Chapter 51

Jaxon’s POV

After too many rounds to count, Melanie and I lay naked, covered in sweat, panting beside each other. The silence in the room is thick enough to cut with a knife. We both stare at the ceiling, our bodies spent but our minds racing.

Sex with Mel was amazing, easily the best I've ever had. It was everything I dreamed it would be and more. One touch, and I’m fucking addicted. I can’t get her out of my head—the way her skin felt against mine, the way she responded to my every touch, every kiss. It’s like we allowed our animalistic urges to take over. I even got her to beg for my dick. It doesn't get any better than that.

The silence finally starts to kill me. I wonder what she's thinking about. Does she have any regrets? I prop myself up on my elbow and look at her. "So, was that the best sex you've ever had, or what?" I ask, half-teasing, half-serious.

She laughs, rolling her beautiful eyes. "It was okay. I've had better."

Such a fucking liar.

I grin. "Hmm, pity. I guess I nee