Lawful Overdose (12 page)

Chapter Eleven

I’ll Let You Pick
Where You Put It

“It’s so cold,” I shiver, my teeth clattering
against each other.

“I’m sorry, sunshine. The landlord said someone’s
coming out to fix the heat today. Come here.”

He reaches his arms around my stomach and pulls me
into his strong body.

“I’ll keep you warm.”

It’s the beginning of November, but it feels like
the dead of winter. The weather is so unpredictable in Illinois. Just last week
it was Halloween and sixty-five degrees outside.  I’ll have to wear my
winter coat today to go outside.

I’ve been living with Jaxon for two months now and
I couldn’t be happier. It only took a week being here to realize I made the
right decision. I woke up that morning to a phone call from my mother. I hardly
ever spoke to her and she never called me, which should have been my first
warning that the phone call would be anything but pleasant.

We spoke briefly before she mentioned what she
really called for. The anniversary of my sister’s death was the following week
and she needed me to come home for it. When I explained that I couldn’t and I
had class, she started yelling at me. She said I was worthless, ungrateful,
uncaring, and void of emotion. All of these insults were fine. If I’m being
totally honest, I was just happy she seemed passionate about something again
Even if that something was belittling her daughter.

It didn’t get bad until she said the one thing she
knew would break me. She said it was my fault Arabella died. She said it was my
fucking fault and the least I could do was come home and pay my respects with
my family.

My mother was unbelievable.

She never could look at things level headed. Her
and my father never once acknowledged the role they played in Bella’s death.
And truthfully, if you really think about it, only one person put the drugs in
Bella’s mouth, and that was Bella. She died because of her actions, so if
anyone is truly to blame, it’s her.

As my mother continued to scream at me, Jaxon
walked in and saw the tears falling from my eyes. He moved quickly and took the
phone out of my hands, hanging up on my mother.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He asked me.

I told him everything. I repeated as much of the
conversation as I could remember and then I cried in his arms for hours, until
I fell asleep from exhaustion.

When I woke up, he had my coffee and ice cream
waiting for me.

“Jaxon, it’s four in the afternoon and I ate
breakfast this morning.”

He placed the cup of coffee in my hand, “I know,
but you’ve had a rough day and coffee and ice cream seems to make you very
happy. Besides, I’m a rule breaker.”

His gesture meant the world to me and I knew if I
was back at my apartment when this happened, I would wallow for days and then
do something completely stupid.

I had someone who cared about me now, who loved me,
and I wouldn’t let go of that for anything.

A week later, on the anniversary of my sister’s
death, Jaxon didn’t leave my side. We skipped class and spent the day together.
I told him stories of my childhood, I let him know all about Bella, and we even
did a few activities I used to do with her. He never once complained and he
seemed genuinely happy to learn more about me.

Now it’s the beginning of November, I’m freezing my
ass off, and I have to get ready for work, but I’m too content lying in Jaxon’s
arms.

“You’re beautiful, so beautiful I feel bad for
other women,” he whispers into my hair.

“You only think that because your thoughts are
tainted by your love for me.”

“That’s not true. I thought it the first time I saw
you. I was sitting with Ryan at my brother’s restaurant. I watched you talking
to another table. The woman sitting down said something to make you laugh and
when you smiled, I felt my body go warm inside. It’s cliché, I know, but I knew
in that moment I had to meet you. I got my phone out and sent a text to Ryder,
asking him to have you wait on us.”

I move my head to look up at him, “What?”

“Yep. That’s the reason you were at my table that
night. I knew if I told him I was interested in you, he would never send you
over. He probably would have made you go home for the night, so I made some
bullshit excuse about Ryan thinking you were hot and wanting to check out your
ass.”

“Wow. Ryder lied to me. He told me he only trusted
me at your table. I don’t know if I should be flattered that you went to that
trouble to get me to notice you, or pissed that Ryder sent me over there
thinking Ryan wanted to check out my ass.”

Jaxon laughs, “To be fair, it’s a great ass. He
probably didn’t want anyone to miss out on such a beautiful peace of work.”

I feel his lips on mine and I’m suddenly not cold
anymore. I want him, now.

His hands drift down my chest, over my stomach, and
around my waist until they land on each of my butt cheeks.

He squeezes them firmly, “Perfect.”

His fingers trail slowly down my crack, teasing my
entrance before moving further between my legs. He makes contact with my pussy
and plunges two fingers deep inside.

“Jaxon,” I moan, clawing my fingers deep into his
shoulder blades.

I feel his fingers leave my body just as fast as
they entered it, and I want to scream in protest. He flips me over, onto my
stomach, and pulls my hips back to meet his groin. I can feel his erection
against my ass.

He places one hand on my hips and his other on his
cock, placing it right at my core. I can feel the head teasing my pussy before
he plunges forward, hitting me so deep, filling me completely.

“Fuck, yes!” I scream.

"That’s right, baby. Give me that pussy.” He
slaps my ass and I feel the vibrations all the way to my clit.

“Are you mine, Tessa?”

Hell yes, I’m yours.

“Yes,” I squeal, unable to control my voice.

“Is every part of you mine?”

“Yes.”

“That’s right, baby. Your lips are mine, your tits
are mine, your clit is mine, your pussy is mine, and your ass… is mine.”

I feel him move his finger around the puckered
entrance to my ass and he slowly enters me. It feels foreign, and surprisingly
good. I moan at the sensation his finger gives me, wanting more.

Jaxon starts to thrust his finger faster as his
cock pumps inside me. It’s too much. I’m on sensory overload and I scream out
the most intense orgasm of my life. Jaxon thrusts inside me a few more times
before I feel his body leave mine, and a warm liquid squirts against my lower
back.

Jaxon has just staked claim to my body, and I loved
every second of it.

His hands move and I’m surprised when I feel his
fingers move across my back and into his cum. I’m about to ask him what he’s
doing, when I feel his finger move back to my ass. He rubs his cum over my
entrance and plunges a lubricated finger inside.

“Is this mine, Tessa?”

I’m shocked at his tone, his need to dominate me.
It scares me, yet consumes me. I realize I want what he’s implying.

“Yes, it’s yours.”

“When can I have it, baby? I want it and I want it
bad. I promise you’ll want it, too.”

God, his words are turning me on. My nipples are
hard and I can feel my core starting to throb in need.

“It’s yours, whenever you want it."

“Good,” he says firmly and I feel his finger leave
my dark place. He moves to lie next to me on the bed and pulls me into his
side. “Soon.”

Soon. That four letter promise send chills
throughout my body. I love this man, and the hidden desires he brings out of me
are never ending.

***

I shower and get ready for work, putting sweatpants
on over my uniform. I’ll wear these until I get inside the restaurant. It’s too
cold to be walking around outside in booty shorts. I grab my purse and head
down to the parking lot to get in my Beetle.

I’m surprised, as always, when it starts with ease
for me. I thought for sure this thing would break down on me as soon as the
cold weather came, but she’s a beast and still purring. I pick up Piper from
her apartment and we make our way to Ryder’s. I hear the phone go off,
signaling a text from Jaxon.

“What the fuck is that?” Piper says in disgust.

“My phone.”

“Is that your ringtone?”

I laugh, “No, it’s my alert for when my man texts
me.”

“Let me get this straight, every time he texts you,
you hear a guy say ‘sexy’ in an obnoxious game show voice?”

“Yep.”

“Whatever floats your boat, honey.”

“Pipe, please check it and see what he wants.”

We hear 'sexy' again, indicating a second text from
Jaxon. I pull into Ryder’s and park near the entrance.

“I think I’m going to be sick, your love sick crap
is too much for me.”

She tosses the phone on my lap. I smile at her,
loving her discomfort and pick my phone up to read the text.

Jaxon: I love you

Jaxon: Gotta work late, sunshine. Have a good night
at work and I’ll wake you when I get home. Be prepared, I’ll have a very long,
hard present waiting for you. I’ll even let you pick where I put it.

I giggle at his flirtatious text and send him a
quick one back.

Me: I love you, too. My ass will anxiously be
awaiting your arrival. It’s about time you tapped that.

I hit send and almost immediately my phone goes off
with another text.

Jaxon: You have me so hard right now. I may have to
come into your work so you can fix it.

I smile at his eagerness before sending another
text back.

Me: Don’t make promises you can’t keep.

Jaxon: Who said I couldn’t keep it? I may lose my
job, but it would be worth it if it meant I got to fuck you.

Even through text he has me desperate for him. I
can feel the dampness in my panties.

Me: You have me so horny right now

Jaxon: Where are you? Are you alone?

It’s only then that I remember Piper is still in
the car with me. I look over at her and she is grinning wickedly at me.

“Don’t let me stop you. I’m enjoying reading your
dirty texts back and forth, much better than your love declarations.”

I flush in embarrassment and send him a quick text.

Me: No, at work. Piper’s next to me so I should go

I go to put my phone in my purse when another text
goes off.

Jaxon: You’re such a tease;) I love you. Call me or
text me when you get home and we can finish what you started. I want you to
play with yourself while I talk dirty to you.

I text back a quick “Ok” and walk into the
restaurant with Piper.

***

The restaurant is dead. I’ve had only one table in
the last three hours and Piper’s had two. We’re sitting at the bar with Ryder
and Mikey, and I’m dreading the next three hours before we close.

“This blows,” Mikey says while twirling a shot
glass in his hand. “No one’s coming in and Big E is having another one of his
motel parties.”

Piper’s eyes light up in excitement before a frown
takes over her face.

“Hey, how come no one let me know about the party?”

“That’s because you’re no fun anymore, Pipe. You’re
tied down to that Ryan guy.”

“I am not,” she shouts. “I’m single, playing the
field, and I still know how to have fucking fun.”

“Okay, okay,” Mikey backs off. “When we get out of
here you can come up there with me. How about you, Trigger? You want to come
out and party with us?”

I know I should probably go home, especially since
I have a phone sex date, but I haven’t been to a party in weeks. I’m ashamed to
say, but I kind of miss getting drunk and dancing until dawn.

“Yeah, sure, I’m in.”

“Hell, yeah!” Piper’s more excited about this than
I am.

“Ryder,” she says his name flirtatiously. “Do you
think we could leave early to go hit up this party?”

I look at the clock above the bar. It’s a little
after ten. If we’re dead now I can guarantee we’ll be dead until we close at
one in the morning.

I can see Ryder contemplating his decision. “What
the hell, just go.”

“What?” We all say in unison.

“You heard me,” he says, getting up from his chair.
“We’re closing early. I’ll shut the place down, you kids go and have fun.”