That seems to light a fire in him because he growls right before he bites my collarbone. Hard enough that I yelp in surprise, but gentle enough that it still feels incredible. I wither underneath him, trying to satisfy a need only Jax can fill.
“Jax.”
“Patience,” he says with that sexy bedroom voice of his that I love.
“Please,” I plead as I unbutton his shirt.
Jax looks down at me with dark, hungry eyes before taking off his jacket and dress shirt. My eyes greedily soak up his naked chest while my hands roam his chiseled abs.
“This dress will look better on the floor.” Jax whispers into my ear before nibbling on my ear lobe, making me moan in response.
The next second he’s gone. Before I can protest, he drags me to him. He holds his hand out to me. I take it and he helps me stand. Before placing my hands on his shoulders, he trails kisses from my palm all the way up to my collarbone. He repeats this process with my other arm, making my skin break out in goosebumps.
This man is going to be the death of me.
He turns me around so that my back is to him. Then Jax starts rubbing my shoulder blades while kissing the back of my neck. I’ve never been this turned on in my life. Every part of my skin that he has touched is on fire.
Ever so slowly, Jax unzips my dress, pressing his lips to the skin he exposes. He’s dragging this on, teasing me. I just want to be with him again. It’s been too long.
“Please,” I beg.
Jax ignores my pleas and finishes unzipping my dress while I squirm, trying to relieve the tension that has been building up. I’m surprised when my dress doesn’t fall to the ground immediately. OH MY GOD. He’s trying to kill me. I attempt to step away from him so that I can yank off my dress, but Jax’s grip on me is unbreakable.
“I finally have you again, Ads. I’m going to take my sweet time with you. I’m going to etch your entire body with my tongue.”
I’m about to say something in response, but every thought leaves my mind when I feel his tongue lick from the bottom of my spine to my neck. Holy-hotness.
“Let me learn your body again,” he says as he lets my dress sail to the floor.
Jax sucks in a breath as if he’s in pain. I’m glad that I decided on the barely-there panties. The brazilian briefs are a tease since they’re see-through.
Tugging me into him so my naked body presses against his, Jax trails his hands up my thighs, over my waist, and grazes my breast. I can’t take this foreplay any longer. When Jax kneads my shoulders, I shift my head slightly and bite on his hand before facing him.
“My turn,” I say in a sultry voice that surprises me.
I hungrily kiss Jax while my nails rake down his torso. I use one hand to squeeze his tight ass that I will have my teeth in by the end of the night and use my other hand to tease him. Using just the tips of my fingers, I trace a light path over the hard ridge in his pants, making him growl in the back of his throat.
Pay-back is a bitch.
Smiling wickedly at him, I place small open-mouthed kisses over his heart. When I reach his nipple, I gently bite it before moving to the next one. I take my sweet time with him, enjoying when his muscles contract underneath me. Slowly, making my way down his torso I use the same agonizing pattern Jax used with me; switching from licking, to biting, and wet kisses. Unbuttoning his pants, I drop to my knees in front of him, enjoying the shocked expression on his face.
“Ads,” Jax pleads with his bedroom voice.
“Patience,” I mock before I slide his zipper open with my teeth, a trick I practiced on him years ago.
Running my greedy hands over his abs, I grab ahold of his briefs and pants and pull them down. I had every intention of making him beg. I really did. I wanted him begging me to touch him. I wanted him to feel just a fraction of how I felt when he was undressing me.
My hands dig into his hips and drag him closer to my mouth. He brushes my hair out of my face and tilts my chin up. He’s watching me in awe with pitch black eyes. I blow out the breath I didn’t know I was holding, making Jax groan in response. I lick the crease in the middle of the head. Licking up the first drop, I open my mouth to take him but Jax roughly grabs me by the shoulders and throws me onto my bed.
“What—”
Jax’s aggressive kiss swallows my protest. Jax is done with me acting like I’m in control. I don’t know why, but a man in control in the bedroom is the sexiest thing in the world.
Jax slows down the kiss until his lips barely brush against mine. I arch up to him, trying to get closer. Jax and I stare at each other without speaking, but saying everything without words. Reaching up with one hand, I caress his face. He leans into my hand before sweeping the softest kiss on the inside of my palm.
“I want you, Jax.”
“You have me,” he says with a grin.
I open my mouth to tell him in detail exactly how I want to have him, but Jax catches my lips with his teeth. I moan into his mouth, wrap my legs around his waist and dig my nails into his shoulders when he grinds into me, making me wetter than I thought was possible. My panties are soaked.
“Oh God,” I moan again when I feel him rub against my core.
“You’re so wet,” he growls right before nipping my neck.
Needing release, I reach in between our sweat-covered bodies and trace the head of his dick with my thumb. I’m rewarded with Jax cursing before he sucks on my earlobe. I shut off my mind and let my body take over.
I lick Jax’s chest at the same time that I slide off my panties. Jax sits up on his knees and finishes removing them. Each time his fingers touch my skin, I moan. I need him. I need him like I need air to breathe. When my panties are finally off, Jax brings them to his nose and inhales deeply.
Holy-hotness that was hot. I bite my lip thinking about where else I want him to put his face. Jax licks his way up my body making me a withering, moaning mess. His lips are everywhere. Tenderly he cups my breasts before bending down and tracing my nipples with his tongue. I moan while arching into his mouth. I rake my nails down his back as he moves lower and lower. He dips his tongue in my belly button. Without pause, he moves even lower. It’s been too long since I’ve had him touch me like this.
“Watch me,” he says huskily.
I use my elbows to support me as I watch him spread my pussy with his fingers. My breathing becomes nonexistent as he bends his head down to my throbbing clit. He licks the length of my pussy before sucking hard on my clit. I scream in pleasure as my heart kicks into overdrive.
He rolls my clit in his mouth. I pull at the sheets, desperate for my release. His fingers trace the outside of my pussy, spreading the juices, before he penetrates me with two fingers.
“You’re so tight.” He blows on my clit and I moan my response.
He stretches me with his fingers, preparing me for his impressive size. The pleasure is building fast, I’m almost there. I yank at his hair, stopping him. His eyes meet mine and his lips glisten from my juices. I moan at the sight.
“I need you,” I whisper.
He inserts a third finger. I grind into his hand, loving the feeling of him. I hold back my release. I don’t want to cum without him.
“Please . . . Jax . . . Now . . . Please.”
He licks me one more time, long and thorough, before his tongue is tracing a pattern up my body. I grab his cock and rub him against my clit. His eyes close as he moans.
“Condom,” he says as he pulls away.
I nod. I watch his every move as he reaches for his discarded pants on the floor. I tell myself not to think about why he has one in his pocket. I’m glad he’s prepared. If he didn’t have one, I would think that he’s gone bareback with someone else. I don’t know why, but I think that would kill me more than knowing he was expecting to sleep with someone else tonight. All thoughts leave as he hovers over me, condom in place.
I close the distance by nibbling his lips with my teeth. He growls, and in the next second, the head of h
is cock is at my opening. I suck in a breath as he slowly fills me. I can feel every delightful inch of him. I squeeze his biceps, digging my nails into them. He holds still, like he did the first time, allowing me to readjust to his size. I nod, letting him know to move.
“I can’t hold back anymore,” he says through gritted teeth as he slides almost completely out of me.
I wrap my legs around his waist, deepening the position. “Then don’t.”
He slides slowly back in, letting me feel every delectable inch of him. He pulls out with the same ease. Staring into my eyes, he bends down and traces my lips with his tongue. I suck it into my mouth. He growls and slams into me.
“OH GOD . . . YES . . . JAX . . .” I scream as he starts to pound in and out of me.
He slides almost all the way out again and slams back in. He does this over and over again. I’m dripping wet. I can feel my juices running down my thighs and onto my blanket.
I lick his ear and suck on the earlobe. “Please,” I moan into his ear.
All teasing is gone. He finally fucks me like we both need him to. I run my hands down his chest, digging my nails into his back. He’s fucking me so hard my body moves up the bed. He grabs onto my hips to hold me in place. My vision blurs as pleasure takes over.
“Eyes on me.” He lifts one of my legs and hooks it over his shoulder.
They snap open, obeying his command. I wasn’t even aware they were closed. Everything seems to slow down but speed up at the same time. When I think I can’t take anymore, one of his hands shifts to my clit. His thumb moves in circles, giving me the most pleasure I’ve ever felt. My legs quiver.
Sweat drips off his forehead and onto my chest. I feel it trail down the center of my breast and towards my belly button. My skin is on fire. I’m so close . . . I need more. He’s close, too. He’s biting his lip in concentration.
He licks my throat. “Cum,” he commands in his sexy bedroom voice.
I shake my head. I need more.
He rubs my clit faster. I gasp at the new sensations. I stare into his eyes and see all the love he has for me. He’s looking at me as if I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
“I love you,” he says.
I shatter around him. Everything disappears except for the feeling of him inside of me. I’m barely aware of him following me into his own climax. I blink a few times, trying to clear the spots from my vision. His breathing ragged, he lays on top of me. We lay like this for a few minutes until he slowly slides out of me. I wince. Without a word, he walks naked into my in-suite bathroom. I hear the water running. Before I know it, he’s returned with a washcloth in hand.
I watch him as he cleans me up. Once he’s done, he tosses the washcloth onto the floor and climbs into bed. He pulls my naked body to him. I turn so that my head is on his chest.
“I’ve missed you,” I whisper.
“I’ve been right here, love, I could never leave you.”
“Jax—”
“I know I just . . . I just couldn’t watch you with him. I hate when he touches you. It makes me sick just to watch you two hold hands.” He says it barely loud enough for me to hear.
I watch his face the entire time. Seeing how truthful his words are hurts me. I hate that I hurt him and led on Kohen at the same time. I don’t believe I did anything wrong because I was done with Jax. I gave up on him when he walked away from me the last time. I was moving on, it just sucks that Kohen is going to get hurt because of me.
“It’s only ever been you,” I murmur into his chest.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Feeling something soft and warm on the back of my leg, I move it away quickly, kicking whatever was trying to wake me up.
“FUCK!” Jax shouts at the same time I realize that the something I kicked was a someone and it was a face.
“Crap! I’m sorry,” I say while trying not to laugh.
“You think this is funny?”
My laugher dies when I see him covering a part of his face, holding his bleeding nose. I jump out of bed and run toward the bathroom to get him toilet paper, but my sheet has other plans. I fall flat on my face before I even know that I’m falling.
“Ouch,” I say into the hardwood floor that I once thought was beautiful, but I now have the urge to cover up with carpet.
Before I can even lift my head, Jax is kneeling next to me, helping me up. Seeing a few drops of blood trickle to the floor, I look up to find Jax’s already squeezing his nostrils together. It then dawns on me that it isn’t his blood on my floor, it’s mine. Awesome. I can’t help it, I start laughing. The unladylike laughing too. Snorts and all. Which of course makes it harder for Jax to keep pressure on my nose, too.
“You really find this funny?”
“How can you not find this funny? We both have bloody noses. What are the chances?”
“I learned a long time ago to expect the unexpected when it comes to you. I do have to give it to you, though, I really didn’t think you would kick me in the face when I tried waking you up.”
I move my hand up to my face and he lets go of my nose. I lead us both to the bathroom for some much needed toilet paper.
“You should have known that you would have gotten hurt trying to wake me up. I’m not known for being the easiest to wake up.”
“That’s the understatement of the year.”
I glare at him as I inspect my nose in the mirror, happy to see that it has already stopped bleeding. I have a nice bruise already forming at the bridge of my nose. If only this was a horrible nightmare. The pain in my face reminds me this is reality. Which of course makes me laugh again. Jax gives me his best stern look, but by the way he’s biting the inside of his cheek, I can tell he’s trying not to laugh, too.
“Come . . . on . . . this . . . is . . . funny,” I eventually wheeze out when I’m able to somewhat control myself.
“I can’t believe that you keep hitting my face. That’s the only thing I have going for me. How do you expect me to get ladies now?” Jax says with a chuckle.
I narrow my eyes at him. I know he’s joking but I can’t help feel a little stab of jealousy when he mentions wanting to look good for the ladies. Mentally brushing it off, I turn my shower on.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Jax asks.
“Nothing, I just want to clean up.” I notice the blood on my hands and a few drops on my breast, my very naked breast.
It’s then that I realize that I’m wearing nothing. Holy shit, I can’t believe that I’m prancing around naked, and worse, that I fell flat on my face. The sexiest woman award definitely won’t be showing up at my doorstep anytime soon.
“Hey, don’t do that.”
“Huh?” I ask, confused.
Jax takes a step closer, I take a step back.
“Don’t pretend with me. I know you, Ads, you can’t fool me.”
Another step forward. Another step back. I can’t help thinking about Jax being a lion stalking his prey. I love that he’s stalking me.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I breathe heavily when Jax has me pushed up against the wall.
He smiles wickedly before raising my arms that I unconsciously crossed to cover myself. He looks at me with such longing that my legs feel like Jell-O. When Jax licks his lower lip, I bite mine to keep from moaning. How embarrassing, he hasn’t done anything to me and I’m already fighting the urge to moan. Everything he does is so fucking hot it’s hard not to get turned on and lose myself in him.
“Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Huh?” I repeat like a complete moron.
I have no idea what we are talking about as all I can focus on is that mouth. God, I want to feel his mouth on me again. I arch up to him, silently inviting him to have his way with me. Pinning my hands above my head, he bends and skims his tongue on my throat.
“Are you jealous?” he whispers into my ear.
“Huh?” I ask again.
I really need to find other words. I just can’t s
eem to find a reason to care as Jax’s tongue traces my collarbone to my shoulder.
“You got upset about my joke. I’m sorry, love, I shouldn’t have said that, but you need to know that you have nothing to be jealous about. You’re it for me, Ads. There’s nobody else.”
“Oh,” I say, finally understanding what he means.
“Yeah, oh. Don’t pretend that you’re fine when you’re not. We can only work if we don’t shut the other one out. I want us—”
I jump up and wrap my legs around his waist, shutting him up. Jax kneads my ass in both hands and kisses me long and hard. I’m so consumed by the kiss that I haven’t even realized that we’re in the shower until I feel the hot water prickle my back.
Jax pushes me against the wall and the different temperatures from the hot water beating down on both of us and the cold tile turns me on even more. He presses into me so that his body is holding me up against the wall. I bite my lip when his hand plays with the inside of my thigh. He bites down on my neck at the same time he inserts a finger in my wet pussy.
“OH . . . GOD . ..” I pant breathlessly.
“I can’t wait to have you again,” Jax says as he slowly takes his finger out of my pussy and brings it to his mouth and sucks hard.
“Please.”
“Patience.”
I can’t believe that he just got me all hot and ready, just to stop. I might actually kill him.
“That word isn’t in my vocabulary.” I grab ahold of his hard dick.
Jax’s clenches his jaw when I run my fingertip over the head of his cock, and lick the pre-cum off my finger.
“You’re going to kill me.”
“You shouldn’t start something that you have no intention of finishing.”
He bends to kiss me again, but I quickly duck underneath his arm. As much as I want to finish what he started, I’m sore. Plus my mind is still reeling. I can’t believe he’s still here. I had a feeling when I woke up, he would be gone. I need a little space, time to clear my mind.
“What the—” Words fail him when he see’s what I plan on doing.
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