Page 82 of Puck It!

I smile and before I can say anything, he has me across the floor again.

I laugh, my cheeks aching from my smile, and to see this side of Jax too, it’s really something amazing. I don’t know how but it’s like my future is seen in my vision, and I see all of this in it with him.

As his arm curls around my waist and my hand slides up the nape of his neck, he tucks his lips to my neck. Our bodies firmly pressed together, feeling that gentleman slipping away and the fire between us catching a blaze. His panted breaths against my skin, sending that shiver down my spine causing my eyes to flutter. Our hips sway as my fingers dig into his neck as his hand slides down, grabbing a handful of my ass, lifting my heels from the floor.

"Now, that’s not gentleman like." I tease.

"Yeah, that shits gone." Huffing a laugh as he kisses my neck, and my nipples twist tight, feeling my entrance pulse with need.

"You ready to get out of here?"

I nod as I tuck my lips to his cheek, pressing a kiss there, "Yes, take me home."

And that’s what we do. After grabbing our jackets, we get out to the parking lot, the smell of rain in the air, I look over to Jax.

He laughs his words, "We might be getting wet.

"You were going to anyways." I tease.

I giggle as his brows shoot up and I put my helmet on. He returns that laugh as he puts his helmet on, before he swings his leg over, sitting on his bike as he starts it. My hand curls around his shoulder as I step up on the peg and swing my leg over, nestling behind him tightly.

"Hang on tight Angel."

"I know."

It’s not really fun riding in the rain, it can be dangerous, so hopefully it holds off.

Scooting tighter, I wrap my arms around Jax as he begins to pull away. Leaving my visor cracked to breathe in that fresh air, I lay my head against his back and enjoy the ride.

As soon as he pulls onto the road we live off, the rain lets loose like opening flood gates hitting my hands like needles.

"Ooh, this is a cold one."

He chuckles, "We almost made it too."

"It’s alright, a little rain never hurt anyone." I giggle.

He pulls into the driveway, the rain not letting up, we both are soaked and his bike comes to a stop in the garage, and I get off. Sliding my helmet from my head, giving Jax a playful look as he lifts a brow.

We’re already wet; I take off running back out into the rain, and let it beat against my face, half drowning my ass, but it feels so good. My arms come up and I embrace it, hearing Jax laugh at me in the garage.

I dance around in the rain, fuck it.

Jax

I watch her spin around in the rain, laughing with her, never at her.

She turns and looks at me, knowing her sass is about to come from those lips, "Don’t tell me you’re scared to get wet."

A crack of lightning sounds out, seeing the glow of the bolt strike out.

"Macie get in here before you get hit by lightning."

She laughs, "No, not until you come out here."

I huff my laugh as I shake my head, before I walk out to her. The rain beats against my jacket, soaking me within seconds, not a chance this shits going to let up. I curl my arm around her little waist and pull her into me as she looks up.

"I used to love dancing in the rain."

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