Page 84 of Alpha Jax

I swivel to face him, arching a brow. “You know where you’re going, Jaxon?”

“Just kinda driving aimlessly,” he shrugs.

A smirk creeps across my lips. “That’s all well and good, but you just turned onto a dead-end street.”

Jax sighs, hitting the brakes and doing a three-point turn in the middle of the road. “Okay, smartass. Mind directing me somewhere?”

“Go straight,” I giggle. “Hang a left at the stop sign, then a right at the top of the hill.”

We make small talk as Jax drives, seemingly both avoiding what we really need to talk about. I direct Jax to a little park on the edge of town, pointing out various places along the way- the town square, the high school, the little diner where Mom used to take Theo and I for milkshakes. The walk down memory lane makes me a little homesick for the first time since I left Summervale.

About ten years ago a larger park was put in closer to town, so the dilapidated little park on the edge fell into disuse. It’s somewhat off the beaten path, so it became the perfect place for high schoolers to sneak off to get into trouble away from prying eyes. I’ve definitely been here a time or two, up to no good- and I can’t say my intentions are any better tonight. I directed Jax here because it’s the first place I thought of as somewhere we could go to be alone, and when we’re alone, we tend to get naked.

The sky is getting dusky as we pull into the small parking lot, gravel crunching underneath the truck tires.

“Just park anywhere,” I say, gesturing ahead at the empty lot.

He pulls the truck to the farthest spot, shifting into park and cutting the engine. I don’t know why I’m suddenly so nervous- this should be easy, right? I already know how Jax feels, I’ve just gotta tell him that I feel the same way. Still, my anxiety is bubbling up as I glance over at Jax beside me, wringing my hands in my lap.

“Quinn, I…”

“No,” I cut him off, giving a little shake of my head. “Let me go first. I heard you out last night- well, what you were able to get out before Theo assaulted you- so now you can hear me out.”

Amusement flickers in Jax’s eyes as he snaps his mouth shut, giving me a nod to continue.

And then it all comes pouring out. “I’ve missed you too,” I gush. “I didn’t even know you could miss someone so much after just a couple of days. I was an idiot for breaking things off, I was living in denial thinking that it would make things easier somehow. And I thought I was the only one who caught feelings.”

I’m talking a mile a minute, barely taking a breath in between sentences. I’ve just gotta get it all out there- put it all on the line like he did for me last night.

“I wasn’t looking for this,” I continue. “I mean, I just got out of a serious relationship. I didn’t think I had the emotional bandwidth to jump into another one; I’m still not sure if I do. But I know this is too good to just walk away from, so if you wanna do this…”

I finally take a breath, tucking my hair behind my ears and staring into Jax’s eyes. “Do you wanna do this for real? Me and you? I mean, I know it’s messy and complicated and we’re from two different packs and I don’t know how it would ever even work out, but…”

Jax chuckles, reaching out to cup my cheek. “Slow down.”

My face heats in a flush as I sink my teeth in my bottom lip, blinking at him.

“Of course I want this,” Jax murmurs, leaning in closer to me, stroking my cheek with his thumb. “You’re all I want, Quinn.”

I’m not sure who closes the gap between us first, Jax or me- but suddenly his lips are on mine and I swear nothing has ever felt more right in my life than being right here, right now, kissing Jax. The kiss is urgent, desperate, like we’ve been waiting an eternity and may never get another chance. Like we’re starved for it. My lips move against his, his tongue twines with my own. I completely lose myself in it, stars dancing behind my eyelids as sparks of heat lick my skin from his touch.

Jax grabs my waist, yanking me toward him and I put forth zero resistance, climbing onto his lap eagerly and straddling him in the drivers’ seat. He runs his hands up my bare thighs, sliding my dress up to bunch around my hips. I can feel how hard he is underneath me, how much he wants me- it sends a flood of heat to my core as I start slowly grinding over his lap, looping my arms around his neck.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he murmurs against my lips, gripping my bare hips underneath my dress as I move against him. His tongue slips into my mouth again, tasting me, devouring me.

“Jaxon,” I pant when he finally lets me come up for air. I’m delirious with lust, grinding down harder on his clothed erection. My hands slip from Jax’s shoulders, moving down the front of his hard chest. When they reach the hem of his shirt, I tuck them underneath and cruise them back up, savoring the sensation of his warm skin under my palms. Then I lean my face beside his, nipping his earlobe and whispering, “take this off”.

Jax complies in two seconds flat, tearing his t-shirt off overhead. I practically start salivating at the sight of his bare chest, leaning in and pressing kisses to his hard pecs, moving my hands over his six-pack abs. Running my fingers along the waistband of his jeans.

I’m distracted from unbuttoning them when one of his own hands moves to cup my pussy through my panties. I let out a shuddering breath as he runs his fingertips along my slit, teasing me through the thin fabric.

“Fuck,” I gasp, reaching for the button of his jeans again. “Get theseoff,” I pant, popping the button and dragging the zipper down. “I need you inside me.”

“I love it when you talk dirty,” Jax growls, lifting his hips to slide his jeans and boxers down enough for his cock to spring free. As soon as it does, I take it in my hand, giving his throbbing member a tug as a deep rumble starts in his chest. He lets me stroke it a few times before he takes control again, lifting me by the hips, sliding my panties to the side, and positioning me over his lap.

A needy moan falls from my lips as he lowers me onto his hard dick, my pussy clenching tightly around him. He gives me a moment to adjust to his size before he lifts me up again, but each time he brings me back down on his cock it’s a little harder, a little deeper. The buildup is driving us both into a frenzy- he starts thrusting up to meet me, I buck my hips to meet each thrust.

I’m drunk on lust, lost in the moment when he grabs my dress around my waist, yanking it up to pull it off overhead. As soon as it’s off, he makes quick work of my bra and tosses it aside so he can bury his face in my breasts. Like I said, the guy is definitely a boob man. I toss my head back on a moan as he rolls one of my hard nipples between his teeth, squeezing and kneading my other breast with one hand while the other dips down between my legs.

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