Hooker (39 page)

‘When am I going to see you again?’

‘There’s a spare room at my apartment in Sydney. Once I’m settled, you can come down and stay some weekends.’

‘I’d
like that,’ she whispers.

My thumb sweeps across her cheek, wiping away her tears. It kills me to see her so upset. I wish I didn’t have to leave.

Her eyes lock with mine, and just like in the corridor, something shifts. It’s like the universe has suddenly stopped spinning. I’m frozen. When her gaze flicks down to my mouth, and her tongue darts out to moisten her lips, my need to kiss her again is almost my undoing. I’ve gotta get the fuck out of here. I’m trying to be the good guy, but failing.

Before I get the chance to do anything, her face moves towards mine as her eyes drift shut. The moment our lips connect, all my resolve vanishes. My fingers thread through her hair as I draw her closer, deepening the kiss. I’m so lost in this moment, I’m powerless to stop it.

‘Jax,’ she whispers against my mouth as her body leans forwards, pushing me back down on the mattress. The second she straddles my lap and her sweet lips meet mine again, I know I’m a goner.

‘Candice,’ I breathe as my fingers trail up the length of her legs, coming to rest on her arse. This is my wildest dream and my worst fucking nightmare all rolled into one. I’ve dreamt and dreaded this moment since I first laid eyes on her.

She’s my fucking kryptonite
.

I groan into her mouth when she rotates her hips over my rock hard dick. I need to put a stop to this, but I can’t. I crave her too much.

When she abruptly pulls out of the kiss, I’m filled with mixed emotions. I’m thankful that, unlike me, she has the strength to stop this, but I’m gutted too.

She manoeuvres her body down mine, sliding her hands underneath my T-shirt as she goes.

Maybe
I misunderstood.

When she leans forwards, running her tongue across my abdomen before raising her face and giving me a mischievous smile, I know I’ve misunderstood. Sweet Jesus, have I misunderstood.

I swear my heart skips a beat when her fingers move to the waistband of my jeans. Is this really happening? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve jacked off to the image of her lips wrapped around my cock.

She makes easy work of undoing the buttons, which is unnerving. I’m not naive enough to think this is her first time. Actually, I know it’s not.

Candice was dating one of my brother’s loser mates when we first met. I’ll never forget it. They were all hanging around by the pool, so I decided to go for a swim. It was only to piss my brother off. He and his preppy mates have always thought they were too good for me, and I get pleasure out of riling them up. They were playing some pansy-arse game of water polo or something, so I ran out onto the back deck, doing a mother of bomb right in the middle of their game. I hadn’t even noticed her sitting on the edge until I heard her sweet laugh when I broke the surface.

My head snapped in her direction, while my brother and his mates screamed profanities at me. She was fully dressed and soaked from the splash, but surprisingly, she was smiling. It was a beautiful fucking smile too. I’ve never been a believer in love at first sight, but fuck me if I didn’t fall a little in love with her in that moment. If it had been any of the other stuck-up bitches my brother hangs around, all hell would’ve broken loose.

Two days later, I ended up beating the crap out of her boyfriend in our kitchen after I heard him bragging about
her exceptional oral skills to my brother and his dickhead mates.

Thankfully, she saw the light and broke up with him a week later. We’ve been hanging out together ever since.

I’m pulled back into reality when her hand slides inside my boxer briefs, causing me to inhale a sharp breath. I’m torn. I want this more than I want my next breath, but it’s what comes after that petrifies the hell out of me. I can’t lose her.

‘Holy crap,’ she whispers once she’s freed my cock. ‘I had no idea you were packing this monster in your pants.’ Her comment makes me laugh. ‘This thing should come with a warning label.’

‘You’re not the first person to say that,’ I reply with amusement. When her eyes slightly narrow and her grip on my cock tightens, I get the impression she doesn’t want to hear about the other girls I’ve been with. I don’t blame her.

I’m positive that’s part of the reason I beat up her ex. One, because he was telling his mates how well she sucks cock, and two, the thought of them together like that really fucked with my head.

I take a deep breath and hold it as her face inches towards my dick. Part of me is screaming, ‘Stop this before it goes any further!’ But I can’t. Maybe the alcohol coursing through my veins is affecting my rational thinking, or maybe it’s because all the blood in my head is now rushing to my cock.

The second her sweet mouth wraps around the head, every ounce of fight leaves me. ‘Candice,’ I moan as my hands thread through her hair. ‘
Fuck
.’ My eyes roll back in my head as my hips involuntarily thrust towards her mouth. She takes me deep into her throat, palming my balls in her hand at the same time. I bet you a thousand bucks one of those trophies in
her cabinet says:
Blowjob Queen—Candice Crawford
. If there isn’t one, there fucking should be.

I bask in her magic mouth for a little while longer, before putting my hands under her arms and dragging her up my body. It’s not fair that I’m the one getting all the pleasure.

When her mouth crashes into mine, I flip her over onto her back, covering half of her body with my own. ‘It’s my turn now.’

‘Oh Jax,’ she whispers into my mouth, when my fingers trail up her leg and under that sexy little denim skirt she’s wearing. I groan when she parts her legs for me, allowing me better access.

I’m still up in the air about what we’re doing but I’m losing the battle with every second that passes. The moment my hand runs between her legs and over the soaked fabric of her lace panties, all my indecision vanishes. I need her—more than fucking life itself.

Sliding my hand into her underwear, my fingers glide through her heaven. She’s so fucking wet for me. ‘I need to taste you,’ I say, pulling out of the kiss and making eye contact with her.

‘Please,’ she whimpers.

‘Are you sure?’ I ask, hoping she has the sense to stop this, because I sure as hell don’t.

My hopes are dashed when she nods before uttering, ‘Yes. I’ve never been surer.’ There’s no way I can deny her.

Sitting back on my haunches, I glide her pink lace panties down her legs. She lifts her torso away from the mattress, pulling her shirt over her head, and removing her bra while she’s at it. Fuck, she’s beautiful. Surely she didn’t need all those trophies to tell her that. My eyes rake over her luscious body. She literally takes my breath away.

I’m
so fucking hard my cock aches.

She moans the moment my mouth bears down on her and her fingers grip my hair. Christ, she tastes just as sweet as I knew she would. I love that it only takes me minutes to have her coming undone.

I place my hand over her mouth when she screams out in pleasure. Her mother’s downstairs. I don’t fancy facing her wrath if she finds out what we’re up to in here.

Taking my time, I kiss my way up her body until my mouth covers hers. I know the day will come that I’ll regret doing this, but I’m too lost in her to care right now.

My body is still nestled between her legs, and my need to be inside her is so strong.

‘Fuck me Jax,’ she breathes. Did she just read my mind?

‘Candice,’ I murmur as I move my cock towards her opening. The moment I slide the tip inside, I throw my head back and groan. She’s so tight. She feels …
amazing
.

My mouth hungrily captures hers as I push my hips forwards, filling her completely. Her pussy feels like a vice. I hear her breath hitch and her body stiffen.

‘Shit. Are you okay?’ I ask, pulling out of the kiss.

‘I’m perfect.’

‘Do you want me to stop?’
Please don’t say yes
.

‘No. Just give me a minute. You’re hung like a horse, remember?’

I chuckle at her comment. She has no filter whatsoever. I love that about her.

Stilling, I give her body time to adjust. My mouth meets her again, but this time my kiss is a lot softer. I stay buried inside her for the longest time, while we make out until my need to move becomes too much.

Drawing
my hips back slightly, we moan in unison when I slide back in. Within minutes I’m moving at a steady pace, pumping into her little slice of heaven, over and over. Rocking her hips, she meets me stroke for stoke. The sheer enormity of what I’m feeling for her in this moment scares me.

It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

Flipping over onto my back, I bring her with me. ‘You’ve never looked more beautiful than you do right now,’ I say as she straddles my hips and sinks down onto my cock.

She rewards me with a smile. ‘I’ve never felt more beautiful.’

My fingers dig into her hips as I slightly lift her before drawing her back down. I watch as her eyes flutter shut and her mouth parts as she sweetly moans. Lowering my gaze, I stare at her pussy tightly wrapped around my dick. It’s a perfect fit. Then my heart sinks.

‘Fuck,’ I grate out, pulling her off me in a panic.

‘What?’ she asks, confused.

‘I forgot to put a rubber on.’ I’ve never gone bareback before. ‘Shit,’ I say, looking down at my cock. What the hell? Is that blood? ‘Fuck.’ That’s all I damn well need. ‘Please don’t tell me you’re a virgin.’

‘Okay, I won’t,’ she whispers, wrapping her arms around her legs.

‘You won’t what?’

‘Tell you,’ she replies, turning her face away from me. In that moment no words are needed, her actions say it all. Christ. How could that be? I never would’ve let this go so far if I’d known.

The moment I go to stand, Candice grabs for my arm. ‘Don’t go,’ she begs. ‘I’ve mucked around with guys before, but I’ve never gone all the way. It’s no big deal.’

Running
my fingers through my hair in frustration, I turn to face her. ‘It’s a big deal, Candice.’

When I notice the tears pooling in her eyes I reach for her, pulling her to me.

‘Why didn’t you tell me?’

‘Because I know the type of person you are, Jax. You never would’ve gone through with it.’ She’s right, I wouldn’t have. Too late now, the damage is done.

We’re both silent for the longest time, until she finally speaks. ‘Please don’t leave me.’

I don’t reply because truthfully, I don’t know what to say. I’m not sure if she’s talking about this moment, or me going away to university. The thought of leaving her and not seeing her for God knows how long, is tearing me up inside.

‘I need you, Jax,’ she says, straddling my lap again. My entire body comes back to life the moment she sinks down onto me. ‘I need you,’ she repeats. When her lips meet mine again, I’m lost.

I fucking need her too.

‘Wait. Let me wrap it,’ I say, pulling out of the kiss.

‘No. I want to feel all of you, Jax. Just pull out when it’s time.’

My common sense screams, ‘Don’t be a fool, wrap that fucker,’ but my heart tells me to give her what she wants. My heart will always win out when it comes to her.

Holding my orgasm back, I drag this out as long as I can. I don’t want our time together to end, because I know it will be our last. The second I feel her muscles clench around my shaft, I can no longer stop the inevitable. Quickly pulling out, I stroke my cock a few times until I’m cumming all over her silky soft skin. It’s a beautiful sight.

In
this moment, I know I’m ruined. I’ll never again experience anything remotely close to what I just did with her.
Never
.

*

When I wake, the room is bathed in darkness, and my head hurts like a bitch. I lay there for a few minutes, trying to get my bearings. Then it hits me like a tonne of bricks—Candice.

Please let this be dream.

Turning my head, I see the beautiful profile of her face illuminated by the moonlight shining through her bedroom window. Fuck. It’s not a dream.

Throwing my legs over the side of the bed to sit up, I clutch my pounding head in my hands. What have I done? A lump rises in my throat as the enormity of everything I’ve just risked hits home.

I’m suddenly feeling like I can’t breathe. I need to get out of here. Standing, I blindly feel around the floor, searching for my pants. ‘Fuck,’ I murmur to myself as I slip into my jeans. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck.’

Once I’m dressed, I make the heartwrenching decision to walk away. It’s gonna kill me, but it needs to be done. I can’t face her in the morning. I just can’t.

‘I love you,’ I whisper as I lean down, gently placing my lips to hers. I’ve never uttered those words before. My family doesn’t do love.

She stirs briefly before releasing a cute snore. Even though my heart is heavy, it brings a smile to my face. I walk towards the door, glancing briefly over my shoulder as I go. This may be the last time I ever see her.

I
selfishly put my wants before my needs, and I hate myself right now. I’ve always wanted her, but more than anything I’ve needed her. I always will.

I fucked up.

I’ve ruined everything
.

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