Page 62 of Sinful Touch

He is my life now, and he is my everything.

We make our way into the bathroom. Jax removes his clothes and then focuses on me, removing my dress, bra, and underwear. He walks into the shower and turns on the hot water.

He rests his hands against the wall, allowing the water to fall down his gorgeous tattooed back.

I walk into the shower and wrap my arms around his stomach, resting the side of my face against his chest.

He rests his hand on top of mine.

“I love you, Jax,” I whisper.

He lowers his hand and slowly turns in my arms, forcing me to pull back. He wraps his arms around me, leaning down his lips, almost touching mine.

“I love you, Darlin, with everything I am, I love you, and I promise I will take care of you.”

“I trust you,” I confess to him, knowing he needs to hear the words.

He smiles and leans in the rest of the way, connecting his lips to mine. I open my mouth, feeling his tongue enter, and my body melts into him as we start to get lost in each other.

I made the right choice.

I made the only choice for me, it has always been him, and will always be him.

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Chad

Last year, I had the time of my life on the breaks from school; I got laid, got drunk, hung out with my friends, and trained a lot.

This year I couldn’t fucking do any of it, not as I did before because she fucking invaded my head, everything I did, I saw her face and heard her voice.

The more I try and forget her, the more she takes me over.

I understand why Jaxon is fucking obsessed with her, she doesn’t even try, and she has fucking drowned me in herself. It is annoying, so fucking annoying.

I fucked some women, but they weren’t her.

I got drunk, but the booze couldn’t erase her voice or her eyes looking at my soul.

I spent time with friends, but I could not laugh or let go because her smell and fear were all I could think about.

Yes, I trained every fucking day for hours, but no amount of training could help me escape her.

I am living in a fucking nightmare.

I come from a family that has addictive personalities. I have always been able to use it to help me get ahead in life, but now my addictive personality has betrayed me and has caused me to crave and desire someone I shouldn't.

This is her last fucking chance, I have been more than kind to her, yes I have touched her but she deserved it. She is the reason any of this is happening.

I am giving her one last chance to submit and say yes to me.

It will be easy and simple. I will leave the letter, and she will read it. The letter will tell her when and where to meet me. If she comes to where I am telling her to, then I will not harm her anymore.

She will get on her knees, suck my cock, and it will be the end of it.

If she doesn’t come to the place the letter states, then I will know her answer, and she will regret ever telling me no to begin with.

I lean over and place the note inside her notebook. She is always looking at that damn thing, taking notes and writing. She will find it. I know she will.

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