Sexy: Behind The Lens Part 12

He laughs and leads me over to the couch. We sit down and he pulls me onto his lap. "I've waited too long. I need to feel you." He kisses my lips and pulls back, smiling. "And yes, I changed. Those clothes were drenched."

We laugh and he kisses me again. The guy sure as h.e.l.l knows how to kiss. He slowly lowers me to the couch and lies on top of me. Holy s.h.i.t, having him on me like this is unreal. We're only kissing, but I can feel my body reacting every time our tongues touch.

"d.a.m.n, Kallie," he moans.

I giggle and run my hand down his face. "No kidding."

He kisses my lips again and rolls so he's now behind me with his arms wrapped around me. "Want to watch some TV before bed?" he asks.

I agree and he puts on some tattoo show. It makes me itch to get a new one. I look down at his colorful arms and trace some of his.

"What do all these tattoos mean?" I ask, admiring the riot of color.

He tightens his hold on me. "Some are art I loved, some have meanings. Pick one." I look at everything and point to the bleeding heart. "I got that one after Brody's fiancee cheated on him." His heart was bleeding for his brother, d.a.m.n. I lean down and place a kiss on it. I point to the skull. "I just liked that one." I search for another one and find a name, Lily. I point to it and he laughs. "That was my dog. She pa.s.sed away a few years ago. Don't worry. I've never gotten a woman's name tattooed on me. That's the ultimate expression of love, I've never been there," he explains.

That's a relief.

"It's going to take a long time to find out what every one of your tattoos mean," I say, as my eyes try to take it all in.

He kisses my neck and rests his chin on my shoulder. "I've got nothing but time."

I smile and focus back on the TV.

I wake up, startled, and look around.

Jax rests his head on his hand and stares at me. "Relax, you fell asleep on the couch, and I carried you to bed," he softly says.

I can't help but smile up at him. "What time is it?" I ask.

He checks the clock before turning to me. "It's four o'clock."

"Are you still awake?" I whisper.

He grins at me and kisses my lips. "Yep. I still don't know if this is a dream, and if I close my eyes, I'm afraid you won't be here when I open them again," he softly says.

My heart shatters in pieces at his confession. I feel horrible for making him feel that way.

"Jax, it may have taken me a while to get here, but I'm here as long as you'll have me. I'm not going anywhere. I promise you," I say, feeling the need to rea.s.sure him.

He lies down and pulls me close. I rest my head on his chest, and he rubs my arm.

"Looks like we're stuck with each other," he sighs happily.

He kisses my head and continues rubbing my arm. I feel myself starting to drift back to sleep with the sound of his heart beating steadily in my ear and a smile on my face. I belong here.

Chapter Twelve.

Jax I wake up to the most amazing thing I've ever experienced. My arms wrapped around Kallie while she sleeps on my chest. During the shoot yesterday, I wished this would be real, and I can't believe that it is. She's sound asleep, her breath is blowing lightly on my chest, and even with her hair falling out of her bun, she's stunning.

I think back to the party and the advice Braden gave me. He said if I wanted Kallie to finally admit her feelings for me, I'd have to make her jealous. I didn't want to do it. I felt like an a.s.shole, but the more he talked, the more convincing he was. Monica always sits on my lap when there's no room, so when she did it, I figured why not roll with it. I could tell as soon as Kallie saw it, she was going to lose her s.h.i.t. Braden nodded his head, smiling, and I knew right then she would be in my bed last night. It may not have gone exactly as I planned, but it worked.

When I kissed her in the front yard, I'm man enough to admit it was romantic as h.e.l.l. Not only that, but once I tasted her, it blew my expectations out of the water. I don't know how long I'll be able to keep my d.i.c.k under control, because even right now, watching her sleeping peacefully, it's hard. I need to touch, lick, and kiss every part of her body. I need to suck her hard nipples and taste her p.u.s.s.y. I need to hear her scream my name while I take her over the edge. I want to f.u.c.k every part of her, claiming her. I've never felt that way, never felt the need to claim someone, but with Kallie, I want everyone to know she's mine, especially her.

She starts to stir and I rub her back. She turns her head up and blinks at me with sleepy eyes.

"Morning," I whisper.

"Good morning. What time is it?" she asks, her voice cracking with sleep.

I look at the clock, surprised I slept so late. "It's nine o'clock."

She sits up quickly with wide eyes. "s.h.i.t, I am supposed to meet Braden at his house in an hour. I wanted to take some pictures of the girls before they leave tomorrow," she says.

I sit up and push the hair out of her eyes. "Relax, you have plenty of time. I'll drive you back to your place shortly," I say.

She blows out a breath and holds her head in her hands. "Thanks. This isn't exactly how I pictured waking up today," she groans.

I climb on top of her and lower her to the bed. She smiles up at me, and I feel my d.i.c.k taking notice.

"How exactly did you picture waking up?" I push.

She blushes, and I lean down and press my lips to hers. I nip at them until she opens up, and I taste her again. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I deepen the kiss. When her legs fall open, it's like heaven having my d.i.c.k pressed against her. I wrap my hands in her hair and take complete control of the kiss. I lightly push my hard c.o.c.k against her, letting her know exactly what she does to me. She lets out a moan and grabs my hair. When I pull back and look at her, she's flushed and breathing as heavily as I am.

"Is this how you pictured waking up?" I whisper.

She opens her eyes and bites her lip. "It's about right." She smirks.

I lift one eyebrow and grin. "Are you challenging me to find out exactly how you pictured it?" I joke...sort of.

She giggles, but when I thrust my hips forward, she moans and tosses her head back. I grab her hands and hold them above her head, similar to yesterday. I kiss down her neck, and she arches her back, throwing her t.i.ts in my face. I continue down until I'm right above them. My shirt is huge on her, but I have no problem finding her hard nipples. I release her hands and use mine to cup her t.i.ts.

"s.h.i.t," she moans and bucks her hips up, allowing my c.o.c.k to hit her good and hard.

I bend and nip both of her nipples through the shirt, and she grabs onto my forearms, digging her nails in. f.u.c.k, yes, mark me. I let my hand wander down to the hem of the shirt and very slowly lift it up and over her head, tossing it onto the floor. I know I saw her perfect t.i.ts yesterday, but not like this. Not when I could touch them and mean it.

"Kallie, you are stunning," I say.

She opens her eyes and looks up at me. I keep eye contact with her while I dip my head and suck her nipple into my mouth.

"Holy s.h.i.t," she moans.

I tweak the other one while I nip at this one. She grabs onto my head, holding me in place, like she needs to do that. I have no intention of moving, unless it is to her other nipple. I suck, lick, and kiss every inch of her one t.i.t before moving to the next, showing it the same attention. She pulls my hair hard, and I bite down on her nipple, causing her to moan very loudly.

"f.u.c.k, Kallie, if I don't stop, I won't. Not that I want to stop, believe me, but we need to leave soon," I reluctantly say.

I'm ma.s.saging her t.i.ts while I talk to her, and she's rubbing her p.u.s.s.y on my c.o.c.k. If she doesn't stop, I'll come in my boxers like a d.a.m.n teenager.

"Maybe I can be late," she breathes out.

I fall on top of her and kiss her neck. "Sounds like a plan," I growl.

She giggles, so I tickle her sides. She tries her hardest to wiggle out of my hold, but I'm too strong.

"I'm joking. s.h.i.t, stop," she shrieks, laughing so hard she has trouble talking.

It makes me laugh, and I finally stop so she can catch her breath. I look down at her, and once she stops giggling, she smiles at me.

"I could get used to this, you know," I admit.

She pushes up on her elbows and kisses my lips. "I could too, and I wish we had more time now," she says, giving me a pouty lip and I laugh. Although, I'm in total agreement that I wish we had more time.

"We'll just need to make up for lost time tonight." I wink at her and climb off so she can sit up. When she does, she pulls the sheet up to cover herself, and I grin at her. "I just had them in my mouth. Don't get shy on me now," I say, winking.

She blushes and looks down at the bed. "It's going to take some getting used to, Jax," she softly whispers.

I sit on the bed and hand her my shirt. "You've seen me naked, and I'm not shy. I'll take these boxers off right now," I joke, trying to get her more comfortable.

She laughs and shakes her head. "You're such an a.s.s. You're used to it. You're a d.a.m.n model, I'm just a photographer," she says.

She has to be kidding.

"You obviously don't see yourself the way I do. Never have I been more attracted to someone, found someone so beautiful. You do things to me that, honestly, I've never experienced. Don't ever be shy around me, because no one else compares to you in my eyes." Huh, I didn't even know I had this guy in me.

"Wow. I don't even know what to say," she replies.

I kiss her and stand up. "Say you'll have dinner with me tonight," I suggest.

She puts the shirt on and stands up. "Yes, I'll definitely have dinner with you tonight. Now let's go so I can hug on my nieces for a few hours."

I throw on pants and a t-shirt, and we head to her place.

After dropping Kallie off at her place and leaving her with a kiss that is sure to have her rushing back to me soon, I went home and decided to go for a run. When I was running, I noticed things I've never noticed before, couples holding hands, laughing, hugging, and simply talking. It made me realize just how much I've been missing and didn't even realize it. I never thought I'd be the guy chasing someone, the guy saying romantic things, and the guy wanting to be with just one woman, but because of Kallie, that's exactly who I am.

I get home from my run and take a long shower. When I get out, I sit out back for a while before figuring out dinner plans. I light a cigarette and lean back in my chair. I can't stop thinking of Kallie. I thought I couldn't get her off my mind before, but now, even after one night, all I can do is think about her. Her taste, her body. The way she felt in my arms, the way she looked turned on.

The sliding door opening breaks my thoughts, and I turn my head. "Hey, man, what are you doing here?" I ask Brody.

He sits down next to me and smacks my leg. "Came by to check and see what happened with Kallie last night. She seemed ready to rip your head off when I left," he says, tilting his head.

I laugh and take a drag of my cigarette. "She was p.i.s.sed. We had it out on the front lawn before I kissed the h.e.l.l out of her," I say, grinning.

He looks at me with pride in his eyes and a smile on his face. "f.u.c.king finally. I can't believe it took you so long," he jokes.

I flip him off as the door opens again, and Blake comes out.

"What's up, fellas? Hey, Brody, did he tell you that Kallie spent the night last night and didn't leave until late morning?" Blake says, rubbing his hands together.

I laugh at the ridiculousness of this conversation.

"She stayed the night? d.a.m.n, you lucky b.a.s.t.a.r.d," Brody says.

I put out my smoke and cross my arms. "Yes, she stayed the night. Yes, she didn't leave until late this morning. No, we didn't have s.e.x. Happy?" I ask them.

Brody smiles, but Blake looks shocked.

"What the h.e.l.l? You didn't have s.e.x? What did you do?" Blake yells.

f.u.c.king moron.

"Are you serious? We slept," I say, shaking my head.

He pulls his chair right in front of me and sits on the edge of it. "So wait. You guys didn't do anything at all? There was no touching of the s.e.xual nature going on in that room all night?" he asks, his eyebrows dipped in confusion.

Brody punches him in the arm, thankfully, because I'd have done it a h.e.l.l of a lot harder.

"d.a.m.n, Blake, give him a break. He's getting to know her," Brody says.

Blake rolls his eyes and looks back at me.

"Bulls.h.i.t. I don't believe nothing happened. And Brody, he knows her. He's been chasing her for months, in case you forgot," he says, getting all wound up.

I will remember this conversation when this a.s.shole gets with someone. I'll be sure to pry and annoy the ever-loving s.h.i.t out of him.

"What are we, in high school? You want to know if I got to touch a b.o.o.b?" I ask, laughing.

He throws his hands in the air. "Yes, Christ. That's all I'm asking."

Brody and I bust out laughing at how dumb he is.

"Just imagine what you would do," I start and he grins at me, shaking his head. "Now realize I did the complete opposite."

Brody gives me a pound, and we laugh at Blake's expense again.

"I'm going to order some pizza. You're so f.u.c.king lame," he huffs and goes inside.

I turn smiling at my brother. "I totally got to touch her b.o.o.bs."