Page 11 of Puck It!

“Good money, and it’s fun. I love dancing.”

“I assume mommy dearest doesn’t know; Koda didn’t seem like he knew.”

“Because they don’t.” Opening my passenger door and I slide down into the seat and he shuts the door, before rounding the car, getting into the driver’s seat asking, “Why do you hide it?”

“Because of how you are acting. As bad as it may look, you still enjoyed it.”

“Fuck yeah, I enjoyed it.”

“So, we enjoy it too, we enjoy a style that isn’t appreciated by all, and that’s okay, but we do, and so do you.”

“That’s why I do it.” Relaxing into the seat and look out the window.

“I think you are the only girl I know that drives a stick.”

I giggle with that. “Yeah, my dad taught me.”

“You were close with him, weren’t you?”

“Yeah, very close.”

“He’s why you quit skating isn’t it?”

I look over and he does the same, meeting my gaze before turning it back on the road.

I grind my jaw, hating this question, and answering it, “Yes, he is why I quit.”

He was my biggest supporter, mom was worried about Dakota, so was dad, but he always helped me get where I needed to be. I just didn’t have it in me to keep going.

Jax pulls into the driveway, parking my car, before shutting it off.

“Thanks for driving me home Cap.”

He chuckles opening his door and I do the same, both getting out, we start our walk in the house.

When I get to my bedroom door, I turn and look up at him.

“Angel, we have some talking to do, I meant what I said, but we’ll talk tomorrow about it.”

“Why not now?”

“Because my mind is not in my head right now.” Cocking a brow with his words, and I giggle.

“Alright then, glad you enjoyed the show tonight.” I shoot him a wink as my hand turns the door handle to my bedroom and take my step into my room.

His hand hooks my hip, turning me towards him, before he pushes me back against the wall, his fingers curl around the nape of my neck.

“I did more than enjoy the show Angel.” Whispering against my lips, before his lips press a kiss right next to my lips, before he whispers again, “It makes me crave you even more.”

I swallow his panted breaths against my parted lips, before the tip of my tongue licks my lips, biting down as my eyes flutter, “Ja-” His kiss cuts his name whispering from my mouth, his fingers curl into the back of my head, and I let go and say fuck it.

My hand reaches up, sliding my fingers through his hair, his tongue brushes against mine, pinning me against the wall with his body. The sensation sparks within my veins as I relish the feeling of his hard body against mine, the heated tension that is swirling around us and raging hot between my legs.

I’m not a virgin, but I also have never felt this, what his touch does to me.

His lips leave mine as his forehead presses against mine, “Angel, I can’t do this with you tonight, but I promise soon.”

He kisses my lips again, before he peels himself from my body, taking his warmth and all my feelings with him.

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