Chapter 101 Untitled Chapter

Chapter 101 Untitled Chapter
GIANNA

I moan as I arched into him, my hands in his hair. His hands sneaked under my nightdress, stroking my thighs; I let them fall open, moaning and trembling in his arms.

“The only one who will ever have my cock inside her pussy for the rest of our life,” I gasped when his fingers found my entrance and plunged deep. I gasped as he curled them deep inside my walls fluttering around them.

“Baby let me have you, I miss you so damn much.” He lifts his head to look me in the eyes, while his fingers stroke me inside, making me wet. My eyes were heavy-lidded.

“Yes, Jax,” I moaned, his mouth smothered mine with a groan.

When we moved, it was like two freight trains crashing into each other. Mouths met with a desperate moan as we kissed each other with hunger, hands yanking at each other's clothes in a frenzy.

Our moves were uncoordinated. Cool hair swept over me; I was suddenly naked with Jax's mouth wrapped around my nipples as I tried to unzip his pants.

“Help me,” I choked out when I couldn't get his belt undone. He grazed the tip of my nipple with his teeth before letting go and helping me with his belt and then pants as we both yanked it completely off.

I pushed him down on the hard floor and straddled him; taking his thick hard cock in hand, I kissed him desperately, and without looking, I led him to my wet center and sank into him in one go. I gasped, tears sprang to my eyes from the familiar burn of his cock stretching my walls and the pleasure.

I was stuffed full with his fat cock and so wet. The pleasure as he thrust into me was blinding. Jax groaned as I rolled my hips, lifted, and slammed down, bouncing on his cock; then I did again and again. He bucks his hips in time with my downward grind setting a fast rhythm pace as I ride him hard.

“Fuck, that's it. Ride my cock Pet, ride me hard. Just like that, fuck, so fucking tight and wet. I miss you so much, miss this tight pussy.”

Jax's dirty words were driving me crazy. His hands never stop touching me, palming, squeezing one breast, then doing the same to the other. His other hand palms and squeezes my ass. I moan, gasp, and cry out whenever I sink into his slick hard cock and feel him deep inside me, reaching places long neglected.

“Oh my God, Jax? I'm coming.”

“Come for me, Gianna, milk my cock with that tight pussy.” My eyes rolled back in my head as I came, back arching, pussy clenching and pulsating, gushing more wetness on Jax's cock.

He was right behind me. With just a couple bucks of his hips, he grunted and came inside me. Still trembling from aftershocks I slump on his body.



It took a couple of minutes for us to move after we'd come down from our high. We were still on the dark wood floor of my living room, still naked; Jax was leaning against the couch holding me in his arms with my blanket over our body.

I could still feel our combined fluids between my thighs and on the floor beneath my ass.

Jax was running his hands over my arms and thighs wherever his hands could reach. Stroking with long fingers that had played my body like his guitar strings a moment ago.

“I know you have been curious about our past. I also know you deserve to know the truth.” I turned slightly to watch him talk.

“Everything Detective Nielsen had told you was true, at least to an extent.” he kisses my neck, making me shiver.

“You have to understand, Gianna, that this isn't just my story. I should probably allow Dane to tell you. Or we should tell you together, but I guess I also have a right to tell this story alone.

As you've probably found out. We are orphans and spent pretty much our entire life in the system. We weren't adopted because we refused to leave each other behind and because we were lucky.

Despite the hardships, or rather because of them, we swore to make our lives better, to not end up like the others.

We finished high school with remarkable results and got scholarships to college. We were in our second year here in NYU when we met Nicole; I was an engineering major while Dane was studying medicine…”

“Medicine? For real?” I choked unbelievably. Jax chuckled.

“He was pretty smart back then, and he wanted to make a difference, while making a good life for himself.”

Wow! I can't believe Dane wanted to be a doctor.

“You're also so smart. You would have made a great engineer,” I compliment reaching up to kiss him lightly.

“Thank you,” he said after we parted, his gray eyes were intense.

“Nicole was this cute girl with the most contagious laugh I've ever heard, and she's so down to earth, unlike so many girls that came from money,” I arched a brow, and he grinned.

“Getting jealous?”

“Just a little bit,” I admit.

“Don't be; she's in the past. I thought I loved her, but now that I think about it, I think it's just a crush. So it's not even comparable to your place in my life.”

“I'm only kidding Jax. From what you said Nicole was a good person and probably a close friend to you, am I right?” he nods.

“It's okay even if you love her, you didn't know me back then. You lost her, for that, I'm sorry, and I'm not jealous, not because I'm not the jealous type but because I don't think I have any cause to be, or do I?”

“No. Not at all.” I nodded.

“That's what I thought, please carry on.”

“Nicole was closer to Dane because they were studying the same thing and were study mates. Dane loved her, but he couldn't tell her because Nicole already had a fiance, James Norton. Who became our friend because of Nicole but we didn't like him.

James was an asshole and had a tendency to hit Nicole when he was angry; he was abusive to her. But because her family liked him, she couldn't even break up with him; we could all see the signs of his abuse. He'd leave bruises on Nicole, and it's not the kind a person leaves on a woman's body out of passion, James is also very manipulative.”

“Did Nicole love him?”

“She probably did, but he'd killed that love with the way he mistreated her. To cut a long story short. Nicole got tired of his behavior and broke up with him. Then, one day, she and Dane went to a frat party, as it normally happens in a crowded party. They lost each other, and when Dane goes looking for Nicole, he finds James with her, forcing himself on her.

He'd beaten her so hard her face was almost unrecognizable. The bastard was dead ass drunk and didn't even realize that Nicole wasn't moving at all. He'd killed her.

Dane had walked right into that, seeing the woman he loved beaten to a pulp and unconscious. He lost it and attacked James, beating him while the bastard laughed and kept saying that she wanted it, that she was a whore and was begging for it.

That made Dane so angry he slammed him against the wall. James’ head cracked against that wall, and that was how I walked in and saw them. James is dead on one end, with Dane on the other, holding a dead Nicole.

Someone walked in, saw us both, and called the cops. James’ father was a big-shot lawyer. We were no one, just two orphans who had nothing to their names.

We were both convicted because I refused to let them take Dane away from me. Our assigned lawyer wasn't interested in knowing the truth or defending us so we both went to jail.”

My face was soaked from the tears still falling from my eyes. My heart felt so heavy; I was sad for Nicole, for Jax, and especially for Dane. And I admire the love both brothers have for each other.

Jax's hands ran up and down my hands comfortingly as though I was the one hurting. His gray eyes are dark like clouds with emotions.

“After we got out of jail, I dated a few women. None of them understood me. All they saw was a fantasy; they didn't truly see me. Dane never dated. It was straight-out fucking; he never fell in love again until you. I know he can act like a jerk, but that's what he does; it is a way to push the people he loves away from him because he believes he's bad luck.”

“That's nonsense,” I interjected.

“Well tell that to him. He's weird like that,” Jax said, chuckling; I smiled.

Dane has always felt guilty because he thinks he destroyed my life. He thinks I could have gotten a much brighter future than my current life.

But he was wrong; while my life wasn't what I expected it to be, I couldn't change a single thing from it. I don't regret what we never have and the path we took brought you to us.” He kissed me for a while before we parted.

“It's so unfair that our justice system is still so corrupt but I'm glad that you've put all these behind you. I'm especially grateful that you have each other,” I said, kissing him on his cheek, nose, then his eyes. Then I hugged him, running my hands down his back. Jax hugged me back so tight, exhaling.

“I wish I could see him now. So I could tell him I'm sorry he lost his first love, so I could kiss him and tell him that he wasn't a murderer. That what happened to him was a mistake that could have happened to anyone. And that I'm sorry the justice system failed him, failed you both.”

“You mean those words?”

“Yeah, I think our government…”

“No, I'm not talking about that. You said you wanna see Dane, you mean that.”

“Of course,” I replied; I do want to see him kiss, hug me, and comfort him as no one has ever done for him.

“He's right outside the door.”

“What?” I yelled, pulling back from him; his eyes flew down to my naked breasts. I yank the blanket and cover myself, leaving him completely naked. But the man was a temptation I didn't need right now. I threw the blankets over him so I wouldn't see his delicious body. He chuckles.

“What do you mean he's right outside the door,” I said a little too loudly.

“Just what it says. We came together; he thinks if we both come inside, you might get angry or be overwhelmed or some shit. I was supposed to come and calm you down before he comes up; I'll say I did more than that, didn't I?” he wiggled his brows, chuckling. I couldn't help it. I smack him on the chest, laughing with him.

“What are you doing?” he asked when I picked my night dress from the floor and slid it over my head.

“Bringing Dane inside.” Jax stood up and wrapped the blanket around his waist, then he stretched on the couch.

My heart pounded as I stride to the door; I swallowed hard before putting in the password and opening the door. Dark green eyes so intensely clash with mine.

He was leaning against the door with one hand on the wall and the other in his pocket.

“Hello Red,” he drawled, that sexy burr that had caught my attention the first time I met him rolling through me. I licked my lips which instantly had his eyes darkening.

“You've been here all this while?” He shrugged.

“Of course, I should have known Jax wouldn't keep his dick out of the conversation,” he said pointedly, staring at my swollen lips and mussed hair. I blush so hard and bite my lip.

“Do you want to come inside?”

“If I come in, I'm not just coming inside your home,” he murmured. My face reddened, my mouth parting as speech abandons me. Did he just say what I think he said? He chuckled darkly seeing my reaction.

“That came out wrong.” His dark eyes were glinting.

“Did it, so you didn't mean to fluster me,” I said arching my brow.

“No, but I like that it brought color to your cheeks, I really mean something different this time,” he said with a serious look on his face. I don't know what devil possessed me but I find myself saying.

“So you don't want to come inside me.”

“Oh, Red,” he groans. Leaning into me, he still kept his hands to himself. “Don't say things like that when I'm trying so fucking hard to keep my hands from grabbing you. You know I want to come hard inside you all the fucking time.” I gulped and straightened my back.

“All right, I will ask again. Dane, do you want to come inside my apartment with me?” I asked, stretching my hand to take his. His brows creased, eyes gleaming so intensely.

“If I cross this threshold, it means it's forever open to me; you can't take it back; do you still want me in?” We both know what he meant. My heart pounded with love, hope, and relief.

“I do, so you coming?” I tilt my head towards the living room. His lips curl in a beautiful grin.

“I'll go anywhere with you.” Then he took my hand.