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EPILOGUE

Three months ago, the only contact I thought I would have had with Jax Fuller was our study sessions. If you had told me then that I'd be anxiously waiting by the computer next to him, my hand swallowed by his, constantly refreshing a page for his grades, I wouldn't believe you. It would seem uncharacteristic of both of us to say the least.

The past few months have been hectic. Jax was busy with football season, and with that, I had to do a lot of band practice. We spent every spare moment we could studying, and every moment between them exploring each other's bodies. On top of everything, there were the arrests of Adrian and his friends in the center.

Now, though, they're all awaiting trials for their crimes and no longer breathing down Jax's back and trying to break us up. Jax and I are stronger than ever, our football team has demolished everybody this semester, and I'm confident Jax aced all of his exams. Life couldn't be better.

“It's in!” I shout, shaking with excitement. Jax and I have been studying relentlessly over the past few weeks. Because he was so new, professors ended up being a little lenient with him and letting him skip the midterm exams. However, they couldn't do that with the finals. I busted my butt to make sure he would pass his courses.

“Oh my God,” Jax says, looking at the row of A's and B's on the website. Both of us jump up and down together excitedly, knowing this means he is solidified here at school, proving that he's willing to work hard to carve a place for himself. “I couldn't have done this without you. Thank you so much for your help, babe.”

“Trust me, it was my pleasure,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck excitedly and planting a kiss on his lips.

He pushes the computer aside and sets me down on my desk, opening his mouth swiftly and letting his tongue slide against mine. “Since I passed, does that mean I get the present you promised me?”

Even though Jax and I have spent a lot of time together romantically and sexually, the innuendo still makes me blush. It's something I fear I will never get used to.

“What are you talking about?” I ask, playing coy as I walk away from him. He grabs my wrist to pull me back, and I yank it away. “Get away from me!”

A flicker of excitement lights in his eyes, and I know this is exactly what he wants. It's something I was hesitant to try at first, not entirely sure I was comfortable pretending I didn't want to sleep with him. But the idea grew on me, and I figured now is as good a time as any to give it a real try.

“Where do you think you're going?” Jax asks, pulling me close to him while I struggle against him. He plants a kiss on my lips while I try to push him away. He holds me closer, constricting his arms tight around me to hold me in place. Something about it is oddly comforting, like having a weighted blanket surrounding me.

“Let me go, or I'll scream,” I say, fighting against him as I finally free myself and run to the door.

“Oh, I want to make you scream,” Jax says, grabbing me and lifting me before tossing me back on the bed.

My breath escapes my throat, and I try to catch it as he pounces on me, immediately letting his hands fall between my legs, caressing the outside of my panties. I'm already wet, and he can feel that, which only makes his smile grow more devious.

“Look at how wet you are for me,” Jax says, sitting up right as I immediately try to get out from under him. He rips my panties off and tosses them aside, licking his lips as he stares down at me.

“Please stop,” I say, trying to hold my legs together to keep him from seeing my pussy splayed out before him.

His finger slides inside me, and it takes everything I have not to immediately melt into the mattress and give up on his fantasy. It feels good, and the pleasure starts mounting between my legs. I moan from the sensations, and that causes him to raise an eyebrow, shaking his head slightly.

“Something tells me you don't really want me to stop,” Jax says, his voice a low whisper. “I think you want me to fuck that little pussy of yours.”

“Please,” I say, intentionally ambiguous. Of course, I want his cock more than anything right now. But his fantasy demands otherwise.

He holds my thigh with one hand, keeping me firm in place as he frees his cock with his other hand. It's already rock hard with precum dripping from the tip. I stare at it, feeling a very familiar stir in my chest.

“I think I want your pretty mouth to taste it first,” Jax says, climbing up my body and holding me in place with his weight as he brings his cock to my mouth and holds my mouth open for me. I try to fight against him and keep my mouth closed, but eventually, I give in. She stuffs his cock in my mouth, moaning as my tongue slides along his shaft. “Just like that.”

He grinds his hips back and forth, slowly moving his cock in and out of my mouth. I don't do anything to stop him except push against his chest to try to give some space. The more I resist, the more frenzied his movements grow.

When he finally moves away, I immediately try to claw my way off the bed, which he allows for a moment. Then hands are on my waist, pulling me closer to him. His cock grinds against my ass, which is arousing enough for me that I almost forget the game we're playing.

“You don't know how long I've wanted this,” Jax whispers in my ear, leaning over my body to press my face down into the mattress. I gasp, when he grabs my ass cheeks and spreads them apart slightly. He lets go of one, slapping his hand across it and leaving a sting that makes me scream.

Not even a moment later, he shoves his cock in my pussy, massaging my ass and holding me as close to him as possible. My eyes practically roll back in my head, feeling all of him so suddenly. I'm already trembling and on the cusp of coming as he starts moving faster and faster.

The bed rocks back and forth, slamming against the wall with force. I know the people beside me must have a lot of thoughts about this, but I do not care right now. All I'm focused on is Jax behind me, fucking me senseless.

I bury my face in the mattress as I cry out, gripping the sheets in my hand. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me as close as possible as he pumps himself long and hard in me. His cock stiffens, ready to explode inside me. As he gets closer, he moves my hips for me, pushing them up before slamming me back down on him, making each move harder and harder.

By the time I'm coming, I'm looking over my shoulder at Jax completely lost in his movements and crying out, unable to control my screams.

“I bet you like that,” Jax says through a strained groan as his cock twitches inside my throbbing pussy. “You like my cum deep in your pussy, don’t you?”

I don't say anything. The only thing I could say is that I would agree with that, which goes against his fantasy. All I do is whimper against the mattress as an orgasm rattles every nerve in my body. Warmth explodes inside me as his cum fills me with each thrust as he finishes.

When both of us are done, I lie flat on my stomach, my arms and legs far too weak to move. Jax falls on the bed beside me, draping an arm over me while he catches his breath. The dark look in his eyes as he took me is gone, replaced by a softer, loving look I will never tire of seeing.

“That was better than I thought it would be,” I say, laughing slightly as I shake my arms to regain feeling in them.

“Can that be the reward after every class instead?” Jax asks through a playful laugh. I raise my eyebrows, pretending to contemplate it for a moment.

“Sounds good to me,” I say as I roll over and sink into his warmth. “I love you so much.”

Jax kisses my ear gently and whispers, “I love you more.”

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