turned his head and looked at me again.

He leaned toward me and kissed my forehead.

I shut my eyes and continued to hug his arm.

I melted into him.

I needed a minute to catch my breath.

I grabbed my heels and didn’t bother to put them back on.

Xavier helped me down from all the rocks to the soft grass.

When he touched my sides, it was a whole new feeling that went through me.

It was no longer a feeling of what if but rather when will it happen again… plus the desire for even more.

I kept taking shaky breaths, telling myself to calm down.

I had gotten what I wanted, right?

In more than one way too.

I had some dirt and secrets on the guys.

And I had Xavier…

He kept his hands to my sides and stared down at me.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” I said.

“Do you ever regret doing something?”

“Like what?”

“Anything. I know you can’t remember much… but…”

“What do you regret, Xavier?” I asked.

My heart began to race again.

“Nothing,” he said. “It was just a question.”

“Why would you ask that right now? Do you think I regret what just happened?”

“You can’t take that back,” he said.

“I think most things we regret you can’t take back. You know?”

“Yeah,” he said.

Xavier took my hand and we walked side by side.

He regrets it. He regrets what he did to me. The other two have shown guilt too. They tried to be so tough in the beginning. But I got to them. I got close. They feel regret.

I wondered what would happen if I told them the truth.

I had them on edge…

“Barry is a piece of shit leech,” Xavier said.

“Okay…”

“Just to finish the story,” he said. “He’s never done anything with his life. He’s a burden. The family keeps him close to keep him under control. If he doesn’t get what he wants he causes problems.”

“And you hit him. Are you in trouble?”

“No,” Xavier said. “He won’t remember. And if he does, he won’t say anything.”

“Thank you for doing that. He kind of just snuck up on me and…”

“I saw,” Xavier said.

“Do you… I mean… with us… and Noah and Easton…”

I wasn’t exactly sure what I was asking.

I didn’t have time to figure it out either because Noah and Easton came out of the tent as we began to approach it again.

“Where the hell were you two?” Noah asked, his voice laced with jealousy.

I blushed and was thankful to be covered by the darkness.

“Barry did something