Elena Unleashed

The Aftermath

I hear Jaxon moving around the room. I don’t have the energy to even open my eyes. Hmmm… he must be grabbing his stuff to leave. I hope it’s not awkward on Monday at work after all this. I’m too tired and to be honest still a little drunk to think of that now.

All of a sudden, I feel the other side of my bed sink in, and I feel strong arms grabbing me and pulling me into his warm rock-hard body. He spoons me and I fall asleep almost instantly. Preparing myself for him not to be here when I wake up but enjoying every minute with him now.

I fall into a deep sleep dreaming of Jaxon and our s*x-capades.

I start waking up to the sun streaming in and hitting my face as I stretch. I feel strong arms around my waist, and I immediately freeze. Then my memories from last night come flooding back. Last night was not a dream, it really happen.

Shit… I really drank a lot last night. It turned me into a hussy. I giggle to myself.

Umm... I’m naked… I thought I fell asleep in a towel? Where did that Damn thing go? I think to myself.

Jaxon’s grip tightens and his face nuzzles into my neck and breathes me in. I am freaking out a bit and I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because I haven’t woken up next to another male besides Luke, and that has been years.

Then I hear Jaxon “Good Morning Beautiful”

I giggle as he kisses my neck, and the scruff on his face is tickling me. All I know is that I need to go Pee, and his strong grip is making me squirm.

“I have to pee! Please stop tickling me, please”. I laugh out loud while I squirm around trying to break free of his death grip. I am now full on laughing, tears and all. I think I might pee myself..

Jaxon finally lets me go and I jump up off the bed, naked as the day I was born. I can’t believe I just streaked to the rest room not caring that my towel is still laying on the bed somewhere.

I have never been so happy to relieve myself. I was also grateful that I had left my oversized t-shirt on the bathroom counter from when I took my shower this morning. I put on my T-shirt that ended above my knees, brushed my teeth and brushed my hair.

When I walked back into my room, Jaxon was gone. I was a little disappointed, but I understood that he had to leave sooner or later. I was honestly surprised he stayed as long as he did.

As I was about to start picking up my room, since we had made a mess during our s*x-capades. When all of a sudden, I caught the sweet smell of coffee. I followed the amazing smell to the kitchen, and to my surprise it was Jaxon making coffee and cooking breakfast in his Black slacks and nothing else…

He looked delicious, Hmmm… I would like to have him for breakfast. What am I thinking!! I need to stop with these naughty thoughts. I really don’t think my coochie can take much more.

Here I thought it was Eva or Sofie, since they have a habit of coming over in the morning to make coffee and eat my food while they wait for me to wake up. This is a much nicer view though.

I was standing by the kitchen counter watching him in awe, while he mixed what looked like pancake batter, and was cooking bacon and eggs. How the hell can this man make cooking look so sexy? Jaxon Hart is an anomaly!

I can’t take my eyes off him, the way his back muscles are flexing, contracting, and stretching with every move he makes. It’s a total turn on.

He finally saw me standing there checking him out when he smiled and walked up to me. I didn’t realize I was biting my lower lip until he tugged my bottom lip out of my mouth with his thumb.

“Only I can bite that lip baby girl.” He whispered in my ear. Which produced goosebumps all over my body. Then he gave me the softest sweetest kiss on my lips I almost melted.

“I hope you’re hungry” he said with a huge smile.

“I’m famished” I said coyly.

He chuckled “well we did work up an appetite.”

“That we did,” I giggled out.

“That was the most s*x I have had in my entire life. I think that you are part machine” I exclaimed.

Jaxon looked at me like he was confused. How do I tell him I only act like a Hooker around him. No… No… I can’t say that. Or maybe he had that confused look, because he doesn’t know how to say he wants to leave?

“I hope you don’t feel obligated to stay here Jaxon,” I informed him as I grab the coffee mugs to pour us a cup of coffee.

I see Jaxon tense up; I can tell I took him by surprise. I just didn’t want him to think he needs to stay here if he doesn’t want to.

He finally turns and looks at me, with maybe hurt or confusion in his eyes I can’t tell. “ I want to be here Elena, I don’t do anything I don’t want to do,” he says frigidly.

“Unless you have other plans and need me to leave?” he asks without making eye contact.

Shit, did I just hurt his feelings?

I come up behind him, put my cup of Joe down on the kitchen counter and hug him from behind. I feel him immediately relax. I feel bad, he probably thinks I was pushing him away, and I most likely was. It’s my defense mechanism or so my therapist says.

“No, I have no plans today.” I tell him as I place soft kisses down his back.