Page 36 of Sinful Touch

I lower myself into the tub filled with bubbles. Jax wraps his arm around my stomach and pulls me back against him, and I lean back, sinking back into him.

He picked up the rag and slowly and gently started to clean my stomach.

There is something about his touch that makes me feel warm and fuzzy but also nervous and edgy. It is the weirdest feeling in the world.

Everything he does is so thought out and calculated. He wants to take care of me, to be the one to bathe me and wash away the dirt and sweat on my skin.

He leans down, resting his lips against my ear. His free hand starts to move in small circles down my chest and stomach.

“Sinful, that is what you are, Darlin,” Jax confesses in an amused voice.

“I think it is you that is the sinful one,” I say as I watch his hand disappear underneath the water moving closer and closer to my already pulsing pussy.

All he has to do is touch me, and I melt into his hands.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course,” He says as his hand continues to move down my body.

“When did you know?”

“Know what?“ He asks in a confused voice.

“When you wanted me.”

I feel my heart race with both my question and the closer his hand gets to my pussy.

He takes in a deep breath. “I knew the moment we ran into each other.”

“Really?“ I ask as his fingers move through my folds. A moan escapes me as I close my eyes.

He grabs onto my throat as his fingers move down and pushes two fingers inside my pussy.

My walls wrap tightly around them as he breathes into my ear.

“Yes, Darlin, from the moment you looked into my eyes, you had me.” He confesses with confidence.

“Me too.”

His fingers start to move in and out of me slowly, I arch my back he tightens his grip on my throat keeping me in place.

“We are forever intertwined, you and me. You are my drug, Darlin, my lifeline,” he confesses.

Tears form in my eyes as he continues to finger me.

“Jax.” I moan.

“I love you, now be my good girl and cum on my fucking fingers,” He whispers in a low dark voice sending me completely over the edge.

If this is self-care, I am already addicted.

19

Chad

Imake my way out of the classroom. I turn and lean against the wall, waiting for Liliana to come out. This is her last class, which means she should be coming out, and probably going to the library.

This class was boring, just like all the rest were, but what wasn’t boring was how Liliana couldn’t keep her eyes off of Jaxon; it was more than what she was doing before; something between the two of them had changed. I can’t put my finger on it completely, but if I could guess, it would be that she let him fuck her.

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