Page 48 of Count On Me

I didn’t know what to expect when I came over to Jaxson’s house. After getting that voicemail, I was torn between crying happy tears and being really annoyed that he was drunk again. I half expected him to be with a woman, hence why I stormed into his bedroom. I needed to check he was alone and I needed to get away from his naked torso, begging me to lick it as well.

When I found that picture, I was blown away. He kept me next to him. All these years and he kept me next to him.

Something snapped inside me and I had to force him to say the words he said to me in the voicemail. I needed to hear he loved me as much as I loved him. I had to make him admit it out loud, so we could both move forward.

And now I’m straddling him, in his bedroom, with just a towel between me and the good stuff.

I climb off his lap and grab his hand, pulling him to stand with me. Running my hand over his abs and biting my bottom lip as I bring my eyes to his.

“Edie, you don’t have to.” His words say one thing, but his body is telling me another story. His eyes darken with desire andhis towel is tented with his erection. Goosebumps dot his skin as I run my fingertips over it.

“But what if I want to?” I ask him as I circle around to his back and run my hands over his muscles. I place my mouth on his shoulder and watch as he takes a deep breath. My lips tingle with the need to taste him, all of him, and I slowly come around to his front. I let my hand slowly slide over the top of the towel and dip my fingers inside, loosening it and letting it drop around his feet. I keep my eyes on his as my hand grazes over him, and smile when he hisses through his teeth at my touch.

“Edie.” It's more of a beg than a moan, but hearing it makes me pause.

“I want this, Jaxson,” I tell him as I wrap my hands around his erection and glide my fists up and down.

“Thank fuck,” he exclaims and spins us around so the backs of my knees hit against the bed. He pushes my shoulders so I’m sitting and looking up at him. The time for me to call the shots is gone. Jaxson is in full control now.

“Edie, tell me what you want. Tell me what you like. I’ve waited so fucking long to see you.” The desperation in his voice as he undresses me makes pride swell in my chest.

“I don’t know what I like. I’ve never done this.” I sigh as he lifts the hem of my shirt up and over my head. He takes a breath as he gazes at my lace-clad breasts. Instinctively, I go to cover my stomach rolls, but he moves my hand away.

“Let me see you, Edie. All of you. From now on, you’re mine to look at, to worship, to drive crazy. I want to see all of you. I don’t want you to hide anything from me. You’re fucking beautiful, Eddie.” His words fill me with a confidence I’ve kept buried deep inside of me and I smile up at him. “How about I tell you what I want to do to you and you tell me if it sounds like something you’d like?” I nod my head, words eluding me.

“I want to kiss you, Edie. To run my tongue over your body and taste your skin.” My breathing increases with each gravelly word he utters. As he reaches around and undoes my bra, he tells me, “I want to bring your pretty little nipples into my mouth and make you come like that.” He palms my breast and rolls his thumb over my stiff peak and I cry out in pleasure. “I want to worship you, devour you, own every inch of you with my tongue. I want your body to crave my touch. And your voice to chant my name.

“And when I’ve driven you so mad with need and desire that you’re begging for more, then, and only then, will I slide my cock into your pussy and savour every inch of you wrapped around me.”

He lays me down on the bed and slides my trackies off with my thong, leaving me laying in front of him, bare. His cock bobs at the sight of me and I ache to lick the precum off his crown. He runs his hands up and down my skin, brushing over my breasts and making me crazy with need.

“I want to watch as you come apart while riding me, Edie. And then I want to do it all over again. Because one night with you will never be enough. It will never be enough. I’ll always want more of you.”

I wrap my arms around his neck and bring his head to mine. I whisper against his lips, “I want all that, Jax. I want everything with you.”

I press my lips against his and fall back on to the bed. He kisses me like I’m a drug and he's addicted to me. Desperately craving his next fix and it never being enough. He glides his hand over my stomach and instead of flinching away from him, I crave his touch. As he lowers his hand even more, I groan into his mouth as his fingers brush over my clit, crying out when he presses down.

The intense heat rushing through my veins makes me desperate for more. I break our lips apart and beg him, “Please, more.” I don’t care if I’m begging. All I need is my release at the hands of Jaxson Brady.

He runs his fingers through my aching slit and I grab his shoulders as he pushes a finger inside of me. “Shit, Edie, you’re so fucking tight,” he pants out at me, but I can’t focus on anything but the immense pleasure his finger pumping in and out of me is causing.

Warmth fills my body and I climb higher and higher, my hips meeting his rhythm thrust for thrust, chasing my release until he presses down on the sensitive bundle of nerves and I explode over and over again as wave after wave consumes me.

I’m barely aware of him getting a condom out of his drawer and putting it on, and I smile as I feel him at my entrance.

“Edie, last chance to back out, baby,” he tells me, and I open my eyes to see him hovering over me.

I wrap my legs around him and smile. “Please, Jaxson, make me yours.”

With a groan, he slides into me slowly. I bite my lip and my breath hitches as the sharp pain catches me off guard.

“I’m sorry, Edie. Want me to stop?”

I shake my head and tighten my legs around him as he pushes into me gently. He stills inside me and gently rotates his hips, and, slowly, the pain fades into a blissful feeling.

I mewl decadently as he kisses my neck and starts to move again. In and out, he thrusts slowly. He looks into my eyes and I can see that he’s holding back. I run my hands down his back and grip his arse.

“I need more. Don’t hold back. I want all of you,” I place my lips on his shoulder and nip at his skin.

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