Jaxon - Olivia T. Turner Page 0,15
my chest. I’m wearing an old Blink-182 t-shirt and a pair of underwear. Nothing I would want him to see me in. I don’t have any nice pajamas since I never have men sleeping over.
“I just had a bad dream. I’m okay.”
He runs a hand through his long blond hair as he looks at me. My eyes dart to his big round tricep and then slide down to his back muscles that are visible from the front.
“Was it The Outlaws?”
“Yeah,” I whisper. “It’s okay now. You’re here.”
He walks over and sits on the foot of the bed, watching me. “That’s right I am. And I’m not going anywhere. So, if those fuckers show up in your dreams again, you dream of me walking in and kicking their asses for even daring to look at you.”
I smile as my body heats up and my nipples harden. I’ve never had a man on my bed before and I’m not prepared for how much I want him to stay.
“How’s the couch?” I ask after a long moment has passed. “Not too short, I hope?”
“It’s perfect,” he says as he flashes me a devastating smile. “Although, I think I’m a bit too long.”
“You can stay here.” The words are out before I’ve processed them. Before I’ve analyzed them a million times to be sure that Jaxon sleeping in my bed is a good idea.
He raises an eyebrow as he turns to me. “Are you sure, Stella? It’s going to happen eventually. I’m sure of that. But once I get into that bed with you, I’m not going to be able to stop myself from doing all the things that have been running through my mind all day.”
“I don’t want you to stop yourself,” I say. Man, the words just keep flying out of me tonight. Who put my vagina in charge?
“I thought you weren’t going to give it up after knowing a guy for only one day?”
“Well, it’s after midnight, so technically it’s been two days.”
He gives me that sexy grin as he stands up and walks over to my side of the bed. “That’s good enough for me.”
I scoot over and he comes under the blankets. My heart is going haywire. I’m flustered and full of excited nerves as he slides next to me, wrapping his big arms around my body. I moan as he pulls me against his big warm chest, letting him take charge.
I don’t have to be nervous, I tell myself. Jaxon will take care of me. He’s a true alpha and he’ll be that way in the bedroom too, taking charge of everything.
“Come here,” he says as he cups my jaw and tilts my head up. He takes my mouth with a rough dominant kiss that rips the air from my lungs.
I’m moaning and pulling his big body closer as his tongue slides against mine, giving me a taste of his warm masculine mouth.
My pussy suddenly feels so wet as I feel his weight pressing down on me. I spread my legs as he shifts between them.
When his thick hard cock presses against my needy pussy, I let out a whimper. He grins and then kisses me again.
His hand slides under my shirt and his big powerful palm grips my bare breast as he grinds his huge dick against my clenched pussy. This is all happening so fast, but at the same time, it’s not happening fast enough.
I need to feel him inside, stretching me, filling me, making me his…
My hands slide into his long soft hair as he grinds his strong hips against me, pressing his throbbing erection against my pulsing sex.
“I’ve been hard like this all day thinking about your sweet cunt,” he growls as he pushes his shaft against my aching clit. My face twists up as a long deep moan claws its way out of my throat. He feels so good between my legs. He’s right where he’s supposed to be. Where he’s meant to be.
“When I saw your ass in those jean shorts,” he says as he massages my breast and looks down at me, “I thought I was going to go insane. I needed you so badly, Stella. It’s all I’ve been able to think about.”
He grabs the bottom of my shirt and pulls it up to my neck. “Fuck,” he whispers under his breath when he sees my bare breasts spilling out.
He takes a few seconds to admire them, but he can’t resist touching them for longer than that. His hands are