Lawful Overdose (8 page)

“Jaxon...” I moan softly, as he works his tongue
against me. That’s when I feel a finger plunge deep inside me.

“Yes,” I scream.

He starts to pump inside me with his finger while
his tongue continues it’s delicious torture on my clit. I feel like a volcano,
waiting to erupt. My desire keeps building and when Jaxon adds a second finger
inside me, my orgasm takes over my body.

“Jaxon,” I scream as the waves of ecstasy take
over. My legs feel numb and my body feels sated and thankful. Jaxon continues
his assault on my core until the very last pulse of my orgasm is over.

His mouth releases me and moves up my body. He
kisses my breasts over his shirt, my neck, my cheek and then my mouth. I kiss
him back hard, thanking him with my lips because I can’t find the words to
speak.

Jaxon breaks the kiss as his fingers move from deep
inside me. He brings them up to his mouth and licks them clean, never breaking
eye contact with me.

“What a fine delicacy you are, Tessa.”

His lips come back to mine as we kiss passionately.
I can taste myself on his tongue, and I surprisingly like it. After several
minutes of tonsil hockey, Jaxon ends the kiss and grabs the key to the cuffs
from his drawer. He gently un-cuffs each bracelet and rubs my wrists, tenderly.

“That was incredible,” I whisper, as his hands
leave mine.

“I thought so, too.” His words make me look down at
his jeans. I can see a massive hard on and all I can think about is
reciprocating. I want to feel Jaxon in my mouth. I imagine what he must taste
like and in that moment, I know I must have him.

I move over to him on the bed and my hands reach
for his jeans. I start to unbutton them when Jaxon darts off the bed.

“What are you doing?”

I roll my eyes at his stupid question. “What does
it look like I’m doing? I want to suck you off. I want to reciprocate.”

Jaxon’s eyes go from shocked to tender in the blink
of an eye.

“Tessa,” he says, as he moves to sit next to me on
the bed. “That was for you. I wanted to do that for you, no strings attached.
Any form of intimacy should never feel as if it needs to be reciprocated. If
you ever feel that way, or your partner ever implies it, then you shouldn’t be
with that person.

“I wanted to make you come, knowing very well that
I would not come. That’s okay with me and you need to learn to be okay with that,
too.”

I look at this man in front of me, wondering where
he came from.

“But I want to give you a blowjob. It’s not because
of reciprocation, it’s because I’m dying to taste you, to feel you in my
mouth.”

“Some other time,” he softly says to me, as he leans
forward and kisses my forehead. “We’ve got to go or I’m going to be late for
work.”

With that, I know our conversation is over.

I move off the bed, quickly changing into my dress
from last night. Jaxon’s still in the room when I change, but after the past
few days, I’m confident he won’t try making any moves on me.

Five minutes later we’re back in his truck, headed
to my apartment.

“You okay?” He asks me. I haven’t said much after I
got dressed.

“Yeah, I’m great.”

This is awkward. All I can think about is Jaxon.
When will I seem him again? Will he want to go out again? What’s he thinking?

I’m disgusted by my thoughts. This isn’t me. I’m
not this girl.

We pull up to my apartment and I’m ready to dash
out of his truck. I need to talk with Piper and hear what she thinks. Before I
can get out, I hear the click of the door locking. I turn to face Jaxon and he
has a wide grin on his face.

“Am I that bad that you want to leave me so
quickly?”

I’m not sure what to say.

“I was just trying to be courteous, I know you have
to go to work.”

I watch him as he pulls the key out of the ignition
and exits the truck. He comes around to my side and opens the door for me. I
move to get out, but he’s blocking the doorway.

“What are you doing tonight?” He asks me. His body
moves closer so that his stomach is pressing into my lower legs. His hands come
up to rest on my knees.

“I’m not sure. I’m probably going to stay in.”

“Go out with me tonight?”

I’m excited at the turn of this conversation. A few
minutes ago I thought I wasn’t going to see him tonight.

“Okay.”

I close my eyes as he leans forward to give me a
soft peck on the lips.

“I should be done around eight. I’ll pick you up
here when I’m done,” he murmurs against my lips.

I exhale deeply, my stomach giving me that foreign
butterfly feeling I’ve come accustomed to the last few days.

Jaxon moves away from the door so I can exit the
vehicle. I walk to the entrance of my apartment complex, and turn around at the
door to wave to him. He has the passenger door closed and he’s leaning against
it, watching me.

“Have a good time at work,” I halfway shout before
using my code on the keypad to enter the building.

“I will. See you tonight, sunshine.” He moves to
get into the driver’s side and pulls away from the apartment complex.

Sunshine.

I’m no virgin to nicknames. My full name’s Contessa,
but everyone calls me Tessa. My close friends sometimes call me Tess. Mikey
calls me Trigger. My sister used to call me double trouble. All names I answer
to, but none gives me the feeling that I get every time Jaxon calls me
sunshine.

I’m not sure why he chose that nickname, but he’s
been calling me it all day. I’ll have to ask him the significance tonight.

Chapter Seven

Drive-ins and Vin
Diesel

It’s been two weeks since the morning I was handcuffed
to Jaxon’s bed. Two weeks since he made my entire body tingle, my pulse race,
and gave me the most explosive orgasm I’ve ever received from oral sex. We’ve
been attached at the hip ever since.

If I’m not working, I’m with Jaxon and vice versa.
We’ve hung out at the apartment, gone to a few parties, and he took me fishing.
This is where I've learned I hate to fish. Jaxon understood and was thankful I
at least gave it a try. He also took me dancing at a couple clubs, miniature
golfing, and we attended the local carnival one night.

That might have been my favorite date. We did all
the cliché things couples do at carnivals, not that we’re a couple. We rode the
Ferris wheel, ate cotton candy, and went on the Kamikaze, and Jaxon won me a
big stuffed unicorn. Of course there were other animals to choose from, but
what girl doesn’t love a unicorn.

Jaxon was adorable, too. He won me the stuffed
unicorn at a game where you have to throw a football through a small tire. He
was bragging about how easy this would be because he used to be an amazing
quarterback. He handed a five-dollar bill to the carnival worker and was handed
three footballs. He only had to get one in to win. Thirty minutes and sixty
dollars later, he finally got that stupid football in the hole. He smiled so
wide you would have thought he won the Super Bowl.

He gestured for me to choose my prize, and I didn’t
have the heart to tell him I wasn’t a stuffed animal kind of girl. I chose the
unicorn and it’s found a permanent home on the wicker chair in my bedroom.

The past two weeks have been great, but they’ve
also been torture.

Jaxon hasn’t touched me again. He’ll hold my hand, hug
me, and even give me a goodnight kiss, but that’s it. No foreplay, no oral,
nothing of any sexual nature.

It’s killing me.

I know I’m the girl in this relationship, and I
should be happy he’s a gentleman and taking it slow, but I’m not. I’ve never
wanted anyone the way I want Jaxon. He teased me with his tongue two weeks ago.
He showed me how good it could be, and now he’s left me here to dry out like an
old maid.

This is why I’m currently standing in my room,
holding my vibrator, and contemplating if I have time to get myself off before
I go into work. I’m going out with Jaxon when I finish my shift, so I need to
release some tension before I see him. Otherwise, I can’t be held accountable
for what I do to him. I’m seriously contemplating holding him hostage in a
room, until he gives in and has his way with me.

I hear a knock and my bedroom door opens.

“Chica, we’ve got to leave in fifteen,” Piper says,
before she lets out a small giggle. Her eyes are on my battery-operated friend.
“He still won’t give it up for you, huh?”

“No, and I think I might combust if it doesn’t
happen soon. What’s wrong with me, Pipe? Why won’t he have sex with me?”

She leans against the doorway, “Because he’s a good
guy. There aren’t very many of them so you need to just hold out. He’ll come
around.”

Deep down I know she’s right, but this dating thing
is new to me. If I have to make some changes in my normal routine, so should
he.

I shove my vibrator back in my top drawer. I’ve
made a decision. I’m going to give this abstinence idea a try. I mean, I know
that’s not exactly what Jaxon said we were doing, but it sure feels like it.

“So what do you know about Ryan?” Piper asks me.

“Probably a lot less than you. I know he came up
here with Jaxon to do his senior year. I know they’re best friends and that’s
about it. Why?”

“No reason.”

I look at her curiously, “I thought you two were
just fooling around. I mean, I’ve seen you with other guys this week.”

“We are, it’s just…” she pauses to think about what
she’ll say next. “Something’s off. Twice he’s left me in the middle of a date
and he gets these weird phone calls, at all hours of the night.”

I giggle at how ridiculous she sounds. “That’s not
weird. I’ve had the same thing happen with Jaxon. They’re interns. They’re
basically this pharmaceutical company’s bitch for the next year.”

“And you buy that?”

Piper is acting really strange; we have no reason
not to believe them.

“Unless you have some evidence proving something
different, then yes, I believe that.” I grab my purse and change of clothes
from the top dresser. I look over at Piper and I can tell she still isn’t
buying their story.

“Piper, darling,” I walk over and kiss her on both
cheeks, “Us measly common folk will never understand what the corporate world
entails. We just need to serve food and look sexy. Let the boys worry about
being improperly manhandled by their boss.”

I turn and she slaps my ass.

“Whatever you say, Tess. Tessa knows best.”

“We should get shirts that say that. The front can
say Tessa Knows Best and the back can say-”

“So back the fuck up and buy me a beer.”

We burst out laughing and I’ve made a mental note
to look into getting these shirts made.

We get to Ryder’s around eleven. We’re working the
day shift today. I don’t make as much money as I do on the evening shift, but
I’m not going to complain. Working days means I get to see Jaxon at night.

We finish serving the lunch rush and now the
boredom sets in. A few tables are occupied in the restaurant so Piper and I are
at the bar trying to flick quarters into shot glasses, while Mikey tells us
about the concert he went to last night.

“I’m not kidding you, he whipped it out and pissed
on the side of the stage for all fifteen thousand of us to see. I bet you could
find a clip on YouTube.”

“Shut up!” Piper shouts as she pulls out her cell
phone. She pulls the video up and we watch all thirty seconds of it.

“Huh,” Piper mumbles.

“What’s the matter, Pipe?”

“I just thought he would be bigger, that’s all. I’m
not impressed.”

I grab the phone from her and watch the video
again. “He’s flaccid, you moron. He might be ten inches when he’s hard for all
you know.”

“I’m ten inches flaccid, so I’m with Piper. He’s
not impressive.” He winks at me.

I can barely hold back my laughter. “I’ve slept
with you, remember? You are not ten inches soft. You need a new tape measure.”

I flick another quarter and miss the shot glass,
again.

“Why don’t we go in the back and I can remind you
how big I am?”

Normally this would amuse me. Maybe even possibly
turn me on, but I can honestly say I have no interest in Mikey anymore. I never
thought this would happen, but I have eyes for only one man.

“I’ll pass.”

“Your loss,” he says, before going back to wiping
down the bar.

Piper and I start watching other clips on YouTube
when I feel two warm hands cover my eyes.

“Guess who?”

“Hmm… I’d recognize these hands anywhere. How can I
forget how good they felt all over my body last night, Ryder.”

I hear him gasp as he releases me and turns me
around in the stool. I’m trying my best to hold in the laughter and look
serious.

“That is not funny.”

“I’m sorry, Jaxon, I thought you were your
brother.”

I hear Piper spit out the soda she was drinking.

“Again, not funny. My hands are way better than
Ryder’s.”

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him on the
cheek.

“I wouldn’t know. I would never let Ryder touch me,
not when I have you.”

He wraps his arms around my waist and squeezes me
to him. “I know, baby.”

“And I think I’m about to throw up,” Piper says in
disgust, as she gets up from her stool. “This romantic crap is too much.”

We watch her walk away and I turn back to face
Jaxon.

“What are you doing here?”

“I thought I’d stop by and say hello before I have
to get back to work. It’s sick, and I’ll probably have to turn in my man card
if anyone finds out, but I missed you.”

I can’t help but melt at his words. This man has
taken a sex driven woman, and turned her into a lovesick schoolgirl over the
course of two weeks.

“I missed you, too,” I whisper.

He kisses me briefly on the lips before releasing
me.

“Do you like action flicks?” He asks me.

“I love all kinds of movies.”

“Perfect, there’s a drive-in theater a few towns
over. It’s a double feature. The first film is a children’s animated movie, but
the new Vin Diesel movie is playing afterward. I thought we could check it
out.”

I really don’t care what we do as long as I’m with
him. I’ve also never been to an outdoor movie theater. I’ve only ever seen them
in movies.

“That sounds great. I should be done here around
six.”

He moves in to give me another brief kiss. “I’ll
pick you up then.”

“Do you mind not manhandling my staff in front of
me,” I hear Ryder say from behind the bar.

“Sorry, big brother, she’s just so cute. I can’t
help myself.”

If only that were true.

“I’ll see you at six,” he whispers to me, before
waving goodbye to Ryder and walking out of the restaurant.

“What happened to ‘you have nothing to worry about’
and ‘I’m not interested in your brother’?”

I give him the sweetest look I can manage, “It’s a
woman’s prerogative to change her mind.”

He shakes his head at my innocent act. “I know you
too well, Tessa. That innocent look won’t work on me. Just be careful, okay?”

I smile up at him. He may be my boss, but he’s
always been a great friend, too. He looks out for Piper and me. We’re lucky to
have him.

“I will, I promise. Knowing what you know about me,
did you give the same speech to Jaxon?”

I watch him as he stocks the bar with new product.
“Stop putting yourself down. Even with all I know about you, you’re still a
great girl. Anyone would be lucky to have you. So to answer your question, no I
didn’t warn Jaxon about you. I did, however, tell him I’d kick his ass if he
hurt you.”

I laugh as Piper comes up to me and throws an arm
over my shoulder.

“I love it. You’re his big brother, but you protect
me like you're mine. Thanks, Ryder.”

“Anytime.”

“Awe, I’ve walked in on a tender moment. Now cut
the crap and come hang out with me in the kitchen. Chuey bet Mikey that he
could snort an entire salt shaker of salt up his nose.”

That is the most ridiculous, immature, juvenile
thing I have ever heard of. I absolutely love my job.

***

We pull up to the drive-in a little after nine.
Jaxon took me to dinner at a nearby fifties themed diner beforehand. This night
feels like we stepped into a time machine. Especially since we are in his old
pick-up truck.

It’s dusk and it will probably be completely dark
in the next twenty minutes. Once this happens, the first movie will start. We
park near the back of the gravel parking lot. This is the designated area for
trucks and SUV’s. Jaxon pulls in so the bed of the truck is facing the screen.

He gets out and I wait in my seat. After two weeks
with him, I know better than to try to get out myself. Jaxon likes to open
doors for me. He reaches my door and opens it, like I expected him to, and I
get out. We make our way to the bed of the truck. He opens the door to the bed
and I’m stunned at what I see.

Jaxon has laid a mattress on the bed of the truck.
He’s brought pillows, blankets, and a cooler. I’m not a drive-in expert, but
this seems like the perfect set up.

“Wow. I guess we’ll be watching in comfort.”

“Nothing but the best for you, Tessa,” he smiles.

He extends his hand to me and I grab it, while I
pull my self up into the bed of the truck. He follows behind me and we sit
comfortably on the mattress.

“Where did you get this,” I ask, bouncing up and
down on the mattress.

“I saw it at a garage sale in town. I picked it up
for twenty bucks. Not bad, huh?”

“Nope. Twenty bucks seems like the going rate for a
mattress filled with bed bugs and other vermin.”

“You're funny tonight. Don’t worry, I sprayed it
down with some mattress spray I bought at the drugstore.” He rubs his hand
against the gray sheet covering the mattress, “And the sheets are brand new.”

I smile at him, grateful for the effort he put into
this night.

“The cooler is stocked with water, soda, and beer.
There’s a concession stand if we want to get popcorn. Oh…” he drifts off and I
watch him grab a speaker from a metal pole next to the car. He places it on the
ledge of the truck. “This is the speaker so we can hear the movie.”