Page 80 of Dirty Pucking Tease

My phone buzzed.

Kaia: Can I come in?

I didn't have time to respond. There was a tap on the bathroom door before the door slowly eased open. "Jax?"

"Kaia?" I pushed off the bed. "I didn't think you were home. Your car..." I trailed off as she stepped into the soft glow of the moonlight, sucking a sharp breath at the sight of her hair pulled up messily on top of her head and wearing one of my old oversized tees that came down to her mid-thigh showing off her bare legs and feet.

This girl had no idea what she did to me. My fingertips ached to trail over her bare, heated, silky skin. I clenched my twitching fists at my sides to keep them from reaching out to her.

"Harlow's battery was dead, so she borrowed mine."

"So you didn't go home with Alex?"

She cocked her pretty little face to the side, narrowing her eyes. "Did you think I went home with him?"

I shrugged. "I saw you leave the bar together, and then when your car wasn't here..." I trailed off because I didn't want to finish where I was going.

"Alex walked me to my car, and I came home. I needed a minute to process everything."

"And did you process everything?" Swallowing hard, I averted my gaze, knowing I might not want to hear what she was about to say.

She nodded. "I texted Alex about an hour ago that I hope we can stay friends."

My gaze snapped up, meeting hers. "What?" I wasn't sure I heard her right, and if I did, what did that mean for us? My heart pounded wildly in my chest.

"He said he would love to be my friend just in case you fucked up again." She released a nervous chuckle.

"What are you saying, Kai?" I slipped into her space so close she could feel the heat of my words. She didn't say anything as her gaze locked on my mouth, and her teeth sank into his bottomlip as my hands curled around her small waist before I slowly nudged her back. "Kai?" She didn't answer, but everything in the way she was looking at me said she wanted me to kiss her. I needed to hear her say it, though. I needed to hear her say she was mine.

Her back hit the wall, and my palms flattened on each side of her, completely caging her in.

"Kaia, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying," she whispered, "I don't want to play any more games, no more lessons, and no more second guessing what this is. I want you."

"Did your memory come back?" She shook her head. A twinge of disappointment hit me, and I dropped my arms. "Then I can't do this."

"Why?" Her face pinched.

Cupping the side of her throat, I pressed my thumb to her lower lip, tugging it down. "Because when you come back to me this time, I'm never letting you go again." Her tongue swept out brush across the tip of my thumb, and I groaned, tugging down until it popped free. "I'm willing to wait until you're sure."

"I am."

"How?"

"Because it's always been you."

The hand on her throat slid back, gripping the back of her neck, and my other hand found her hip as I pressed my body into hers, holding her in place. "How could you possibly know if you can't remember?"

"Because he knew. He knew that my heart still belonged to you." My face twisted with confusion. He, as in Alex? Did Alex tell her she was still in love with me? She shifted her weight against me, and my grip eased. "Okay, never mind. I'll text him back." She teased as she moved to escape my grasp, but she wasn't fast enough. I grabbed, turned, and pinned her front tothe wall. Her palms slapped flat against the wall. "If you don't want me anymore..."

Curling my fingers into her hips, I shoved my hips forward, pressing my throbbing erection hard against her ass. I dropped my mouth to her ear. "Does that feel like I don't want you?" I growled before pressing my lips to the spot just below her ear. My hand snaked around, slipping under the hem of her shirt as I pressed kisses down her neck, making my way to her shoulder. "I need you to be sure." I hummed against her heated skin as the tips of my fingers brushed against the lace of her panties. "Because the next time I slip my cock in this sweet pussy, it belongs to me. You are mine."

She whimpered as she dropped her hand and slid it over mine, so desperate for my touch that she was going to take matters into her own hands. My lips twitched with amusement as I cupped her pussy, letting her have control for only a second before I tore my hand away, grabbed her wrist, and slapped her flat palm against the cool wall. My hands slid up her arm, tangling her fingers in mine, pinning them tightly against the wall as I pushed my body harder into hers.

"Please, Jax," she begged. "I want you. I've always wanted you."

Releasing her hands, I stepped back, grabbed her waist, and twisted her around. Cupping her face, I searched her eyes for any signs of hesitation, but there was none. "Tell me you are mine."

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