Page 39 of Puck It!

Alright I’ll admit, I’m digging it, and those perky fucking tits hard as rocks with the cold water. She really is letting loose, and oh boy, this might get intense.

I haven't seen Macie like this since Holly died and even before that really, since her dad died. She reminds me of my sister so much, that's why they got along so good.

Jax told me a little about what was going on, no wonder she's been like she has. I'm cool with Macie being with us. She was anyways. She knows how to have a good time and handle our stupid fucking jokes, especially from me. I'm so hard on her sometimes, but she gives it back. Or gives it first and I finish it.

If anything, she will keep our asses in check and out of trouble, which Jax and I tend to get into a lot of. We don't need to fuck this all up, we've worked too hard for it.

It's also about fucking time my boy finally grew a set and told Macie how he felt. Good on him. Fucker.

Macie

I can't stop giggling to myself, watching Jax and Sully swim out to me. I feel so free, there is no judgement hanging over my shoulder, no secret dancing to hide. Just me.

"This water is fucking freezing Macie." Sully barks and I laugh as I tread water.

"Yeah, maybe, but it got us out of the truck."

"True." Sully splashes me, causing our laughs to carry, and a memory to be made that the three of us are making.

Jax pulls me into him, and I loop my arms around his neck as my legs wrap around his waist. His hands slide over my bare ass, as his spread fingers dig into my flesh, pulling me tighter against him, brushing my center against his bare stomach.

Feeling like it should be my turn to drive, Sully has, Jax has most of it, so I ask, "Do you want me to drive for a little bit?"

"No, you just keep that smile on your face."

My smile gets bigger, "I will."

"Thank you Jax." If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have left, well not just yet.

We both go under water from Sully pushing us under and when we surface, our laughs rip watching Sully swim his ass off back to shore as I wipe the water from my face and start to swim towards the shore, feeling Jax's hand grab the back of my neck, turning me as he pulls me into him.

"Angel, you do not need to thank me and don't think you owe me anything, either. You do you, don't hide from the girl I'm looking at right now. The real you."

That pull I've been feeling tightens in my chest as I stare into his eyes.

"Understand?" He growls and it causes my ice-cold nipples to twist even harder, but I nod my answer with my smile, "Yes."

He tightens his grip on the back of my neck, causing my chin to rise, "Good girl."

I bite my lip with my smile, letting a moan hum in my throat, "I like being told I'm a good girl."

He scoffs playfully, "Easy Angel, you can be a bad girl too."

I wrap my legs around his waist, locking my ankles as I rock my hips, brushing my center against his stomach, "Yes, I can."

He chuckles before pulling my lips to his and my arms wrap around his neck as we float in the water, the freezing cold water might I add.

His hand slides from my ass over my thigh before getting between my legs, sliding two fingers between my folds.

A moan hums in my throat as he continues to slide his fingers over my opening, circling my clit, feeling my slit pulse, wanting so much more of him.

"Not yet Angel."

I scoff as his hand disappears from between my legs, teasing me again, "Jax, you’re going to make me be a bad girl, you keep teasing me like that."

He chuckles in a deep growl melting me, "Good"

"Come on before we get hypothermia." He whispers against my lips causing me to giggle, but I'm all for it, my teeth are chattering, but I’m unsure if that’s from me being cold, or the need pulsing between my legs.

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