"I'm sorry Mr. Monroe but this is one thing I refuse to do." Jesse informed Devon as she stubbornly crossed her arms under her chest.
"I'm buying it and you're going to wear it."
Jesse raised a brow at his commanding tone.
They were standing in a small boutique in a small town next to the ocean and arguing about a bikini. The one piece of clothing that she despised with a burning passion.
The last few times she had worn one Luke had thrown scathing comment after scathing comment her way. It was when she had been reduced to crying in the small cubical of the beach bathrooms that she had promised herself that she would never again wear one and give someone the opportunity to belittle her like that.
"I don't think so." She said, watching as Devlis's nostrils flared and his one eyebrow started to twitch.
A sick little part of her was actually enjoying this.
She has never really had the opportunity to argue to Devon about something, with him being her boss and all, so to finally not be scared to tell him no felt really good. Not just that, she liked seeing him loose a bit of that cool, calmness that he was so renowned for at work.
Though she wasn't as afraid of him this time as she had been earlier the day.
She shivered slightly at the memory of it.
"How about this instead?" Jax asked coming up from behind his brother, holding up a of denim short-shorts. "You can wear your tank top and still be dressed for the beach and a bit more covered."
Looking from one brother to the other Jesse gave a sigh of resignation and held out one hand for the shorts. The lesser of the two evils.
"Great! I'll go pay for it so long." He said and walked off before Jesse could protest.
All the females in the shop turned to stare at him. Not just him but his brother as well and Jesse could feel the jealousy rising up in the pit of her stomach.
Without another word she turned around and headed into the dressing area, choosing the room on the very end to change. As soon as she closed the curtain, she let her shoulders drop in defeat.
Damn those women . . . Why did they have to stare like that? Why did they have to and make their interest so blatantly clear?
What if Jax and Devon saw how interested they were and decided to dump Jesse here ad go off with one of them? She knew she wasn't woman enough for them so she wouldn't blame them for taking off with someone who could give them what they wanted but she wouldn't be able to handle it.
Her eyes started to burn as tears threatened.
She knew she wouldn't.
She had to get out of here. She had to escape before they decided to leave her here.
She'll 'phone Sasha or Lou. They'll come and get her, she knew they would because that's what friends do.
With a determined nod, she blinked away the tears and turned to leave.
Now to get out of here without Devon or Jax catching me. She thought to herself with a small grimace.They would definitely not be happy if they knew she was trying to escape.
"And where do you think you're going?" One of the brothers asked before she had even fully stepped out the room. Jesse flinched slightly before straightening her spine and turning towards her boss, who definitely did not look happy.
Jesse gulped and shifted nervously from one foot to another.
"I-I uhm." Great now she coldn't even speak properly, Jesse thought with a mental groan.
"You were going to leave weren't you?" He asked angrily, slowly stalking towards her.
Jesse thought of lying but quickly discarded the idea, that would definitely only make things worse. So she straightened even further and looked him straight in the eye. Hiding her nervousness and fear behind the mask she usually wore.
"Yes, I was Mr. Monroe. I'm sorry but just can't to this." She told him stiffly.
"Do what? Come out with me and my brother and enjoy yourself? Get out of those stuffy clothes you choose to hide behind? Or maybe it's all the feelings you hid away from that's suddenly come to bite you on your sweet ass?" He asked the last right in her face, his breath brushing against her face.
Jesse flinched and made to step back, not liking the fact that he had stated everything like that. Judging without knowing why she hid. Why she preferred to stay in the dark corners of life rather that in the brightness where life always seemed to beckon her.
He grabbed her arm before she got too far and pulled her towards him, ignoring how she struggled against him.
"Don't fight me Jesse. I will never hurt you and I will never allow anyone to hurt you either. I'll protect you, even from yourself." He said softly making Jesse jerk as if he had slapped her. "Look at me." He commanded and gently cupped her chin so he could turn her face up towards his.
"What do you want from me?" She asked desperately, the tears from earlier threatening to spill over once again.
"I want you. Just you." He told her before pulling her up his body to kiss her.
This time it was a sweet kiss. A kiss so tender that Jesse had no way to fight against it. It melted her, from the inside out.
With a moan, she opened her mouth and hesitantly started kissing him back. A shiver traveling down her spine when he growled low in his throat. She felt the vibration from where her chest was pressed up against his to her crotch. Heat pooled between her thighs and her hips involuntarily jerked roughly against this.
With another growl, Devon wrapped her legs firly around his waist and carried her into the cubical she had just stepped out of. She gasped as pleasure spiked through her as he slammed her into the wall, pushing himself into the cradle of her thighs.
"Yes, oh please, yesyesyes . . . " She chanted over again, wanting desperately what her body was craving and has been craving for a very, VERY long time.
"Fuck, I want to be inside you so bad. I want to feel your heat wrapped around my dick as I take you fast and hard because I won't be able to be gentle. I won't be able to hold back and give you what you deserve. I want to eat you up, swallow every ounce of cream that spills from your lips and ride you until neither of us can walk."
Jesse moaned aloud at the images his words, which he whispered against her throat as he kissed his way down to her breasts, created. Her body thrashed even more wildly against his, wanting what he described.
Frantically she ripped off her shirt, her head falling back in pure ecstasy when he wasted no time in pulling her bra to the side and covering her nipple with his mouth. Every tug she felt to the pit of her stomach and every lick had her grinding up against him more.
She was so intent on what he was doing to her breasts that she never registered that he had ripped her panties off of her before he thrust two fingers roughly into her tight passage. She cried out loud at the sudden and wonderfulness of it.
She nearly came right then and there but she fought against it.
She wanted more and, dammit!, she was going to get what she wanted!
Her hips moved against his hand, drenching it with her juices. Her stomach tightened as the pleasure just kept on building and building. He was rough, just like he had said he would be but it was what she wanted. She needed this right now but before she could explode he pulled away from her. Jesse cried out and grabbed his hand pulling it back to her aching core, wanting him to continue what he had started.
"Ssh, I want to taste you." Was all he said as he sat her on the bench and knelt in front of her. Before she could pull away or stop him, Devon threw her legs over his shoulders and nuzzled her lips. Jesse froze, uncertain of what to do or say.
"God, you smell so good. Like heaven." Devon growled against her and Jesse shivered when his breathe tickled her sensitive skin.
Unable to hold back any longer, Devon used two fingers to open her to his burning gaze and covered her with his mouth. He clenched his fist to his side and moaned. The sounds she was making was driving him insane! And her taste . . . Fuck! He couldn't get enough. He sucked harder, loving how she clutched at his head, holding him to her, and he used his tongue to make sure he got every drop.
"Devon , please, please, I'm close. God, I'm so close!" She whispered hoarsely between desperate sounds of pleasure.
Devon looked up the arch of her body to see her one hand cupping her breast, pulling at her nipple to amplify her pleasure while the other dug into her skin, leaving small lines of scratches.
Fuck this! Devon thought and used his free hand to unbutton his pants and pull his erection out. At the rhythm Jesse moved her hip against his face, Devon jerked his hand roughly up and down. Feeling his own orgasm quickly exploding.
And that was how Jax found them.
Fuck . . . He thought as he watched his brother pleasuring the woman he knew he was close to falling in love with. And as unbelievable as it may seem, he got even harder as he watched her accept what Dev was doing to her.
He had felt it as soon as his brother had snapped and gone for her. Years of sexual tension and lust had poured over their bond and Jax had felt his knees go weak with it. It had taken all he had not to leave their purchases at the cashing counter and join them.
Instead he had forced himself to smile and nod at the girl standing on the other side of the counter, blatantly flirting with him. He hadn't been interested though. His thoughts were all on the feisty woman his brother had corner in the change room cubical. His hands had twitched uncontrollably as he felt what his brother had felt when he had shoved two fingers into her. Her warmth, the way her velvet heat seemed to try and draw his fingers back in when he pulled them out. His body started shaking when he thought how that would feel when he was inside her.
He had smiled politely at the girl, turned on his heel and walked to where Jesse and his brother was hidden. Jax was glad for the loud music playing throughout the store.
He didn't want to get thrown out before he could have a taste of what Dev was having.