Anchored

Ten

Before we started the game, Jax ran downstairs to make popcorn. Leaving me, squirming. Was he going to ask hard questions? Was he doing them to actually get me to kiss him or is he actually interested in the answers. What if I stepped out of my comfort zone and let someone know the answers?

Uh no. Jax walks in (as  shaking my head to myself, what an idiot) with two big bowls of the most satisfying smell...I've ever smelt. Popcorn. My favoriteeee.

"Question 1. What's your favorite color?" Jax smiles. Handing me a bowl and sitting on the floor next to me.

"Easy. Green. Hmm..." tapping my chin and looking in the air. "What is your favorite food."

"Peanut butter and banana sandwiches. Would you rather lick the bottom of a shoe that has stepped in dog poop or eat a bug before every meal for the rest of your life?"

"Uh. What the hell? Lick a shoe, duh." I giggled. What is wrong with me.

"Gross! I would eat a bug." He laughs and throws a popcorn piece at me.

"Before every meal? You lick a shoe ONCE and your done! Whatever. Ok, next question. Why are you and Brody doing all of this for me?" I wasn't expecting it to be me that took this serious.

"Well, since we are supposed to be answering honestly, I have no idea. Brody started talking about us messing with you but it's actually been pretty fun. I was bored with doing the same shit everyday. You became a new game."

"Awesome. Glad I can be of some entertainment to you, good sir." I bow half my body and smile.

"Ohhh yes. Such entertainment. My turn. Why the fuck is Brody so concerned with you? He like hates you some days and then is all about helping you. I'm getting whip lash and I'm his best friend. Are you guys—like—together?

"That was two questions in a row, smart ass. And we have to be honest?"

"Yes, or you can just kiss me?" Jax pickers his lips and leans in.

Laughing I shove him back. This isn't my secret to tell....but I don't want Jax to get the wrong idea about Brody. Well...

"Brody.....is my foster brother. And no, we aren't together. He has hated me since I got to the home." I look at Jax, his face is searching mine. Is he trying to tell if I was lying?

"Uh, Brody lives with you....at the foster home? He is in the foster system?"

"Is this off the game or is this another question?"

"No this is off the game because it's not about you. Answer....please, Millie."

"Yes."

"Oh fuck. Everything makes since."

"Yeah...I know why he keeps it a secret. You have seen how everyone treats me. He is scared. He is almost 18 anyways. He will age out soon, then he won't be lying to everyone"

"Ok, back to our game. Who's turn is it?"

"Mine. Do you have a job?"

"Yes. I work at a Eddie's car garage, down on 5th." Jax got really quiet. "Why are you in the foster system?"

I mean...I knew he was going to ask that. I sucked in air. And smacked my lips right against his. It took him a minute to understand I didn't want to answer and he kissed back. He put the popcorn bowl down, and grabbed my waist pulling me on top of him. Wait, wasn't it just supposed to be like a peck on the lips? This was a full on make out session.

Jax moves his lips against mine, pushing his tongue in my mouth and it starts to dance in there. A moan escapes my lips, he is so good at this. Of course he is. He is Jax Hendrix.

His hands move up and down my body setting me on fire. My body took over, I've never done this before. I wrap my hands around his neck and rock back and forth. Jax pushes his hands stopping my hips. "If you don't want to see what happens if you keep doing that, I suggest you stop." His eyes filled with lust, darker than normal, his voice was hella sexy.

"I don't wanna stop." My voice shaking.

"Are you sure?"

All I can do is nod.

He flips me on the floor faster than I can put my lips back on him. He places one hand on the floor beside my head and uses the other to reach behind me and peel his shirt he put on me last night off.

That same hand finds my black lace bralette that Sara made me wear...and thank God she did.

"Fuck. Sexy as hell." Jax whispers in my ear. He licks the bottom of my ear, sending shock down my body. Jax starts to leave small kisses down my neck and across my jawline. I hear a husky moan in his throat as I wrap my legs around his torso.

He smashes his pelvis into my area, letting me know how hard he is.

"Let's take care of you first, Millie." He is breathing heavy. I'm breathing heavy. This can't be happening it's gotta be another dream and I'm gonna wake up again. He kisses down my neck stopping at my breast and swiping his tongue over my hard nipple. So good. Trailing his touch like fire down my stomach toward my belly button. His kisses were soft but needy.

Where was he going?

Ohhh. That's why Sara made me get a wax. Hurt like hell I'll tell you.

But this....this did not hurt.

He pulled his sweat pants off of me. Slowly, looking dead in my eyes. So hot.

He slipped his thumb under the lace, smirked at me and shoved them down off passed my ankles. Wrapping my legs around his neck he started to go down.

Lick. Tongue swirl, tongue swirl. Lick. Repeat.

"Baby you are so wet. And you taste so good." The knot was forming in my belly and I let out a giggle. I've never heard anyone talk so dirty. He kinda turned me on even more.

The second his tongue hit the sweet spot my hips involuntarily shot up and my back arched. Was that supposed to happen?

"Your giggle is so fucking cute." He looks up and then goes down again.

Lick. Tongue swirl, tongue swirl. Lick. Repeat.

The knot is now a watermelon and I feel the tingle start from my area and rise up my body and down to my toes. My toes curled, how fucking dumb. My legs shake. Am I having a seizure? No seizures don't feel like this. I'm sure of it.

"That's it Mille, come for me baby." Ohhhh ok. That's what I was doing.

I closed my eyes. His kisses back up my body. And smacks me right on the lips with his. I didn't even care I was tasting myself. I was on cloud 22. Was that a thing? That had to be a thing.

"Hey."

I open my eyes to see his face looking down at me. He looked serious.

"What"

"Is Brody right. Are you a virgin?"

Not wanting to answer, I cost his shirt and I kiss him hungrily.

"Ok, I don't think I care anymore if you are or not." I feel like he should just get a damn smirk tattooed on his damn handsome face.