Jax Mitchell

by Jennifer Foor

  “Jax, you alright, bro?”

  “Yeah. I’m just calling to make sure you got home okay. Is everything good?”

  “Everything is fine. Mom and dad were disappointed you weren’t with me, but I think they knew it was unlikely you’d come back. Josh has been picking up some slack while you’re not around. He works hard, but he ain’t you.”

  “Yeah, well I’m busy here too. We’ve almost got that whole plot cleared out. Uncle Colt says that they can do the foundation for the house in the next month or so.”

  Small talk was easy, until Jake stopped responding. I could hear a female in the background and right away knew who it was. My heart fluttered just recognizing her voice. Then I turned and saw Amber watching my every move. She was so beautiful, even with makeup remnants all over her cheeks from crying. “How’s Reese?”

  My brother sighed. “Do you really want to know?”

  “Well I did ask.”

  All of a sudden her voice filled the room. “Hi, Jax. How are you?”

  I felt uncomfortable talking to my ex, while lying on a bed with someone I was seeing. “I’m doing okay.” When I saw Amber look disappointed I changed my answer. “Actually I’m better than okay. Things are finally looking up for me.”

  I got a rise out of her as I watched the corner of her lips curling up. I winked to make sure she knew I was paying close attention to who I was in the room with.

  “That’s great. Jake told me you have a thing for Amber.”

  Of course he did. It was hard to keep my cool and not say something smart about my brother rubbing it in that I was interested in Amber, though I couldn’t blame him. She was the kind of girl I’d dreamed about being with since I went through puberty. “Yeah, it’s a thing alright. We’re seeing each other.”

  “Tell her I said hi. I never got to thank her for being there for me.”

  “She hears you. She’s laying right here with me.”

  Amber was waving her hands around like she didn’t want Reese knowing, where I was proud to be so close to her. I pulled her body against me, while holding onto my phone with the other hand. “Oh. I won’t keep you then.”

  “It’s fine,” Amber announced. “We’re not doing anything.”

  “She’s lying. I’m totally naked.” How could she deny it when it was the truth. I burst into a laughing fit after seeing the embarrassment on her face. “It’s all good. I’m glad you’re taking care of Jake.”

  “I’m trying, but it’s not me who can help him get through this. It’s you, Jax. You need each other, whether you want to admit it or not. Jake misses you, and so do I.”

  “Well I’m sorry to hear he isn’t doing good without me. I happen to be enjoying my time here in Kentucky. Tell Jake I’ll call him when I get back from my weekend getaway with Amber. Tootles.” I hung up the phone before Reese could say anything more.

  My eyebrow cocked when I peered over at Amber, waiting for her to scold me. “So, how was that?”

  “It was a good start.”

  “This is where you get naked.” I pointed to her dressed body.

  She seemed annoyed.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  “That’s how you think of me isn’t it? I’m just some stripper that likes taking off her clothes? Jax, I do that because I need the money to survive. I have rent, insurance and other bills, not to mention my school, which my parents stopped paying for. I couldn’t work three jobs and keep my grades up. It was impossible. For the past year I’ve been able to work three days a week and still bank enough money to make end’s meet. It’s my job. I don’t have to like it. I just need to make an effort and try not to take it home with me. I don’t want to be a stripper. I want to be a doctor.”

  I admired how defensive she was when explaining it. “I don’t want to see you naked because of what you do for a living. I want to see you naked because you’re a beautiful woman, and I can’t wait to get to know every inch of you, inside and out. That’s the truth.”

  Amber smiled and hid her face like I’d embarrassed her. “Sorry. I just assumed.”

  “Strip clubs are entertaining, but the moment I laid eyes on you I knew I didn’t need to stay and see anything else that place had to offer. In fact, I think I was in awe of you when I first saw your picture on my brother’s phone. You were clothed.”

  I watched Amber sit up on the bed. Slowly, she removed her top and then loosened her bikini until it fell off. Topless she fell back down on the mattress with me. “I’m keeping my shorts on.”

  “I’ll keep mine on too,” I reassured her.

  “Am I allowed to touch you?” I knew she was fragile, so it was important to not overstep boundaries.

  She nodded, never taking her gaze from mine.

  Instead of flipping her on her back and leaning down to play with her perfect tits, I walked into the bathroom and grabbed some lotion out of the cabinet. Amber turned around to see what I was doing, and when she did she covered each breast with her hands. I liked how she was self-conscious like this with me. It made me feel like I was seeing the real Amber, apart from who she portrayed at the club. This made me crazy about her, as if I wasn’t already.

  When she dropped her hands I stood over her staring at a set of tits I’d wanted to touch since I first saw them. “I’m going to motorboat the shit out of you.”

  She pulled her knees up and giggled while I climbed on the bed next to her. Once I’d filled my hand with lotion, I started rubbing it in circular motions on her shoulders. Amber closed her eyes and licked her lips. I think she expected me to start on her nipples. If she was anyone else I would have. “That feels good, Jax.”

  “Just relax. Let me take care of you.”

  I focused on her shoulders watching her nipples becoming erect as I worked. It was difficult to not get hard while stroking my palms against her smooth skin. I continued focusing on everything besides her breasts until she started breathing rapidly. Finally I let my hands glide over her hard buds. Amber let out a tiny moan, letting me know it felt good, so I repeated the process, intent on giving her pleasure. I massaged her mounds, flicking the tips with each bout. Amber watching me was setting me off, making me crazy. I kept my eyes on hers as I dipped down and brushed my lips over one nipple. Amber arched her body as I went in for the other side. I sucked that bud in between my teeth, tugging just enough to get a rise out of her.

  Her reaction was forcing me to continue. I couldn’t help but to reach down and rub between her legs. With fabric between my fingers and her naked pussy, I used friction to create heat over her clit. The harder I massaged her, the faster I moved my hand down below.

  Amber took my face into her hands and lifted me up to kiss her sweet awaiting lips. What started out as small pecks turned into a full blown make out session. Then she did something that surprised the hell out of me. She took my hand and guided it down inside of her shorts. Waiting for me was a very wet pussy. It was smooth, warm, and begging for attention. I’d never felt a women so aroused before. The second my two fingers dipped in between her folds I felt my own dick bucking. As much as I wanted to make her cum, I knew she deserved a lot more attention than that. “Don’t stop, Jax,” the words rumbled off her lips in between another kiss.

  My mouth was watering and I knew what I desired to do. “I want to taste you. Let me go down on you.”

  She shook her head. “Wait until tomorrow. Baby steps.”

  Amber was killing me, but I understood. “Then let me make you cum. Tell me you like it.”

  She wailed, “I do. It feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

  Her clit beckoned for my attention. I continued rubbing the wetness around over her clit, applying pressure until I felt her body jerking. She cried out and thrust her hips abruptly before finally halting all together.

  I kissed Amber on the lips a few more times before climbing off the bed to head into the bathroom. We had a long drive and I wouldn’t be able to do with a set of blue-balls. “Where are you going?” S
he asked.

  “I’m going to take care of this predicament so we can get some sleep. I’d hate to poke you all night.”

  Amber cackled at my situation. Then she really surprised me. Her index finger raised and motioned for me to come back on the bed. I climbed beside her and felt her warm hand going down in my boxers. The second I felt her gripping my cock I closed my eyes. She was helping me relieve myself and it was fucking hot. I kept my lids shut and imagined her lips surrounding my dick. A few minutes later I was running into the bathroom to blow my load in the toilet. Having Amber do it felt better than getting the job done myself. When I climbed back on the mattress with her she welcomed my arms wrapping around her. “Have you ever made love, Jax?”

  “I don’t know. I mean, maybe. I’m not real sure.”

  “I always had this fantasy of losing my virginity in my own room. I pictured candles and romantic shit. Instead, I lost it in the back of some guy’s parent’s minivan.”

  “Are you asking me to take your second virginity in your parent’s house? Please tell me you have a pink canopy bed covered in unicorn blankets.”

  Amber giggled. “It’s not that bad.”

  This chick was asking me for something special, and for the first time in my life, after only a week, I wanted to give it to her. “I’ll make sure this weekend is unforgettable, Amber. I promise.”

  She nestled her body up against mine as I pulled the covers over us. “I can’t wait.”

  Closing my eyes with images of what was about to happen between us left me eager for it to be morning. I was going to make sure Amber was satiated in every way. When I was done with her, she’d know exactly how I felt about her already, and hopefully she’d still want to see where this relationship could take us.

  Chapter 24

  Amber

  It wasn’t easy crawling out of his warm arms to get into a car and travel to a place I didn’t want to go. Jax was kind, offering to drive so that I didn’t have to. He’d even opened the door for me, and kissed my hand before I climbed inside.

  After we stopped by my place so that I could grab my things, we set out to Ohio to see my parents. I couldn’t stop thinking about sleeping topless next to him, and how it felt to have his warm arms tightly around me, making certain that nothing could hurt me.

  We’d made it an hour before either of us woke up enough to have a logical conversation. I think in some ways Jax was avoiding speaking because he feared I’d bring up his phone call with his brother and Reese.

  “Did you want to stop for coffee?” I asked.

  Jax stayed focused on the road when he spoke. “We can do whatever you want. I’m your chauffer, your wish is my command. If you need to pee, I’ll find you a toilet. If you’re hungry, I’ll feed you. If you’re horny..”

  I smiled and laced my hand with his, catching his gaze when he looked over at me momentarily. “I’m glad you’re with me, Jax. It’s going to make it easier.”

  “It feels good to be needed. For a while I’ve felt like I couldn’t find a place where I belonged. It doesn’t hurt that you’re so damn sexy. I mean, you give me ample things to daydream about, and jerk off to.” He chuckled. “That came out wrong. Look, the point is that I think you’re adorable, whether you’re laughing, or falling to pieces.”

  I smiled, appreciating how he found even the worst parts about me beautiful. “I feel the same about you.”

  “Are you worried about this weekend?”

  I shrugged. “Yes. I really am. You’ve never met them. They’re vicious.”

  “Give me the run down. What do I need to know?”

  Jax wanting to help eased my struggles. It was like he knew exactly what I was feeling, giving me yet another reason to be crazy about him. “My dad barely speaks. He’s always been about business. He made the rules when we were children, and the punishments when we didn’t listen. Since he worked ridiculous hours, my mother was pretty much a single parent most of the time. When Meg and I were teenagers she was nicer. We’d all go shopping, and travel to fancy cities for weekend getaways. She enjoys taking care of herself, and making sure that she always looks her best. Growing up we only wore designer brand clothing. I even got a fancy car when I turned sixteen.”

  “Lucky,” Jax announced. “I got a hand-me-down that I had to share with Jake, granted we did do everything together back then.”

  “It was great, until my whole life came crashing down. The moment my sister took her last breath they changed. They’re cold and distant, and nothing I seem to do is good enough. It’s like they forgot how to love me. They don’t even make a big deal about holidays. They seem as if they’d rather not have any children at all than be stuck with the one that killed the other.”

  Jax squeezed my hand. “Don’t say that, Amber. It was an accident. We talked about this.”

  “I know. It was still my fault though. In their eyes it will always be my fault.”

  “What about Christmas? Didn’t they invite you home?”

  “No,” I answered sadly. “They went out of the country. They called me before to make sure I kept an eye out for their card. I got it two days later, and inside was a gift certificate for a grocery store. I’m pretty sure they had the housekeeper pick it up while she was out stocking their refrigerator.”

  “God, that’s fucking harsh. I’m real sorry.”

  “It’s okay, Jax. I’m getting used to it. You know, people wonder why I do what I do. They want to know how someone like me can stand on a stage and take my clothes off for money. When you have nothing else to live for you stop caring. I told you before, when I go to work I become someone else. As soon as I clock out, I’m back to my miserable life again. I hide behind the façade of being independent and in control, but everyday it’s a struggle to not fall apart.”

  “First, you’re not going to spend the next holiday alone. You’re going to spend it Mitchell style. Second, you’re not alone, and you’re certainly not going to fall apart, not on my watch. You’ve got a sidekick now.”

  He couldn’t know how much that meant to me. “I don’t want to impose. Christmas wasn’t that bad. I made some lasagna and watched old movies.”

  “That’s not going to happen again. I don’t know where we’ll be next Thanksgiving and Christmas, but I’m inviting you to spend it with my family.”

  It was difficult to not wonder if Jax was too good to be true. He always knew what to say to make me feel better, and because of my past, I was leery to believe it, even when I wanted to.

  On the other hand, if Jax was being himself, and he really was a good guy, I didn’t want to risk losing him. The fact that I was this interested allowed me to see how fragile our relationship could be if I kept stringing him along. It was time to make a choice, instead of prolonging the inevitable. As much as I needed to take things slow, I knew I was caving. I wanted to experience everything this man had to offer me, because so far he’d left me breathless.

  “Jax, can you pull over for a second?”

  I could tell he thought something was wrong as the car moved to the shoulder and came to a stop. “You alright?”

  I smiled when our eyes met. “I can’t remember a time when I felt better about being this close to someone.”

  “Then why are we stopping?”

  I laughed to myself and reached up to touch his scruffy face. “I didn’t want to distract you when I told you something.”

  “What? Do you want to hop in the backseat? Are you horny? Are we turning around to get freaky back at your place?”

  “What if we didn’t go to Ohio, but we went to North Carolina instead? We have a whole weekend off, and I don’t want to spend it with my parents. I also don’t want to sit at home listening to my phone ringing off the hook when I don’t show up. Now, I’m not trying to force you into anything, but I want to know you; the parts that are still back home where you left them.”

  Jax sighed. “I know what you’re trying to do. It won’t work. I’m not taking you to my parent’s farm
so we can hang out with Reese and Jake, because you think it will help bury the hatchet.”

  “Do you like me, Jax?”

  He reached over and ran his hand through my hair. “You know the answer to that. After a week I’m putty in your hands. I’m going crazy over you.”

  I could feel myself blushing. When he complimented me I felt overwhelmed. “I’m crazy about you too. That’s how I know I want to be more than just friends. I can’t deny what’s happening between us, and I don’t even want to. But I also know that you’re not over what happened with Jake and Reese.”

  “I’m over Reese. I can assure you that -.”

  I cut him off. “Jax, I mean emotionally. I need to know that you want me for more reasons than not wanting to be alone.”

  “In other words, you want me to go home and face the two of them so you can make a determination about how I still feel about them. That’s not fair. That’s like me telling you to face your parents because it’s the only way you’ll be able to get over your sister’s death.”

  Jax had a point. He’d helped me so much that I felt obligated to give him back the one thing that was missing. He had to bond with Jake, and I was the only person who could persuade him into making it happen. “If you turn this car around and head to the farm, I’ll give you what you want so badly.”

  That got his attention. “That’s not fair and you know it. You can’t throw that out there.”

  “I just did,” I announced confidently.

  “You’re telling me that if we go to the farm you’re going to sleep with me? That’s ridiculous, babe.”

  “Come on, Skippy.” I ran my hands up my thighs. “You said you’d do anything to have some of this. I can’t promise it will be any good, but I’m willing if you are. I’m ready to take things to the next level, Jax. I just want to know you’re willing to make sure this isn’t about some rebound relationship. I need you to want this because it’s new and exciting, because we connect.”