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He knows my situation and doesn’t care. And the first chance he gets, he’s going for my ass.

Jax is nothing that I’m used to.

His hands move back up but this time he purposely moves under my clothes.

Touching my skin.

Fingertips now gently digging as he touches me.

I truly have no idea where this moment is going to end up.

The sober voice of logic is drowned out by the drunk voice of enjoyment.

Plus, add in the notion that we are here because of a funeral…

I just want to be held and to be touched.

And not just by anyone, okay? If I’m choosing - which I am - then I’m choosing Jax. And he’s holding me. And he’s touching me. And in some realm there is nothing wrong with that.

Jax makes a quick move, turning around.

He sits me on one of the thick railings of the gazebo.

I reach for a post and try to grab it but it’s too thick… big…

OhGod…

Jax pulls away from the kiss.

He gently presses his nose against mine and he growls. “You are the most temptation I’ve ever dealt with in my fucking life, honey. I hope you know that.”

“That’s why I’m here,” I say, wanting to flirt back. “To be nothing but temptation for you.”

Jax drops his mouth down to my neck and he kisses.

Lips… tongue… I even feel his teeth.

OhmyGod.

His kisses are so aggressive yet somehow caring at the same time.

I put my head back and let out a sigh.

I’m staring right up into one of the bulbs above me.

The shimmering LED bulb, watching as Jax kisses to the other side of my neck.

His left hand moves up my shirt too.

As I feel his fingers climb over my bra… over my breast… I let out a groan.

Jax pulls his lips from my neck with a wet sound. “Tell me you like when I touch you, honey.”

“Jax… don’t stop…”

I know even those two words will open things up to something else.

Jax’s hand squeezes at my breast. His fingers knead…

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