“Shit!” I sit up and throw my head back, feeling every single inch of him.
Something about this small space and this angle makes him hit spots inside me he hasn’t before. I grind my hips on him, the tip of him hitting something inside me that has tingles already forming in my abdomen, making me crazed. I raise my hands to the roof of the car and bounce on him as much as I can, feeling my oversized chest mimic my movements.
Sex is always amazing with Jaxon, but there’s something about tonight that has my body feeling completely out of control.
I press one hand against the window while the other is still gripping the roof and protecting my head. I bounce faster as Jaxon slips his hand under my dress and moves my bra aside to squeeze one of my breasts, pulling on a nipple in the process. The pinching sensation on my nipple has my insides trembling, and the pressure from my impending orgasm rises.
The windows of the car slowly fog up, and I close my eyes to await detonation.
Leaning down, I kiss Jaxon, his tongue massaging mine.
“I more than love you, Charming,” I whisper into his mouth like it’s a secret nobody else can hear.
“I more than love you, baby,” he says back between kisses, gently sucking on my lower lip and releasing it.
The tingles inside me turn into fireworks as I sit up again, holding my breath, and my orgasm shoots through me. My stomach tightens, and my insides contract, almost desperate to remove Jaxon from me. Through the high of my orgasm, he lifts his hips, continuing to thrust inside me.
Jaxon tenses up, letting out a groan as he releases inside me. A wave of pleasure courses down my spine again as my walls pulse, surprising me when clear liquid expels from my folds, landing on Jaxon’s V line.
He watches in amazement when more liquid releases with every thrust forward as he slowly guides me back and forth. I can’t resist the overwhelming desire to collapse from the euphoric feeling.
We sit here silent, breathless, our chests rising and falling together.
“Holy fuck, that was hot as hell,” Jaxon breathes out, my body still limp as I lean my head on the window.
He takes a finger, runs it through the liquid, and wraps his lips around to taste it.
He groans in satisfaction. “You’re my own personal drug, Cameron Nasaro.”
My upper body finally gives out, and I fall on top of his chest, lying with him still inside me.
Jaxon brushes his fingers through my hair as I breathe out, “That was something else.” I relax as my chest rises and falls on top of his. “I’ve never done that before.”
He responds with a cocky tone, “I know. You’re welcome.” I’d be eye-rolling him right now if I had any energy left.
Jaxon lifts my chin to him and gently kisses my nose, more serious now. Running his hands through my hair, twirling the ends, he says, “Thank you, baby. I needed that.”
“Next time, it’ll cost ya.”
He squeezes his arms around me. “Oh, yeah? How much?”
“We can start with the twenty bucks for these tights.”
Jaxon tickles my waist, and I burst out in laughter as I jump off him and land back in my seat.
The ending of the movie is playing as I wipe myself down with some paper towels. I watch as a woman frantically runs through Manhattan looking for this lost love of hers so she can kiss him at midnight on New Year’s Eve.
I can’t help but be grateful I don’t have to search for my love. I’ll have him with me when the real ball drops.
Forty-four
Jaxon
It’s the last day of the year, the final hours of this exact time in the world, and once it hits midnight, there’s no going back.
It’s bittersweet, but this year definitely leaned more towards the sweet side. I’m closing out this chapter with a new life, a new daughter, and the love of my life.
Cameron has brought me happiness I didn’t even realize I was missing. It was like my subconscious knew she was out there and refused to settle on any woman until the first time I saw her standing there in my store. She’s the reason none of my previous relationships have ever worked out.
The universe waited until the perfect moment to have her walk through those doors.
Before that night, I questioned where my life was headed. As happy as I was living with Sayeed and Sam, I couldn’t help but feel like a piece of me was missing.
I never thought that piece would be a petite brunette with the most beautiful dark eyes and ivory skin. I had no idea that my Nyx was walking this earth, a damaged soul like myself, just waiting to be put back together.
Little does she know she actually saved me. She saved me from a life where I’d never be able to experience real love, the rawest form of emotion you can have for another person. There’s nobody else out there for me. Nobody who can ignite these fires inside me that keep me going- wanting to do better, and be better, for her.
I’ll stop at nothing to keep this girl happy and replace all of the doubts her parents planted deep inside her mind.
Not only will this girl be my wife one day, but I’ll do whatever it takes to get her the house she wants- a Victorian-style house, the type she always says she wishes she could live in. If she does want kids, then I’m gonna work tirelessly to give her as many little Jaxons as she’ll allow me to. Enjoying every minute of it, obviously.
I’d go to war for her, without hesitation.
The fact I’ve been blessed to meet not only one perfect little lady but two this year makes me that much more grateful. And I’ll love them both until my lungs give out.
I walk out of my room
