The Sweetest Thing (Book 1) ✓

21 - One step closer

Emily 

I knew that Dax was mad. I could feel it in the air around him. But thankfully, he didn't yell. Not to me when I told him why we were at that place, nor to his sister when we got back to his place. The boys quickly left on their bikes, once me and Caitie were in the house, leaving us at the mercy of Dax in the middle of his living room.

"Lily, could you, please, leave me and Caitie for a little?" He wasn't looking at either of us. His eyes were closed, and he was pinching the bridge of his nose, and at that moment, I felt awful. Because Dax was doing everything he could to keep me safe, to keep his sister safe, and we just put him in a position that he couldn't do.

I silently left. Ace was right behind me and we went to Dax's room. After all the packaging and moving all kinds of stuff from one place to another, I felt sore. My back was killing me, so I decided that my body needed a rest and more sleep than food. So, I just changed into one of Dax's T-shirts (yeah, I had my own clothes now, but his were so soft, that I couldn't make myself stop using them) and got into bed with Ace right beside me.

At one point in the night, I felt movement on the bed and decided that Ace was probably finding a new comfortable position. Just when I was drifting back to sleep, I was engulfed in this comfortable heat that I didn't want to move from and investigate what it was.

Hours later, when the sun was shining through the curtains, I woke up still engulfed in this lovely heat, with this heaviness around my waist. It took me a few minutes to fully wake up and understand that the warm thing at my back was not Ace, but Dax, who was holding me close to him while he was sleeping. I tried to move his hand from around me, but the moment I was making the smallest of movements, he just wrapped it stronger around me, making me completely snug to his chest.

"Where do you think you're going, Cupcake?" His voice was so low and raspy from his sleep that goosebumps showed all over my skin, making me shiver from the things his voice was igniting in me. Feeling my shivers, he pulled me even closer to him, making me absolutely immobile. I could feel his breath on my neck, and when he rubbed his nose in a spot right behind my ear, I barely managed to hold the moan that wanted to escape my lips. He was driving me absolutely crazy. My libido was so high that I felt that I could orgasm if he just kept rubbing that spot with his nose.

"Umm... I... I should..." I tried to find words, but he felt so good that my brain short circuit.

"I don't know if you remember, but yesterday I was going to get you out of the house."

"Mmm..." While Dax was talking, his lips were barely touching my skin, making it hard to concentrate on his words. "You did?"

"Yup. I had plans too, but... yeah..." Yeah, I decided to bond with his sister, not in the best of ways. "...but since it didn't happen like I planned, today I decided to try a new one." Did he even know how hard it was to try and understand his words with his lips on my neck?

"N-new plan?"

"Mhmm."

"What...what was the old one?"

"I guess you'll never know." I was lying on my side, my back to his chest at one moment, and at the next, I was on my back, Dax's body between my legs. He was holding his upper body on his forearms, and his face was very, very close to mine.

"Umm, umm..." I was so lost... I had no idea what to expect, how to react, so I took to coward's way and stayed at one place, not moving, waiting to see his next move. And he didn't disappoint. He lowered his body, so he was almost touching me but not quite there, and he buried his face in my neck, where he continued his torture with his nose and lips on my sensitive skin.

"So today we have some tasks to do..."

"We do?"

"Yeah. First is to remove your stiches." Shit! I really forgot about them. Since they were on my back and I didn't see them, I just got used to the strange feeling, and he was the one to check them to see if everything was healing properly. I don't know how I forgot about them, but with Dax so close to me, making me so horny, can anybody blame me?

"O-okay." His lips leisurely moved up and down my neck like it was a perfectly normal situation for us.

"And then... we are going to the bank..." his lips felt phenomenal. They were leaving a trail of goosebumps behind them, and I was getting so turned on that I didn't even hear what he said.

"Where?" He stopped his torture on my neck and lifted himself so he was looking straight into my eyes.

"We are going to the bank, so you can ask them about the loan." Wait, what! Is he for real!

"W-what! Are you sure? I-I..." His smile was so big that I lost my words again... not that I was able to find them since I was awake, but still. He was so handsome when he was smiling. His eyes were changed to light blue, like the sky in the sunny morning. And his dimples were showing so clearly, even with the beard trying to hide them. He had these little sparks in his eyes, and I found out that he was asking me something, but like the lovesick puppy I was, I totally ignored it. "Um, say that again? I...um, I didn't hear you."

"We are going to the bank. Do you need some kind of documents to ask for the loan?"

"I... I don't know. I think they can see what my salary is in the shared database. I don't know what else they might need from me."

"Okay then. Go dress up and I'll make the coffee." And just like that, he was gone, taking his heat with him, making me shiver for a totally new reason.

I tried to be quick in choosing what to wear. I ended up with a dark green dress that was just below the knee and flat black shoes. I left my hair down and used a little mascara.

"That'll do." I got down the stairs, following the awesome aroma of the coffee where I found Dax drinking from his cup in nothing but his underwear. "Shit!"

"Did you say something, Cupcake?" I just found a way to stop the flow down there from our encounter in bed, trying to think of all kinds of stuff, new recipes, new techniques. And then, with just one look at his almost naked body, I could feel how my panties were getting soaked again...well, this was a different pair, but I was sure that their fate was the same as that of their predecessors.

"Are we going to eat here?" I went and sat at the bar, where my cup was waiting for me full of the warm liquid just the way I liked it. And I was doing my best to ignore how my body was reacting to his.

"No, I thought that we could get something on our way."

"Yeah, that sounds fine with me."

"Okay. Just let me get dressed, and we'll go." It was a shame that he had to cover that amazingly sculptured body, but at the same time, I was glad because I couldn't function properly around him when he was half naked.

We went to a drive-through at a local breakfast joint and then went to the hospital where a doctor looked at my wound and said that everything looked fine. Then, a newbie doctor was assigned the task of removing my stitches, and Dax was on the verge of punching him every time he pulled with way more force than was needed.

When we finished, Dax took me to the bank where we met.

"This is kind of strange, going in the proper way and not from the window." I knew what Dax was trying to do, but my nerves were so uptight that I couldn't find it in myself to even smile at his little joke. "Hey, look at me." He stopped me at the entrance and took my face in both of his hands. "Everything will be fine, trust me, okay. You'll get the money, open your bakery, and make me and the whole SWAT team work out at least an hour more in our sessions, so we don't gain weight from all of your goodies." This time, he managed to make me smile. Everyone on the team was in such excellent shape that I couldn't even imagine them getting fat.

"Okay. Let's do this." We went and took our seats in front of the bank official.

"So, how can I help you today, Miss Wilson?"

"I was wondering if you would give me a loan to open a bakery?"

"Do you have any other loans in your name?"

"No, I've never had one."

"Good, good, that is good." He was typing something on his computer while asking me question after question. Do I have a place where I want to open a bakery? Do I have the qualifications to work in a place like that? It was question after question, after question, and I started to feel less and less optimistic. He was typing something again when the next question came.

"So, do you have any other income except from the restaurant?" Well, I guess his computer wasn't telling him that I no longer worked there. Two days after the bank incident, I called the manager to tell him that I wouldn't be able to work, and he just said that he couldn't keep my spot. So right now, I don't have a workplace and don't have any kind of income. And I was asking the bank to give me more money, which I couldn't even return. Why, on Earth was I here?!

"Umm... no, I don't have..."

"Well, I'm afraid that we can't help you right now, Miss Wilson. Your income is way too low and the fact that you don't have a job you have worked for more than a year is not very good. For the bank, you don't look like a trusty investment. I'm sorry, but..."

"What about me? Am I trusty?" Dax spoke for the first time.

"And where do you work, Mr. Hall?"

"I'm a police officer, K-9 handler, and part of the SWAT team."

"Oh, let me check."

"What are you doing!?" I was silently screaming at Dax, trying to understand what he was trying to do. He just put his finger on his lips in the universal signal to shut up and looked at the bank official.

"Well, Mr. Hall, you are a much more suitable candidate."

"Okay, so it's settled."

"Wha-what is settled? Dax? What are you..." With one look, he made me shut up again and watched as he signed paper after paper, making me...or more accurately, making him one step closer to opening my dream bakery.

Once all the documents were signed, the bank man told us that they'd call us when they decide if they're going to give a loan to Dax. In the next moment, we were leaving the bank and I still couldn't understand what happened there.

"Hey, Cupcake. Look at me." He stopped me once we were close to his car and made me look at him. "Talk to me."

"I... I don't know what you want me to tell you, Dax. It's so insane for you to do this. And I don't know how I'll..."

"Hey, hey...stop that. You don't have to worry about anything."

"What are you talking about? Of course, I have to worry! I can't give you the money back! I can't even..." I couldn't finish my sentence because Dax was kissing me. His hands took my head and tilted it so he could devour my mouth the way he wanted. His lips were so soft and, at the same time, so demanding just like their owner. He nibbed and licked my lips, and the moment I opened my mouth from the shock, he took it as an invitation and plunged his tongue into it. He tasted amazing. His moves were so precise and, at the same time, so chaotic that I felt myself getting lost. I didn't know where I was, who I was. The only thing keeping me grounded were his hands on my face. It felt so heavenly that it took me a while to understand that Dax was no longer kissing me, and there was this annoying sound coming from his pants. I opened my eyes, that I don't even remember closing, and saw him looking at his phone.

"Fuck." SWAT call.

***Well, Dax managed to save the day again. Vote for him, give him engorgements that he's doing the right thing.