He shrugged. “Nobody’s perfect, Bristol. Jaxon’s made some mistakes, but I know he’d rather cut off his leg than hurt you again. The boy’s in love with you.”
“And you don’t want this girl to succeed, right?” Hayden cut in. “Her goal is to break you two apart. If you turn away now, she wins.”
“What if she strikes back?” I asked. “What do I do then?”
Hayden smiled. “You fight. I know Jaxon would do anything for you, so it’s your turn to decide what you would do for him. Is your love worth fighting for?”
That was a good question…and one to which I knew the answer.
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By the time I got back to my condo, it was late. I knew Jaxon was there because I saw his car in the parking garage. The lights were dim when I strolled inside, but Jaxon was still awake, sitting on the couch with his eyes on the drawing he’d painted for me.
“I was worried about you,” he murmured.
I set my purse and keys down on the counter and walked over to him, taking the seat at his side. “I’m here now.”
“If you want me to go, I will. I just had to make sure you got home safely.” He started to get up, but I grabbed his hand.
“Don’t.” He glanced down at me, those amber eyes of his full of sorrow and pain. I could feel his torment and if I’d just talked to him when I had the chance, I would have known the truth. “I don’t want you to go.”
He sat back down and I climbed up on his lap, straddling his waist to get closer to him. “What are you doing?” His chest rose and fell with his rapid breaths and I placed my hand over his heart; it thumped so hard it had to hurt.
I lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor. “I’m going to make love to you.” Taking his face in my hands, I kissed him hard, opening his lips with my tongue. He groaned and dug his fingers into my hips, his arousal pressing into my center.
“Wait,” he commanded, pulling me back. “I know you talked to Hayden, but you have to hear it from me. I would never hurt you, Bristol. Whatever’s going on right now is something in Sadie’s twisted and fucked-up mind. The…”
Shaking my head, I placed a finger to his lips. “I’m not going to let her tear us apart. Hayden asked me tonight if I thought our love was worth fighting for. And when she asked it, I didn’t even have to think about the answer.”
His fingers caressed my cheeks. “What did you decide?”
Biting my lip, I took off my shirt. “That what we have is worth fighting for. I love you, Jaxon. And I don’t care what this girl does to try to break us apart—it’s not going to work. I’m not going anywhere.”
He breathed a sigh of relief. “In my mind, I saw this night going completely different. I thought for sure you were going to end it.”
“Not a chance,” I said, unbuttoning his jeans. “Now lie back. You always take control, but tonight it’s my turn.” Sliding off of him, I grabbed his pants and pulled them off his legs. His raw, untamed eyes were fixed on me as I positioned myself between his thighs.
He sucked in a breath when I wrapped a hand around his cock and massaged him. The tip glistened and I circled my tongue around it, drinking in the salty liquid. Jaxon’s body jerked and I smiled, knowing I was driving him insane. I took him deeper into my mouth, loving the way he thrust his fingers into my hair and the groans escaping his lips.
“I won’t last long if you keep doing that,” he moaned. Giggling, I licked him one last time and stood, making sure to take my time removing my clothes. My body ached for him, the inside of my thighs wet with need. I climbed back up onto his lap and lifted my hips, his cock just at my opening. My breasts were in perfect alignment with his mouth so he pulled me to him, his lips closing over a taut nipple. I cried out as the sensations overwhelmed me, and it only made me want more. “You’re killing me, love. It’s taking all my control not to slam you down on my cock right now.”
He bit and sucked my nipples so hard I was sure to have marks. The pleasure and pain of it was mind-blowing. Inch by inch, I lowered onto his cock, loving the way he stretched me. I slowly rode him, picking up my speed to match his thrusts. His hands were everywhere—on my hips, in my hair, and on my breasts. I was so close to the edge, but I held off for as long as I could. There was nothing like the torment of being close to orgasm and holding off to enjoy the anticipation of that one final moment.
Jaxon grew harder between my legs and I could tell he was close, his breaths growing more rapid by the moment. My insides clenched and I cried out, my eyes closing of their own accord.
“Jaxon,” I moaned, riding him harder.
His fingers dug into my hips and he bit my breast. “Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come.”
I finally let go and screamed out my release as his cock pulsated inside of me, filling me with his warmth. My body trembled as wave after wave of ecstasy rushed through me. I felt like liquid in his arms, breathless from making love to him. He lifted my face and stared into my eyes.
“I love you, Bristol. I’m going to do whatever it takes to keep us together.”
I leaned into his touch. “I know, and that’s one of the reasons why I love you.”
Chapter 25
Jaxon
“Are you sure you have to go in today?”
Bristol giggled when I tried to keep her in bed. She fought me off and hopped out of bed, her smooth, naked skin taunting me. “Yes, I have to go. It’s the last time I’m working on the weekend, so once today and tomorrow are done, I’ll be free to go with you to every game.”
Leaving the bathroom door open, she smiled as she got into the shower. I could see her body through the shower door glass and my cock ached. Two days ago, I thought I’d lost her, but our relationship had only grown stronger. I was about to join Bristol in the shower when my phone rang; it was Jason.
I answered it as fast as I could. “Avery, what’s up? Find anything?”
He snorted. “Yep, and you won’t believe it. Can you come out to my place?”