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Jaxon pushed me away, gently, right when I was sure
that he was on the edge, only moments away from hitting his climax. He brought
my face up to his and kissed me hungrily, touching me everywhere, teasing me
relentlessly. I was trembling in his arms as Jaxon stroked my soaking wet
pussy, as he teased my nipples with his fingers, rolling and twisting them slowly.
He brought me up against his body. “I have to have you, Mia—God, I’ve been
waiting all day.” I grinned and straddled his hips, rubbing myself against his
hard cock. I teased us both, rocking my hips and letting his cock move up and
down along my labia. I wanted him so much—I’d been waiting for him all day,
too. I had nearly lost him. I easily could have.

I sank down onto Jaxon’s cock slowly, burying my
face against the hollow between his neck and shoulder, closing my eyes. He
thrust up into me at the same moment, filling me up with his heat and hardness,
and I flexed my hips, tightening around him. We fell into a tidal rhythm
together, moving in counterpoint to each other’s movements, touching each other
everywhere. Jaxon kissed me wherever he could reach with his lips, nipping and
licking, kissing and nibbling spots I had never even realized were sensitive. I
rode him faster and faster, pushing my hips down to meet his thrusts, taking
him deeper and deeper. He felt so good inside of me, I never wanted to stop. I
wanted it to go on forever.

Jaxon and I both hit our orgasms almost at the same
moment—I could feel him holding back, knew that he was trying to make me come
again before he gave into the pleasure that was building up inside both of us.
He reached down between my legs, rubbing and stroking my clit, and I couldn’t
stop myself. The first wave of pleasure shot through every nerve in my body and
I felt myself gushing around him, even as I continued to ride him harder and
faster, twisting my hips and tightening around him. Jaxon was only a moment
behind me; I felt his cock twitching inside of me, and then I felt the
sticky-slick slap of his fluids shooting into my body.

I collapsed against Jaxon, panting and gasping for
breath. Jaxon chuckled in my ear, holding onto me tightly. I could feel his
pulse fluttering against my lips as I dragged them along his throat. We were
both sticky, soaked with sweat, and I was tingling from my head to my toes. My
legs didn’t feel quite real underneath me. All I knew was that I was so full of
pleasure, so happy and so exhausted that I didn’t want to move.

For a long moment I lie there, just savoring the
feeling of Jaxon’s body pressed against mine, basking in the fact that we
didn’t have to hide from anyone anymore. “We can do this every night, you
know,” Jaxon murmured. I laughed lowly.

“You’re right. I mean, we’d never get anything
done…” Jaxon kissed me lazily.

“We can get stuff done during the day. You can hang
out with the guys, watch the game, and then you can come up to my room and I
can get you off over and over again.” I chuckled.

“Okay, that’s doable.” Jaxon pulled me up against
him and kissed me hungrily.

“I think,” he murmured, his hands wandering over my
body, “we should get a shower and do this all over again.” I nibbled along the
column of his throat.

“We could do this all over again
in
the shower,” I pointed out. Jaxon
smirked.

“Got an extra towel?”

I got just dressed enough to drag Jaxon into the
shower room in my dorm, giggling excitedly. I knew my roommates weren’t
around—I would have heard them, even with my stereo on, even crying as I had
been. I closed the door behind us and Jaxon untied the sash of my robe, tugging
it off of me all at once. I turned on the water in the shower and kissed him
eagerly while I waited for the water to heat up. Jaxon gave me a playful shove
into the cubicle and I pulled him in behind me, wrapping my arms around him as
the water flowed down over us, just warm enough.

Jaxon and I let our hands wander over each other; I
giggled, pulling Jaxon’s head under the shower flow, standing up on the balls
of my feet to kiss him hungrily. I’d come twice already—but I wanted more. Jaxon’s
cock started to stir, hardening as we teased each other.

For a while we pretended like we actually wanted to
get clean; I grabbed my wash cloth and poured shower gel on it to scrub Jaxon.
Instead, he snatched it from my hands and lathered it up, scrubbing up and down
all over my body, covering me in suds. He used the soap as an excuse to touch
me everywhere, teasing my nipples into firm little nubs, massaging my ass in
his hands. “You want to be nice and clean, right?” he asked me playfully, rubbing
my wet pussy with slick fingers. I laughed and shoved him away, standing under
the showerhead to rinse all the lather off.

I soaped up my hands and did the same to him as he’d
done to me, getting more and more turned on by the moment. I lingered at his cock,
soaping him up thoroughly, rubbing him up and down with my slippery, soapy
hands. He moaned, leaning back against the shower wall, letting me do what I
wanted to him for a long moment. Jaxon finally broke free of my touch and
rinsed off, pulling me into his arms and caressing me all over while I
trembled, so turned on I could barely stand it.

Before long, though, Jaxon and I were both driven to
distraction, and he was lifting me up against the wall, holding me pinned by
the hips. He kissed me hungrily, touching me everywhere, and I felt his hard
cock brushing against my slick labia. Jaxon thrust into me all at once, filling
me up, and I moaned out in the shower, not even caring whether anyone had come
back to the dorm, or if anyone could hear either of us. Jaxon rocked his hips
up into mine, pushing deeper and deeper into my body, and I pushed down to meet
his thrusts, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his
shoulders.

We moved together, our bodies slipping and sliding,
our hands moving over each other everywhere. Jaxon’s hip bone pressed up
against my clit, rubbing me with every movement of his hips. We twisted and
writhed against each other, barely holding ourselves up, supporting each other
as it got hotter and better. I felt my pleasure mounting and mounting—I could
barely believe it as I got more and more turned on. Jaxon held me up, thrusting
faster and faster into me. I pushed down to meet his movements, my skin
tingling, my nerves crackling with sensation. The shower was steamy and hot
around us, and the slippery feeling of our skin made it just so good.

It seemed like only moments before we were both
coming, crying out and moaning in the tiny, echoing room. Jaxon tensed against
me and I felt my muscles flexing around him, pleasure lighting up my nervous
system. We kept moving until we just couldn’t anymore, sagging against the wall
as the water rained down just a few inches away from us.

Jaxon and I managed to regain our feet, managed to
finish cleaning up. Jaxon wrapped a towel around me and then one around
himself. We went back into my bedroom and threw ourselves into bed together and
I curled up to him, kissing him hungrily. I was exhausted down to my bones, but
I was so happy it almost didn’t matter. “Do you have enough energy for one more?”
Jaxon asked me. I chuckled lowly.

“What, now your dad’s okay with me you’re going to
screw me to death?” Jaxon laughed.

“We can be done for the night if you want. No
classes tomorrow, we can spend the whole day in.” I nodded. I wanted more but I
was so tired.

As I lay there in bed, not quite able to fall asleep
in spite of how bone-tired I was, I thought about everything that had happened
to me and Jaxon over the past months. I remembered how good it had been from
the beginning—how much I liked him, how much I wanted him. Before we had even
known that our parents were going to be together, we had so much in common.

Even without snowboarding, Jaxon and I had a lot in
common. I had wondered more than once after we discovered our parents were married
to each other whether we only wanted each other because we couldn’t have each
other. If it was just the attraction of forbidden fruit. But as Jaxon and I lie
in bed together, teasing and caressing each other, talking to each other, I
realized that I had wanted him—really wanted him—long before he’d been
forbidden fruit. We had had so many good times even before we’d had sex for the
first time.

Now that we could really be together, it would only
get better and better. Jaxon and I talked about the future tournaments in the
season, about our classes, about what we would do for the future. Jaxon was on
his way to a successful life; his father’s connections would be helpful once he
graduated, and he was smart and worked hard. I had no idea what the future held
for the two of us, but I couldn’t help but think that we would at least be
happy together.

I started to drift off into sleep, loving the
feeling of Jaxon’s body pressed close to mine. I would never have to hide my
feelings for him ever again in my life. I would be able to be with him, to love
him the way I had all along, without worrying about who would find out and
judge us. Of course, just because our parents knew about it and had finally
decided to be okay with it, that didn’t mean that everyone in the world would
think it was okay. I knew that there were plenty of people who would judge us,
who would think it was every bit as repellent and disgusting as Bob had
considered it. Probably we weren’t at the end of the struggles that we would
have to get through to be together. But the fact that things were so much
easier now made anything else seem possible.

I thought about what Jaxon had told me about his
father calling him. I woke up a little bit and whispered to Jaxon, asking him
for details of his conversation with his father. Jaxon smiled and pressed me
closer to him, telling me word for word the conversation. He asked me about
what I had done, and I giggled. “You would never believe it,” I said, shaking
my head. “I don’t even know what came over me. Bob was half-drunk, and he just
wouldn’t get off the topic of you and me and how disgusting it was.” I told him
everything that I could remember of the tirade I had launched at Bob—not even
omitting the fact that I had told Bob basically that if I had been his child I
would have killed him by now.

Jaxon shook his head. “You have no idea how many
times I wished someone would stick up to him,” Jaxon told me. We both agreed
that while it could have ended a lot differently, that we were better off
either way; even if Bob had cut us both off, and we would be better than
dealing with his hatred and need to constantly humiliate Jaxon.

We talked about the possible struggles to come. I
knew that things were not just going to be perfect and peachy between us—but
now that we could at least give our relationship a real shot, we would never
have to wonder what could have been. We could love each other.

I fell asleep gradually, as Jaxon and I both started
to slow down our conversation. I felt so warm and safe in his arms, I couldn’t
imagine anywhere else I would rather be. It may not be perfect—and I was not so
sure that Bob’s decision that we should just be happy together would hold
up—but for now, we had each other, and we didn’t have to worry about our
parents. It was enough for the moment. It was enough to make me happier than I
had been in my whole life, and I was going to hold onto that as long as humanly
possible.

The
End

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