Lila's POV
The next few nights felt heavier than usual. My body was still buzzing from everything that had happened, and I couldn't stop thinking about Jax's fingers inside me in the gym, Theo's teasing touches in the lounge, or Miles's hungry kiss in the car. Every small memory made heat pool between my legs.
One quiet night, I was alone in the small kitchen area wiping down the counters. The dorm was mostly silent, with only a few distant voices from the hallways. I was focused on cleaning when I suddenly felt someone behind me.
Jax stepped up close, his tall, strong body pressing gently against my back. His hands settled on my wide hips, warm and firm.
"Need some help?" he asked, his deep voice low and close to my ear.
Before I could answer, one of his hands slid around to my front, slipping under the short hem of my uniform. His fingers brushed over my panties and found me already wet.
"Fuck, Lila," he murmured, his breath hot on my neck. "You're soaked again. This pretty pussy gets wet so easily for me."
I gripped the edge of the counter, my breath catching. "Jax… someone might come in…"
"Then you'll have to be a good girl and stay quiet," he whispered. He pushed my panties to the side and slid two thick fingers slowly between my slick folds. "So warm and slippery. Look how easily my fingers slide in."
A soft moan escaped my lips as he pushed both fingers inside me. He started pumping them slowly, curling them to hit that sensitive spot that made my knees weak.
"Oh… Jax…" I whimpered, trying to keep my voice down.
"That's it, baby," he said softly, his thumb finding my swollen clit and rubbing slow circles. "Let me hear those pretty little moans. Your tight cunt is squeezing my fingers so nicely. So wet and greedy."
The pleasure built fast. I rocked my hips back against his hand without thinking, chasing more of the feeling. My moans grew a little louder, soft and needy.
"Shh," he teased gently, but his fingers moved faster. "You're dripping down my hand, Lila. Such a naughty girl getting fingered while you're supposed to be cleaning. Does it feel good?"
"Yes…" I moaned, my voice trembling. "It feels so good… Jax… please…"
He kissed the side of my neck, his fingers thrusting deeper. "I love how your soft body reacts to me. These thick thighs shaking, this round belly pressing against the counter… you're so fucking sexy."
The dirty words pushed me closer to the edge. My moans became more desperate, even though I tried to muffle them.
"I'm close… Jax… I'm so close…"
"Cum for me, baby," he growled quietly in my ear. "Cum all over my fingers like a good girl. Let me feel this pretty pussy squeeze me."
The orgasm hit me hard. I cried out softly, my body shaking as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My pussy clenched tightly around his fingers, pulsing again and again while I moaned his name under my breath.
Jax kept moving his fingers slowly through my orgasm, drawing it out until I was trembling and breathless against the counter. When it finally faded, he gently pulled his fingers out and turned me around to face him.
He looked down at me with dark, heated eyes, then brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean right in front of me.
"You taste so sweet every time," he said softly. "I could do this all night with you."
I was still breathing hard, my legs feeling weak. Jax didn't step away. Instead, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a gentle hug, letting me rest against his chest. His hands rubbed slow circles on my back, soothing me as I came down from the high.
"You okay?" he asked quietly after a moment.
I nodded against his chest. "Yeah… that was… intense."
He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through me. "You're so responsive, Lila. It drives me crazy how fast you get wet for me." He tilted my chin up so I could look at him. "But it's not just that. I like being close to you. Not just the heated moments."
We stayed like that for a while, his arms around my soft body, my head resting on his chest. It felt surprisingly comforting after the intensity. Jax didn't rush to leave. He stayed, holding me, letting me catch my breath.
After a few minutes, he pulled back slightly and smiled. "You still have more work tonight?"
I nodded. "A little bit left."
"I'll help you finish," he said simply. "Then maybe we can sit and talk for a bit? I want to know more about you, not just how good you feel when I touch you."
My heart fluttered. "Okay… I'd like that."
We spent the next half hour cleaning together. Jax carried the heavy supplies and reached the high shelves while I wiped things down. Every now and then he would brush against me or give me a small, warm smile that made my stomach flutter. When we were done, we sat together on the small couch in the corner of the kitchen area for a while, talking about simple things — my classes, his basketball practice, funny stories from the dorm.
It felt nice. Normal. Like he really wanted to spend time with me, not just use my body.
When it was time for me to head home, Jax walked me to the door and gave me one last gentle kiss on the forehead.
"See you tomorrow, my sexy girl," he whispered.
I walked out feeling warm, satisfied, and a little less scared about what was happening between us.
But my body was still tingling, and I knew the heated moments with all three of them were only getting started.