Chapter 49

JAX

Oh, honey, three times already?

This poor girl has been cooped up for way too long.

This is an orgasm marathon for her. She needs it.

She's going to have to settle for just three this time because the way she's spilling all over my cock… the way she keeps thrusting and taking me… I'm only human here, okay?

I've been clenching and holding back for a little bit now but I can't much longer. I feel like my balls are about to explode - and not in a good way.

My hands move down her body and cup her ass.

I pull her and hold her and I start to lead myself to the finish line.

I know she can feel it too.

That sudden extra hardness. Extra fullness.

She gasps as she looks at me.

Oh, she fucking knows for sure…

I grit my teeth and curl my lip.

Mila touches my face. Fingers stroking my cheeks, then clawing.

"Do it," she purrs. "Fill me, Jax. I want to feel your cum inside me."

I never thought she could be like this…

Like a dream come to life for me.

Mila wraps her legs around me. She hooks her left ankle against her right one.

She's got a grip on me, pulling me, wanting me…

The buildup has reached the point of no return.

"Fuck," I groan. "Fuck… yes…"

"Now," she suddenly whimpers. "Right now!"

I realize she's on the verge of her fourth orgasm.

I feel her pussy tighten against me once more and I have no choice but to wave the white flag.

Or maybe it should be a checkered flag, but we are both finishing at the same time.

The intense rush and throb of my cock, deep inside her body, spilling into her…

I replay the scene more than once as Mila rests her head on my chest.

My bedroom smells like her fruity shampoo and the sweetness of hot sex.

We're both still naked.

Her left leg is almost across my body.

Her shin is touching my cock.

It takes every ounce of my might not to get hard again.

"I have something to tell you, Jax," Mila whispers.

"Is this going to spoil the moment?" I ask. "Or at least try to? Because I can tell you, Mila, nothing is going to spoil the moment. I'm well aware of what's going on."

"Oh? You are? You know everything, Jax?"

I lift an eyebrow. "You mean to tell me after all those orgasms, you still have an attitude with me? Do I need to fuck you again?"

Her cheeks turn red. "It's not an attitude, Jax. I'm trying to be serious."

"Okay, let's get serious then. Hard to be that serious when we're naked in my bed."

"Then I'll get dressed."

She starts to move and I pull her closer to me.

I slip my right hand between us and I gently play with her left nipple.

She lets out a shuddering breath. "That doesn't help…"

"Fine," I say. "Can I take a stab at this then?"

"Sure, Jax."

I kick the covers out from under the lower half of my body.

I turn to face Mila and I pull the covers up over her body, giving her some privacy so we can have a serious talk.

And I get it.

I respect her for what's about to happen.

Look, I'm not the hero of the story here or anything either.

We crossed a line here and there… the night of Mac's father's funeral.

Hey, I knew what I was doing then. And now.

Am I supposed to feel guilt or remorse for this?

How can I?

I have a beautiful woman in my bed with me.

She's naked. I'm naked.

And what we just did…?

Let me put it this way…

If Mila was properly cared for - in and outside the bedroom - then she wouldn't be in my bed right now.

"Your head is swimming with thoughts, Jax," she says. "And they're not right."

"What's not right?"

"You think… you and I…"

"Don't start forgetting words here, Mila."

"I'm not forgetting a thing," she says. "You think I cheated on… you know who. And you went along with it. You don't even care about that. If it were true."

"What do you mean if it were true…?"

"I'm walking a really fine line here, Jax. This is not who I am. I am not that kind of person, okay? I study hard. I work hard. I have dreams. Goals. I'm not…"

"Whoa, honey," I say. "You're too far ahead right now. What is there to be mad about right now? You can disagree with me with what I'm about to say, but you're allowed to do what you want in life. It doesn't take someone in pre-med classes to be smart enough to know the truth about your situation. No offense to you."

"Is this where you tell me you fucked me out of pity?"

"Not even close, Mila. I fucked you because I've wanted to fuck you from the moment I met you. And that feeling only got crazier when I realized the situation you were in. A shitty situation that you did not deserve."

"Well, what I'm trying to say is that my situation is over. It's done. It's taken care of. Okay?"

"Oh?" I ask.

"Yeah. Okay? I did what I had to do. What I probably should have done a while ago. I'm not talking about that though. It doesn't matter. I wanted to tell you the truth. But when I showed up here…"

"Can we talk about that? That was some real psycho stuff."

"That wasn't me…"

I touch her face. "Oh, it was you, honey. That was all you. That was you finally showing through. And I loved it."

"I wanted to hurt someone I don't know."

"Oh well. She wanted what you wanted."

"Great. I've become that? The idiot girl who fights another girl for some guy's dick?"

"Was it worth it?"

She shuts her eyes. She doesn't want to say yes.

"Look, I just wanted to tell you the truth," she says. "Okay? I wanted to tell you that I'm single. So whatever we do… or have done… it's…"

"I get it, honey. I get it."

We then stare at each other in silence.

I think about what she just said.

I wanted to tell you that I'm single.

I grit my teeth.

Single? Not for long…