In The End (Part 2)

Chapter 13: PROMISE

DAISY

I haven't been able to process anything that happened yesterday. Is it really over?

Every time I come close to crying, my body rejects letting anything out. Maybe I'm used to it, or maybe I'm coming to the terms with accepting reality.

It's currently 11pm and I'm up typing out some forums for my new job that I started this week.

My phone buzzes and it's a notification from my ring door bell.

*Someone is in front of your door*

I open the app and check the camera...

It's jax.

What the hell is he doing here again?

I thought we spoke about everything, why is he back here in-front of my door, waiting impatiently.

I stand up from my couch, and go to open my door.
Jax's eyes turns to me. Before I can say anything he crashes his body onto mine, grabbing my waist and pulling me into a kiss.

I freeze. What the hell is he doing?

I try to fight the urge to stop him but i don't do nothing.
The warmth of his kiss. The taste of his mouth. I miss it.
Just Like a muscle memory, my body doesn't fight back. I wrap my arms around him, kissing him back, not caring about the erratic beating of my heart.

He pushes the door shut with his foot before lifting my up and taking me into my bedroom. Without breaking the kiss I find myself naked within a short amount of time that he's been here.

What the heck am I doing?

I promised myself I wouldn't do this.
He has a wife. She's a lovely woman.
Everything about this is wrong.

I never thought I'd see the day where being with jax felt wrong.

Jax's lips leave my lips, his tongue tracing to my ears. Biting and licking my lobe with all his energy. I let out a small gasp from his rough touch. His palms covering my ass, squeezing my cheeks before shocking me with a hard slap. I flinch but the feeling excites me.
Another slap, this time, he grabs my hips and throws me on the bed.

I lift myself up. Watching him look down at me as he unbuckles his belt.
I bite my bottom lip, waiting for him to hurry up and just have me.

It's been six years. I know it's all too quick and we shouldn't be doing this, especially after our talk to not see each other again. Yet again I'm cast under his spell. I always have been. The heat in his eyes. The way he slowly licks his bottom lip whilst not breaking eye contact.
I need him more than ever.

The guilt in me evaporates once he presses his naked body onto mine.

'Are you on birth control?'
I shake my head. I'm not. Whenever I was active I would make sure to get some just in case, but since my breakup with Preston years ago, I haven't been sexually active until now.

'Good' he says before sliding his full length into me.
I wince from the feeling of my pussy stretching out the more he slides himself inch by inch.
I look down, looking at his cock buried deep inside me.
Hot waves flush all over my skin. I miss the way he felt inside me. The way my pussy is just for him. No matter how long it has been, my pussy gets wet the way it does only for him. 'You're so fucking tight' he groans.