19. Date Night

Date Night

Macie

B utterflies in my stomach like I've never felt before as I sort through my outfits to wear tonight.

Jax said we are taking the bike, so, I find something to wear before I make my way downstairs not seeing a soul in sight so I make my way to the garage. I find Jax, looking fine as fuck leaning against his bike, looking down at his phone, before he notices me and meets my gaze.

"You ready?" Jax asks as he stands, tucking his phone in his pocket before he reaches for my helmet.

"Yeah, where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

I lift a brow, not really trusting surprises right now.

"You'll love it, I promise." He shakes my helmet in front of me holding that playful smile and I snatch my helmet from his hand.

I laugh my smile as I shake my head, "What am I getting into."

I hold my helmet between my knees while I pull my hair back low, not wanting it to end up in a giant knot. Then putting my helmet on before I step next to Jax as he sits on his bike, taking his hand as my foot steps up to the peg and I swing my leg over.

Nestling behind him, his back firmly pressed between my legs, he looks over his shoulder as he starts his bike and the vibration hums through the seat .

"Ready?"

I nod with my smile, wrapping my arms around him as I lean into his back. Riding in a sense is therapeutic, it gives you a rush but calms you too.

The ride is relaxing, and since we are close to everything, it doesn't take long before Jax is pulling into a parking lot that looks like a restaurant. As he comes to a stop, my hold on him is already released and I'm sitting up in the seat, before I get off and he follows.

Taking my helmet off I can hear the sound of a live band playing getting louder and louder as my excitement sparks off. Looking over, meeting Jax's gaze as he gives me that knowing smile.

"Told you; Do you remember our father's used to take us to that bar that always had a live band, back home?"

I nod, shooting him a tight smile, remembering those memories. I was young, but Dad would sneak me in and well, they never really questioned Jax or Koda because they were so tall, they looked a lot older than they were.

"I loved that place."

"I know, me too. Wes told me about this place." He nods towards the door as his hand slides to the small of my back, ushering me inside. And damn does it feel good just being Jax and I, adventuring on our own, without the guys on the team, my brother, anyone; just us.

After getting sat at a table, my eyes have yet to come off the band that is playing. There is nothing like a small-town band playing while you have a beer and some grease-filled food. And that's exactly what we both do, ordering our beers, I order some cheese fries, because why not blow any control I had of a diet tonight.

The band plays a little bit of everything, our conversations never stop. The laughs, they don't stop either. And for once I feel like I can be myself because Jax is just as goofy and fun as I am. I may have that gorgeous hair, wear my heels like they are going out of style, but I am here to tell you, I love a good laugh and a good time. No matter how silly you may look, life is short to hide that.

I learned that when my dad died. He never cared what people thought of him, or his style of coaching. He told me, to ignore the world, and shame on them for judging. Deep down, my father would be livid with how my mother treated me due to her judgmental ways, he hated judgement.

He said, Macie, the world is a hateful place on its own, we don't need to add to that hate. I believe that. And have ever since. And damn if he wasn't right, it is hateful out there. But I'm still breathing so I have to keep living.

I lean back in my chair after finishing my cheese fries that I feel have already glued to my ass, I lay my legs over Jax's thigh before he hooks his hand between my thighs. The pad of his thumb trails circles over my thigh, as I take a sip of my beer, holding my gaze on him.

Admiring how he carries himself; he's a prime example of masculinity, handsome; well I like to say hot as fuck with his godlike features, but how driven he is too. It's a powerful thing that does amazing things between my legs.

Jax takes my legs and slides them from his thigh before he stands, holding his hand out, "Come on my little dancer."

I giggle to that as I set my beer down and stand, taking his hand.

The dance floor has already had couples dancing all night, and as we push our way through them, Jax finally turns and pulls me into him. As he looks into my eyes our bodies fall into the rhythm, in sync, like we've done it our whole lives.

He holds his gaze on me, and I hold mine on him, our voices not needing to say a damn thing, because our eyes speak their own words. They speak louder than our words can. And now I feel like I'm the lucky one to have him, and those same feelings I've been feeling for him, pull at my heart even harder, tighter.

But here once again, I am scared to open that door. I did that, and look what happened, it was tested before it was even fully opened.

As Jax spins me and pulls me into him, his hand slides to my lower back, his other laced with mine.

"You just know how to spin a lady around don't ya."

He winks, holding his playful smile, "Already showed you I can."

I giggle, "Yeah, I guess you have."

"My grandmother taught me."

"I remember her, I was really little though."

He nods before he breaks my gaze, already knowing his grandma is a very touchy talk with him.

He's never liked talking about her. She basically took care of him. Jax's mom passed away when he was really little, he doesn't even remember her. So, his grandmother in a sense, raised him with Paul. And then she passed away, I think he was like 8 when she passed. So, we've both dealt with a lot of losses in our young years, him, even younger.

As the song comes to an end, Jax, shocking the hell out of me, dips me back, his arm behind my back taking my weight, as he brings his lips to mine and I smile, with a quiet laugh, "Well, look at you, Mr. Charmer."

He chuckles, "We're just getting started."

I snort a laugh before his lips press against mine, half laughing with our kiss, before he pulls me back up.

The band on it tonight, switching over to something more upbeat, and damn, I am a lucky woman, my man knows how to dance. We laugh as he spins me around and our feet move across the floor, having a great time, a time we needed alone where we both could spend this time just us.

He spins me out, and as he pulls me back his other hand catches my throat, curling his fingers around the nape of my neck. He dips me down hovering my body over the floor, stepping over me, my hands grab his wrist before he pulls me up, bringing my lips right to his.

I smile and before I can say anything, he has me across the floor again.

I laugh, my cheeks aching from my smile, and to see this side of Jax too, it's really something amazing. I don't know how but it's like my future is seen in my vision, and I see all of this in it with him.

As his arm curls around my waist and my hand slides up the nape of his neck, he tucks his lips to my neck. Our bodies firmly pressed together, feeling that gentleman slipping away and the fire between us catching a blaze. His panted breaths against my skin, sending that shiver down my spine causing my eyes to flutter. Our hips sway as my fingers dig into his neck as his hand slides down, grabbing a handful of my ass, lifting my heels from the floor.

"Now, that's not gentleman like." I tease.

"Yeah, that shits gone." Huffing a laugh as he kisses my neck, and my nipples twist tight, feeling my entrance pulse with need.

"You ready to get out of here?"

I nod as I tuck my lips to his cheek, pressing a kiss there, "Yes, take me home."

And that's what we do. After grabbing our jackets, we get out to the parking lot, the smell of rain in the air, I look over to Jax.

He laughs his words, "We might be getting wet.

"You were going to anyways." I tease.

I giggle as his brows shoot up and I put my helmet on. He returns that laugh as he puts his helmet on, before he swings his leg over, sitting on his bike as he starts it. My hand curls around his shoulder as I step up on the peg and swing my leg over, nestling behind him tightly.

"Hang on tight Angel."

"I know. "

It's not really fun riding in the rain, it can be dangerous, so hopefully it holds off.

Scooting tighter, I wrap my arms around Jax as he begins to pull away. Leaving my visor cracked to breathe in that fresh air, I lay my head against his back and enjoy the ride.

As soon as he pulls onto the road we live off, the rain lets loose like opening flood gates hitting my hands like needles.

"Ooh, this is a cold one."

He chuckles, "We almost made it too."

"It's alright, a little rain never hurt anyone." I giggle.

He pulls into the driveway, the rain not letting up, we both are soaked and his bike comes to a stop in the garage, and I get off. Sliding my helmet from my head, giving Jax a playful look as he lifts a brow.

We're already wet; I take off running back out into the rain, and let it beat against my face, half drowning my ass, but it feels so good. My arms come up and I embrace it, hearing Jax laugh at me in the garage.

I dance around in the rain, fuck it.

Jax

I watch her spin around in the rain, laughing with her, never at her.

She turns and looks at me, knowing her sass is about to come from those lips, "Don't tell me you're scared to get wet. "

A crack of lightning sounds out, seeing the glow of the bolt strike out.

"Macie get in here before you get hit by lightning."

She laughs, "No, not until you come out here."

I huff my laugh as I shake my head, before I walk out to her. The rain beats against my jacket, soaking me within seconds, not a chance this shits going to let up. I curl my arm around her little waist and pull her into me as she looks up.

"I used to love dancing in the rain."

"Haven't you been spun around enough tonight?"

"Never."

This girl; I take her hand and spin her out away from me, like I have been all night, now just doing it while we both drown from the pouring rain. But I'll spin her around all night as long as I get to keep seeing that smile. I look down at her as she wraps her hand around the back of my neck.

"Have you ever had sex in the rain, Jax?"

I chuckle with my words, but my cock jumps in my pants, "Can't say I have Angel, have you?"

"No, but I want to."

I lean down and wrap my hands around the backs of her thighs as I pick her up, and carry her to the side of the house, not really wanting the neighborhood to see my girl. She cradles my face as she kisses me and I return it, squeezing her thighs in my hands, feeling her rock against me as she whimpers into my mouth.

I set her down and pin her to the side of the house as my cock strains against my pants with this wild side to her, and the night we just had, I want to take her to my bed, but she said she wants this, and Angel gets what she wants. My knee presses between her legs .

"You're crazy you know that?" I say to her, hovering over her lips, before my lips crash against hers. My tongue dives down her throat as my free hand works her pants down, before I unbutton mine, springing my cock free as it brushes against her stomach.

As I pull my jacket off, then pulling hers off, exposing our bare skin to the ice-cold rain drowning us. Her hand wraps around my cock while her thumb circles the head of my dick, smearing the precum that's been dripping since she started her little games at the table.

My hand grips into her doughy ass and I lift her, pinning her into the wall. I slide my hand up cupping her tit that fits perfectly in my hand as my thumb circles her nipple. Sliding my hand up over her throat up through her hair, I fist her hair in my hand. I pull her head back, exposing that neck I want to sink my teeth in.

I fist my cock, lining up to her entrance before my hips rock, sending my cock ripping through her walls. Her throat vibrates with her moan, feeling her clench around me, I slide from her walls leaving just the tip, before sending another hard thrust to hit low in her gut.

Gripping both ass cheeks with my hands, I pull her from the wall, bouncing her up and down the length of me. Her plump little tits bouncing in my face so I burry my face in them. Finding a nipple with my teeth, she works her hips with my rhythm, whimpering her words into my ear, "Don't stop Jax"

I do, just to get her pissed so when I send my next thrust, she comes even harder.

"No, don't stop" She squeezes her walls around me, begging for me to fuck her, rocking against me, and I do.

As she clings to me with her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, my hands slide up and hook around her hips and I lift her up and down the length of my cock.

The rain running over my face as I send hard penetrating thrusts deep into her walls, watching her head go back. She falls apart as she digs her knees into my sides.

"Yes, Jax" She pants her words, digging her nails into my shoulders .

"Come Angel, soak me."

The water works explode around my dick, feeling her cum drip down my thighs, mixing with the rain that is already soaking us. I work my thrusts faster, bringing her over the edge, before my final thrust sends her clenching around me like a koala bear as my cock fills her pussy with my cum.

"Fuck Yes." She whispers against the skin of my neck, panting my words in return, "Is that what you wanted?"

"Way more." She whimpers in a whisper, and I press a kiss to her neck, leaving my lips there, breathing her scent in, pressing her against the side of the house again.

Macie

After Jax made a bucket list item come true; yes, I've always wanted to have sex in the rain. Weird right, yeah, I know.

Anyways, we both took showers because well, I was frozen. Now I lay here in bed, waiting for Jax to get in here.

The smile that plays from my lips won't stop, it's loud. I deep down am loud inside with excitement, a feeling I've never felt before.

Tonight was something I really never thought I could find with someone. I'm not an easy girl to one deal with or get close to. I don't let you get close. But Jax and I have always been close, same as Sully .

I may have been a little closer to Sully, just because of Holly. But we've always been around each other so it is easy to let him get close.

Not realizing Jax has come into the room, I feel the dip in the bed, and I look over as he slides in next to me. I roll to my side laying my head on his chest as I drape my leg over his thigh and my arm lays against his bare stomach. He curls his arm around my back, holding me against him.

"Thank you for tonight Jax, I really had a good time."

"You're welcome, but you don't need to thank me. We're going to do a lot more of that Angel."

I pick my head up from his chest, and look up at him, meeting his gaze.

"Can I ask you something?"

He hums before he says, "That depends."

"Why do you call me Angel?"

"Now you're going to make me sound cheesy after a night like this."

I laugh before I tilt my head, "Yup."

His chest rises with his deep breath, half letting it out with a sigh.

"You were 15, just started coming back around the rink. You came to practice one morning, and I don't know what it was, but I swore you had a halo over your head from the sun beating against that blonde hair of yours; I remember saying you looked like an Angel."

I giggle, "That's why?"

"Not entirely." He hums, "Before that, I was playing like shit, my head was so far up my ass, but then you came to that practice, and from that day on, I've been on it; The halo, the luck, you're my Angel. "

I smile before I lean forward, hovering over his lips, "That's not cheesy, and I don't make you a better player, you are that on your own."

He smiles against my lips before I press mine to his and he wraps his arms around me, pulling me on top of him as we share our kiss.

Leaving our kiss, I lay my head on his chest as he keeps his arms wrapped around me. I rise and fall with his breaths, still laying on top of him.

The hum of his heart and the security of his arms, rocks me to sleep like a baby.

Good Night.