Darken My Soul (18+)

At The Parking Lot

JAX'S POV

When I entered an empty parking lot I saw my girl. My kitten. She leaned forward to her motorbike. Her gaze is fixed on it while she quickly moving her fingers and unsuccessfully trying to set something on. And I mentally beg her stay like this a little bit longer, so I would have a time to appreciate the view in front of me.

My gaze slipped down and my heart sinks. There is sure as hell a lot to appreciate.

Her perfect body is barely cowered with clothes. It seems like she was in a rush and she put on the first skirt she could find. It's so short that if I lower my head I'll see her panties underneath. 

And that's what I do. Fuck. What a damn hot view. Just this only sigh can turn me on instantly.

Her body changed a lot, as well as her appearance. Her body is toned now, I assume she works out a lot. She got legs for days and her ass now is bigger.

She shook her head and put her small fingertip in between her full lips while she's still leaned on her bike. For a moment my mind is clouded with images from our old days. And exactly what else was her mouth good at.

Fuck. I quickly tried to get rid of this memories and calmly stepped closer to her. I wanted to approach her, but at the same time I hoped that she hasn't noticed me yet, because my Ellen would run away as fast as she could. 

"What is it, Jax?"  she snapped. 

I figured that she probably heard my heart pounding in a rash against my rib cage.

"I can literally can hear your drool slipping on the floor,"  she said. 

Or it was a sound of my falling drool.

"Stop staring at my ass, I know you do, Jax!" she continues as she's still leaned on her bike. 

"Can you blame a guy, huh?" I said and I meant it. That short skirt of her was driving me crazy since I saw her running away from apartment. And the image of her naked body in my head didn't help it.

I couldn't think straight when she was so close and I've lost control over myself. I wrapped one of my hand around her tiny waist. I had to feel her. She was like a magnet and I couldn't do anything about myself. I knew that a possibility to get my face slapped any second and to never see her again was pretty high. But I missed her too much and being so close to her and not touch was a torture.

She turned around and pushed my hand away. Daniel's semi transparent white shirt is hanging on top of her red lace underwear. Three top buttons are no where to be found and her beautiful breasts can easily be seen.

Fuck.

"Get your hands off me, asshole!" she snapped. 

Her gaze is fixed on me. But her eyes are not as cold as I assumed they should be. She's more amused and intrigued.

Fuck. The thought of her and Daniel couldn't stop running through my head and making me lose my temper. I mean I almost killed fucker for the slightest possibility that they could sleep together. And I know that I acted like a total  jerk and I had no right to control her sex life. But it hurts.