Lawful Overdose (9 page)

I look around the truck and then at the entire lot.

“This is kind of perfect. This might be the best
date I’ve ever been on, and it just started.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”

We get ourselves situated in the bed of his truck.
The pillows are plopped against the back window of the cab and our backs are
against them. Jaxon is drinking a beer and I’ve decided on a lemon-lime soda. I
watch as little kids are running around, a group of teenagers are tossing
around a football, and an older couple is playing cards.

The lights to the concession stand dim and the
screen lights up. The first film is about to start.

Jaxon reaches out his arm and pulls me into his
side. The children’s movie is actually very funny. I catch myself laughing at
the antics the little yellow minions in blue overalls are up to. Jaxon is
enjoying it, too, but I notice he’s distracted. He keeps checking his phone. I
catch him sending a few texts, but I decide to ignore it. We’re still getting
to know each other so I shouldn’t be so curious about who he is texting.

He puts his phone back in his pocket and pulls me
impossibly closer to him. His lips move to my ear.

“This movie is hilarious. These little yellow guys
are cracking me up.” The warmth from his breath gives me goose bumps.

“Yeah, they’re pretty fantastic.”

We continue to watch and I’m honestly hooked on the
plot. I’m completely invested in finding out what happens. We’re nearing the
end of the movie when Jaxon gets up.

“I’m going to use the washroom and then check out
the concession stand. You want anything?”

I shake my head no and he turns and hops off the
truck. I turn back to the movie to see if these three little girls are going to
change the villain’s heart. I’m so entranced by the movie I don’t even notice
that Jaxon hasn’t returned from the bathroom, until the credits start to roll.
I stand up on the bed of the truck to stretch my legs and look around the lot.
It’s so dark I can barely see anything.

I look over at the concession stand and I see
movement at the back of the building. I squint my eyes, trying to make out the
scene. It’s hard to tell at first, but then he smiles and I know it’s him.

Jaxon is talking to two men behind the building.
The conversation looks intense, but I have no idea what it could be about. I
see Jaxon lift his head and look around. I don’t want him to spot me so I lay down
and peek over the edge of the truck. He says something else to the guys and
they part ways. When the two men get back in the vehicle, I recognize one of
them. It’s Jimmy.

Why the hell is Jaxon having secret conversations
with Jimmy in the middle of a drive-in lot?

I don’t have much time to contemplate this because
Jaxon is climbing back into the bed of the truck.

“Sorry about how long that took.”

“Is everything okay?” I ask. I want to see if he’ll
lie to me or tell me the truth.

“Yeah. The bathroom line just took forever and then
I ran into two guys from school. We got to talking and I couldn’t just walk
away. How was the rest of the movie?”

I exhale in relief. I was worrying for nothing.

“It was cute. We should definitely rent it when it
comes to DVD.”

He smiles so wide at my words and I’m confused by
his happiness.

“What are you smiling about?”

“Oh, nothing, just the fact that you said we should
rent this when it comes to DVD.”

I’m so confused on why this would make him smile.

“Yeah… so?”

“So, that means you expect we’ll be together when
this comes to DVD. I like that idea.”

I feel my cheeks warm from embarrassment. I wasn’t
even aware I expected us to be together until he just said it. He was right
though. When I think about the future, I picture him there. I hope he’s there.

I try and change the subject so that his focus
won’t be completely on me.

“Why are so many people leaving?”

I’m genuinely curious because so many vehicles are
pulling out and exiting the car lot.

“A lot of families come just for the first show.
They have young children who aren’t old enough to see the second flick.”

I nod in understanding.

By the time the second movie starts there’s maybe
thirty vehicles left in the lot. We have a good ten spaces between the next
vehicle and us. We adjust our positions so we’re lying down now on the
mattress. Jaxon is flat on his back with his head propped up on pillows. I’m
laying on my side, my hand draped over his stomach and my head on his chest.

The movie starts off good. Just the right amount of
action and violence.

Jaxon has a hand wrapped around me and he’s rubbing
circles on the small of my back. The motion is making me sleepy and I adjust my
body to get more comfortable. I hitch my leg over his waist so the left side of
me is draped over him. I angle my head so I can still see the movie.

We watch as Vin takes out a few members of a drug
cartel at a strip club. Once they are no longer an issue, he grabs one of the
strippers and walks her back to a private room.

The woman is dressed in very little. She is wearing
a strip of material on her bottom that is supposed to be a skirt, but when she
turns around you can see her ass cheeks and the dental floss thong going up her
crack.

A lace bra covers her fake boobs. His character
sits down on a sofa in the private room, and the woman straddles his lap. A few
words are exchanged and then they are going at it.

Sex scenes in movies are the norm, but my body’s
reaction to this one isn’t. I don’t know if it’s because I’m with Jaxon and we
haven’t had sex yet, but my body is completely turned on. Jaxon tenses under me
as he applies more pressure on the small of my back. He’s rubbing me more
firmly, his circles becoming larger.

I feel his hand graze the top of my butt, covered
only by the thin material of my sundress. With every stroke his hand goes lower
and lower. I let out a quiet moan when he squeezes my butt gently.

I can feel him start to stir to life under my leg
and I’m desperate for him. I lift my head to look up at him and he’s watching
me, and only me. The movie is just background noise now. Our eyes are locked on
one another, but he doesn’t make a move. I think deep down inside I know he
won’t, which means I need to make the move.

Screw the movie. He’s set up such a romantic
evening and we’re secluded in the bed of his truck. This is the perfect moment.

I use my hands to pull myself up so we’re face to
face. I purposely don’t say a word as I lower my mouth and start to kiss him.

His lips are soft and I can taste the beer that
still lingers on his lips. He doesn’t hesitate to kiss me back. I surrender
control of the kiss, letting him take what he wants from me.

His tongue slips in my mouth and I can’t help but
groan in gratitude. My hands slip into his hair, pulling, tugging, trying to
urge him on. He must get the hint because in the next second we’re flipped
over, and my back is on the mattress. My legs immediately go up and around his
torso.

I can feel his erection right where I need it and I
know with certainty, I can’t wait any longer. I lower my hands to start undoing
his jeans and this is where Jaxon stops.

He kisses me for a few more seconds, his kiss
becoming less urgent as he moves his hips away from mine. When he releases my
lips I’m panting and looking up at him, confused.

“Why are you stopping?” I pant.

“We’re not doing this,” he says huskily. The sound
of his voice throws me off. I look his body over again, and realize I was
wrong. His eyes are hooded and intense, his breathing uneven, and his large
friend in his pants is still saluting me.

Maybe he’s not as in control as I thought.

“Not here, not in the back of my truck, Tessa.”

Knowing I only have a few seconds to change his
mind, I grab his shirt and pull him on top of me again. He lets me, but I can
tell he is going to try and resist my actions. I do the only thing I know that
will change his mind, and surprisingly, it feels right saying it.

I bring my lips to his and whisper, “Make love to
me, Jaxon. Right here. Right now. Take my body and make it yours. I want you to
own me.”

Chapter Eight

You’re Mine

My lips rest on his as our eyes meet, I can tell
he’s looking for some kind of confirmation behind my eyes. He must see what he
wants, because the next thing I know his lips are crashing onto mine.

He’s forceful, his mouth molding into mine. His
tongue comes out to lick my lower lip and I bite his tongue gently. This gets
the reaction I want, and he becomes an animal.

His hands are everywhere as I move mine to the
front of his jeans. I unfasten them in record timing and start to lower them
from his body. He helps me and when his jeans are off, he moves his hands to
the bottom of my dress. His hands are urgent as he raises the dress up and over
my body.

“Jaxon,” I moan, his lips moving to the top of my
breasts. I watch him as he sucks my sensitive skin into his mouth, leaving love
bites all over my chest.

I feel like a teenager again.

While he’s devouring my breasts, his hand moves to
my panties, slowly rubbing my clit over the thin material.

“Oh… fuck, yes,” I scream as he blocks my mouth with
his hand. I completely forgot where we were. I look around and realize no one
heard me or can see us. The walls of the truck are high enough, and we’re far
enough away that no one can see inside.

Jaxon sees me look around and he grabs a blanket
and lays it over us, never stopping his assault on my body.

I can feel my release building. Two weeks has been
too long, and my body is screaming for him to finish and bring it to ecstasy.

My hands reach for the bottom of his t-shirt and I
pull it off him, temporarily taking his lips and hands off my body.

I move my hands to his chest and kiss his neck, his
shoulders, his chest, before he pulls my mouth back up to his for a kiss.

His hands are rough on my body, creating bursts of
tingles everywhere. My nipples are hard and my clit is throbbing in
abandonment.

He pulls my panties off and then I watch him remove
his boxers. He looks at me adoringly before lowering his head to mine.

“This isn’t how I wanted to do this,” he mumbles,
kissing the side of my mouth. His hands lower to caress my breasts. “I wanted
to take my time, worship every part of your body.”

His words make me groan in anticipation and his
mouth lowers to suck on my nipple. He moves to suck and bite gently on my other
nipple, before teasing my breasts with his fingers.

He moves to kiss me again, adjusting his hips in between
mine, I can feel his cock teasing my entrance and I want him to plunge forward.

“Are you mine?” Jaxon gently thrusts his hips,
letting his cock slide between my slit, teasing my pussy.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Good. I’m going to show you how well I treat
what’s mine.”

His hips move backward and then he is thrusting
forward inside me.

“Fuck,” I groan as I feel him stretch me, filling
me completely.

This isn’t sex, or making love, this is fucking at
its finest. This is two people who have a connection that is no longer
deniable. Two people who can no longer stay apart. My body needs him. My heart
needs him. I need him.

My legs are wrapped around his waist as Jaxon
continues to pump inside me. I’m so wound up, and on the verge of going over
the edge.

“God… I want to pull your legs over my shoulders
and taste you, let my tongue feel how wet you are for me… but that will have to
wait until we get back to my place.”

His words set me on fire, and when his hand moves
to rub my clit, I explode. I climax hard. I can feel my pussy pulsing around
his dick, and with two more thrusts he’s coming inside me, and I’m milking him
of every last drop.

Jaxon lowers his mouth to mine, kissing me gently.
His lips soothe away the intensity of my orgasm. My heart races with the
overpowering feelings taking over my body.

When our breathing finally settles, Jaxon rolls off
me and pulls me into his side. He kisses my hair and we both turn back to the
movie. I have no idea what is going on or what’s happened. The stripper is now
dressed, tied to a chair, and Vin Diesel has her at gunpoint.

“That was amazing,” I breathe out in to the open
air.

“It was. I can honestly say I’ve never had sex in
the back of my truck at a drive-in before. We might have to do this more
often.”

I move my hand down his chest and touch his cock.
Surprisingly, it’s still semi-hard. I stroke him gently, “Or we could go for
round two.”

He leans over to kiss me; "You’re going to
kill me, sunshine.”

His lips are on mine as I stroke him back to life.
We don’t have a chance to get round two going because the sound of car doors
closing and engines starting, break us apart. The movie's over and the place is
closing. Everyone is getting ready to leave.

“Shit, I guess the movie's over.” Jaxon hands me my
lace underwear and bra and I slip them on under the blanket. I pull my dress
over my head, watching Jaxon button the fly of his pants.

“Best movie ever," I smile at him.

He moves in to kiss my lips, “I have to agree.”

We pack up the back of the truck and get in the
front. Jaxon starts the engine and we’re out of there, getting away without
anyone realizing we just had sex in the back of the truck.

I don’t even have time to over analyze what
happened between us, or wonder if our next conversation is going to be awkward.
Jaxon starts talking and it’s as if nothing’s changed.

We talk about the movie, or what little of it we
saw. This brings us to movie stars and how they’re overpaid. He starts talking
about how real professions, professions that help people and make them grow,
pay very little.

His mother was a schoolteacher and her wages were
barely above the poverty line. I asked him what his dad did for a living, but
he wasn’t sure. The man was barely involved in his life. He had two uncles who
helped raise him. Both were police officers and both helped keep him out of
trouble.

We make it back to his apartment a little after two
in the morning. With it being so late, I’m exhausted. Between work and hanging
out with Jaxon everyday, I haven’t gotten a good night sleep the last two
weeks.

“I’m not sure if Ryan’s home. If he is, we’ll just
have to be quiet and sneak into my room. If we wake him up, it’ll be hell. He
can be a pain in the ass sometimes.”

“Pain in the ass? That explains why him and Piper
get along so well,” I joke. “She’s my best friend, but her sleep patterns are
abnormal.”

We walk into his apartment and it’s pitch black and
silent. Jaxon flicks on the light switch and I stand at the doorway while he
checks out Ryan’s room.

“Coast is clear, it’s just us.”

“Thank goodness,” I murmur to myself, as I toss my
shoes off and drop my purse on the floor.

“I’m so tired.”

Jaxon walks over to me and picks me up bridal
style.

“Let me take you to bed. I’ll lay you down, ravish
you with kisses, and you can fall asleep in my arms.”

“That sounds great,” I say groggily, yawning into
his chest.

I feel him walk us back to his bedroom and he shuts
the door. He places me gently on the bed before taking his clothes off. I’m too
tired to watch the show, even though my eyes are begging me to open them. I
feel a dip of the bed at my feet, and then Jaxon picks up my foot, kissing my
instep.

I’m so tired, but every kiss helps awaken my body.
I feel his lips on my ankle, my calf, and then my knee before he switches to do
the same to my other leg. His hands start to make their way up my inner thighs.
When he reaches the top of my sundress, his lips leave my body as he pulls the
dress up and over me, leaving me in my panties and bra. I open my eyes, almost
completely alert. It’s not until I look Jaxon over that I fully awaken. He’s
completely naked and his head is moving down to the apex of my thighs.

“I thought we were going to sleep?”

His lips move to my pussy as he licks a trail up my
slit until he reaches my clit. “I never agreed to that. You said you were tired
and I said I would ravish you with kisses, and that’s what I’m doing.”

His mouth starts kissing my clit, sucking and
nipping. I feel the tingling sensation begin and I move my body closer to him,
urging him to continue. I start gently thrusting my hips, his tongue coming out
to circle my clit.

It feels so good. In all my sexual experiences,
very few guys went down on me. With one-night stands and flings, my only goal
was an orgasm. The same would go for my partner so we would look for the
fastest way to get each other off. Even Mikey rarely went down. His mouth only
ventured that way if I begged him to, but he was more than happy for me to suck
him off and I hated it. Blowjobs were never really my thing, but right now, in
this moment, it’s all I can think about.

I want Jaxon in my mouth. I want to suck his long,
thick cock. I want to feel him grow inside me, feel him throb, waiting to
release in my mouth; I want to taste all he has to give.

These thoughts bring me over the edge and I scream
out my orgasm, thrusting against Jaxon’s tongue. He continues to lick and suck
until I’ve come down from the high.

“You taste so fucking good, Tessa. Fuck, that was
hot,” he says huskily. He kisses a trail up my stomach, past my breasts, and to
my neck. I tilt my head to give him better access and he kisses the spot, my
hotspot, the spot that I swear on my life has a direct line to my pussy.

I want him.

I move to sit up and he lets me. I see the confused
look on his face.

“Why are you stopping?”

Instead of answering, I push him down on the bed so
he falls on his back. I straddle his hips and lower my mouth to his. I kiss him
with every ounce of passion I have in my body. I can taste myself on his tongue.

Jaxon groans as his hands slip to my ass. He
squeezes and rubs my cheeks before trailing a finger up my crack, teasing my
other hole. A foreign hole to me.

I move my mouth from his and kiss a trail down his
body, spending extra attention at his neck, his chest, and his lower stomach.
He watches me intensely, never moving his eyes from me as I make my way down to
his cock.

I kiss the head of his erection and look up at
Jaxon to make sure this is okay. His head falls back in pleasure.

“Shit, baby,” he groans.

I take that as a sign of encouragement and wrap my
lips around the head of his cock. My tongue comes out to lick his slit. My
tongue makes circles around his swollen head and he tastes heavenly. Better
than anything I could have expected.

My hands join the party as I wrap one around the
base of his erection and the other one plays with his balls. I start bobbing my
head, taking him as deep as my throat will let me with out gagging.

I can feel him get impossibly harder as Jaxon makes
the sexiest sounds from the back of his throat. He’s enjoying every minute of
attention my mouth is giving him.

I start to moan in pleasure, too. Who would have
thought that pleasuring someone else would get you so hot and bothered, but it
does. I’m so turned on by Jaxon right now, and as he starts to thrust himself
into my mouth, unable to hold back, I start to think thoughts I shouldn’t.

I start to imagine a future with this man.
Finishing college with him, moving in together, going on vacations, and getting
a dog. All of which are full blown commitment images.

That’s right. I, Tessa Greyson, am imagining a
future with someone as I give him the best dam blowjob I’ve ever given.

“Fucking shit, sunshine, I’m going to come.” He
taps my shoulder to get me to move away, but I hold firm, continuing to suck
him until I get the first taste of Jaxon’s orgasm on my tongue. He’s coming
inside me and I’m sucking and licking every drop. It’s warm and salty, going
down my throat, and he tastes fucking amazing.

His cum is like a natural drug to me. I’m high off
the taste of him, buzzed on the smell he gives off, and still tweaking from the
last orgasm he gave me.

I unwillingly release him from my mouth since I’ve
sucked him completely dry. He pulls me to him and gives me a sweet kiss on the
lips.

“You are incredible. That was pure perfection. You
have a very talented mouth, baby.”

I smile at his words of adoration. Who needs roses
and poems of love when your man tells you your blowjobs are perfection.

I sigh into his chest and my eyelids start to
close. Just like any other rush or high, I’m at the crashing stage and my eyes
can barely stay open.

“I’m baby now?” I murmur into his chest. “What
happened to sunshine?”

He squeezes me closer to him, every inch of my body
touching his.

“You’re baby, sunshine, Tessa, beautiful girl,
sweetheart, flower, angel, and the list goes on. I could think of a million
names for you and it would never be enough. But to answer your question, yes,
you’re baby. You’re my baby and I hope you feel the same way about me.”