Lawful Overdose (6 page)

He moves closer to me. He has the most concerned
look on his face as he brings his hand up to brush it softly against my cheek.

“How badly did it affect your life?”

I look into his blue eyes, lost in depths of them.
I feel safe under their hold.

“Pretty bad,” I whisper, not knowing why I tell him
that.

His pupils grow larger and his eyes become hooded
as I’m trapped in their hold. His other hand glides up my other cheek,
repeating the same caressing action. I feel a shiver running through my body as
his mouth moves closer to mine. I close my eyes and wait for the touch of his
soft lips, something I’ve craved since we last saw each other.

I hear him inhale a deep breath and his lips move to
kiss my cheek. They linger there as my eyes shoot open. I’m stunned he didn’t
kiss me. Any other guy would have pounced on the vulnerability of that moment,
kissed me, and probably would have fucked me.

Jaxon’s lips release from my cheek and he turns back
to face the sky. I can feel a scorching sensation on my skin from where his
lips once were. We sit in silence, basking in the beauty of the night. I’m glad
to get a little break from our interaction, because I’m not quite sure what to
say after the almost kiss.

“Let’s play twenty questions,” Jaxon says, breaking
the silence.

I take a sip of my beer and turn towards him,
“What’s with you and games?”

He smiles at my question.

“Games are the best way to get to know a person.
You can ask anything you want and it’s not weird or uncomfortable, because it’s
a game.”

I guess what he says makes sense. “Okay, I get to
ask first though.”

He shrugs his shoulders and nods his head in
agreement.

“What’s your favorite color?”

He’s drinking his beer when I ask the question.
When I finish asking it he spits his beer out all over the grass, laughing his
ass off.

“You’re such a girl,” he laughs. “That’s such a
typical girl question. What guy has a favorite color?”

I’m annoyed that he’s making fun of me. “I know
guys who have favorite colors,” I reply back to him.

I get on my knees and reach over to grab a snack,
showing him my backside. If I’m going to have to listen to him make fun of me,
I might as well do it on a full stomach.

“You’re right, I’m sorry,” he says as I sit back
down next to him. “I don’t really have a favorite color, it just depends on the
day. Right now, my favorite color is cream.”

“Okay, why cream?”

“Don’t I get the second question?”

“That wasn’t really a second question, it was just
me wanting to know a little bit more about your answer.”

“Alright, why cream you ask… do you really want to
know?”

I nod my head yes.

“Because when you bent over to get a snack, you
gave me a perfect view of your cream-colored lace thong that accentuated your
beautiful ass.”

I gasp in shock and hit him across the shoulder.

“I can’t believe you looked up my dress!”

He laughs, as I hit his shoulder again, “I wasn’t
trying to look up your dress, but when you display it right in front of my
eyes, I’m not going to look away.”

He gives me his puppy dog eyes and I can’t help but
soften to him. I laugh a little, too, but hit him once more, gently, for good
measure.

We continue to play the game. I learn that he was
the star of his high school football team; he lost his virginity when he was
sixteen, and his brothers and him aren’t very close. He likes to play pool and
water sports, but hates golf.

I spill my guts to him, too. By the time the game
is over, I’ve had three beers and it’s close to four in the morning.

I let out a yawn, barely able to keep my eyes open.
I stand up and stretch out my legs.

“It’s almost dawn, I think I should get going.”

He gets up and we start to clean up our impromptu
picnic. Jaxon starts to clean up the beer bottles when I hear him whisper,
“Shit.”

“What’s wrong?”

“How many beers did you have?” He asks me.

“Three, I think.”

He looks back over to the empty bottles and the few
bottles left in the twelve pack. “Which means I’ve had five. I can’t drive you
home, Tessa. You can stay here tonight.”

I want to argue with him that five beers over the
course of a few hours is okay, but I want to spend the night. Every minute I’m
with him makes me want to fuck him more. Besides, the responsible side of me
knows he shouldn’t drive if he’s been drinking at all.

“Okay,” I say happily.

I fold up the blanket and carry it inside. Jaxon
tosses the bottles in the recycling bin next to the entrance of his apartment
building, and brings everything else up with us.

“You can have my bed and I’ll sleep on the couch.”

I’m a little hurt by his words and the fact that
he’s not going to try and hook up with me tonight.

“I’ll sleep on the couch. I’m not putting you out
because you’re nice enough to let me stay here,” I say as he opens the door to
his apartment.

We walk in and immediately stop in the living room.
It’s a small apartment, about the size of mine, but that’s not why we stop.

The moans of my best friend, Piper, are coming from
one end of the apartment.

“Yes, right there… don’t stop,” we hear her scream.

Jaxon looks embarrassed, “I guess Ryan didn’t come
home alone.” He turns and looks at me, “I’m sorry about this, I didn’t think he
would bring someone home this quickly after hooking up with your friend last
night.”

I smile at his apology, “Don’t worry about it. The
female voice you’re hearing, that’s Piper.”

He smiles in understanding. “I’ll sleep out here.
No sense in you having to put up with this all night.”

I move closer to Jaxon and reach for his hand. “Is
that your room?” I ask, pulling him towards the only other door in the apartment.

“Yes. What are you doing?”

“We’re going to sleep.”

We walk into his room and I close the door behind
him.

“Much better, we can’t hear them from in here.” I
take my shoes off and leave them at the foot of his bed. “Do you have a t-shirt
or something I can sleep in?”

He looks worried, “Are you sure about this? I can
easily sleep on the couch.”

“Don’t be silly. We’re adults. I like you and I
think you like me. There’s no reason we can’t share a bed together.”

Being in his room somehow make me want him more. I
decide to throw some bait in front of him. Maybe if he’s tempted by something
he wants, he’ll make a move.

I lower my hands to the hem of my dress and slowly
lift it up, pulling it over my body and my head. I toss it on the floor next to
my shoes and look up at Jaxon. I’m standing in my cream-colored lace thong and
matching bra. I can see Jaxon’s eyes start to burn with desire for me.

I bite my lip and get the desired response. Jaxon
lets out a low groan and closes his eyes briefly. When he reopens them, I know
I have him.

“Shirt?” I ask innocently.

He moves quickly and with three steps he’s in front
of me. He moves one hand to the back of my neck, while his other arm wraps
around my back. His hand is pressing on the small of my back as he pushes me
closer to him. I look up into his eyes, just inches away, waiting for what
comes next.

“I wanted to wait, but you standing here,” he
whispers as his mouth moves closer to mine. “With your tits overflowing the
cups of your bra, your ass teasing me in your barely there thong, and your
lips,” he moves closer and brushes his lips gently against mine. My body is
ready to go.

“You biting your lip, teasing me… I just can’t take
it anymore.”

His lips seal over mine and I moan in satisfaction.

Finally.

We’re alone, in his room, and nothing is going to
get in the way tonight.

His lips caress mine, gentle at first. My body is
on fire, waiting for him to drown it out with his hands. He bites my lip gently
and then licks over the bite mark, asking for entrance. I immediately open for
him and our tongues meet. God, he tastes like heaven, even better than I
remember.

His hand on my back moves to my hip. He squeezes my
hip, overwhelmed with desire like I am. His hand drifts to my ass and he gently
teases my ass cheek. His palm starts to caress my ass in slow circles. His
other hand moves down my body as his lips part from mine and he kisses a trail
up to my ear. His stubble tickling me with desire.

“Damn… you are so sexy,” he whispers huskily in my
ear. His roaming hand reaches the back of my thigh, and he lifts my leg to wrap
it around his waist. It’s there that I can feel his hard on.

“Yes…” I moan, as my head falls back from the feel
of his cock.

The next thing I know he gently slaps my ass, the
vibrations run throughout my body. He pushes me back towards the bed. When the
back of my leg hits the mattress, he slowly lowers me to the bed, keeping my
one leg around his waist.

Jaxon’s standing over me, looking my body up and
down.

“Are you sure?” He asks me.

“Are you kidding me? I’ve wanted you since I first
saw you. I’ve never been so sure of sex in my life.”

This is all he needed to hear. I watch him pull the
shirt off his body, giving me a wonderful view of his defined chest. He moves
over me and lowers his body on top of mine, supporting himself with his
forearms. His lips brush against mine again, teasing and licking, but he’s not
giving me them completely.

My hands move up his back, loving the feel of his
hard muscles. I move my hands back down to the edge of his jeans.

I can’t handle the waiting anymore. My body feels
like it’ll explode any minute with lust.

I decide to try and take control. My hands slip
into the back of his jeans, under his boxers, and on his firm ass. I pull him
into my core and we both moan at the feeling.

My hands move around his waist to the front of his
jeans. I unbutton the top, but before I can finish, he quickly unzips and pulls
his jeans off.

His lips move to my chest, leaving soft open mouth
kisses across my skin. My body is humming with want and desire as he moves his
mouth to my breasts, lowering the cups of my bra. He licks my nipple before
gently biting down. I feel it right in my core. My clit is throbbing, waiting
to be touched.

Jaxon moves his mouth and repeats his licking and
biting action with my other nipple, as I lower my hand into the front of his
boxers, freeing his cock. I wrap my hand around his length, and I want to
scream just at the feel of him. He’s long, thick, and hard. I know he’s about
to rock my world.

“Now,” I moan, as my back arches uncontrollably. “I
need you inside me now.”

Thinking my words will do the trick, I’m surprised
when Jaxon stops moving. His body stills and his mouth moves away from my
breasts. I instantly miss him tongue fucking my nipples.

“I’m sorry,” he pants.

I’m so confused on what’s happening. The only thing
he should be sorry for is stopping.

“Huh…” I softly whisper as I slowly start to stroke
his dick.

I hear him grunt in pleasure before his hand moves
to mine, pulling them off of him.

“We can’t do this, not yet.”

I’m completely stunned.

I lift myself up on my elbows and stare at him. I’m
trying to see any indecision on his face, but he’s wearing a perfect mask,
showing me he’s in control of himself.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I shout, not caring if
his roommate and Piper will hear. “We’re practically naked, you’re hard as a
rock, and my pussy is throbbing, waiting to have your dick inside it. What guy
stops when he’s this close to getting laid?”

I don’t break eye contact with him. I want to see
his reaction. I want to know why I’m obviously not good enough for him to
screw.

“No guy has ever told you no, have they?"

“Excuse me?” I ask, wondering where the hell he is
going with this.

“Sex… with you. No guy has ever told you no when
you’ve wanted to have sex. Am I right?”

I break eye contact and look around the room. If I
tell him he’s right, I risk the chance of looking like a total slut.

What the hell do I care, he’s made it clear he
doesn’t want to sleep with me.

“Yes, you’re right. Until you, I’ve never been
turned down for sex. Most guys recognize a good thing when it’s in front of
them.”

“And that’s exactly why I’m not sleeping with you
tonight.”

“You’re not fucking me tonight because you can’t
recognize a good thing?”

He sighs in frustration and I watch him move his
hand through his hair. He takes a step toward me, leaning over the bed, and
grabs my hands. In the blink of an eye, I’m up on my feet standing chest to
chest with him.