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“Jackson—”
“So proper. Nobody calls me Jackson.”
She blinked up at him, trying to catch her bearings even though she was sitting down.
“Jax,” he commanded. “Just say it once.”
She swallowed. “Jax.”
“What else can I do to make you relax and have you put your CEO side away for a while?”
He was all-consuming, right in her face, leaving her no choice but to inhale his masculine scent, stare into those navy eyes, and try not to focus on the stubble running along his jawline, over his chin, and circling his kissable mouth.
“I’m not a CEO,” she reminded him, though there wasn’t much heat to her defense.
“Might as well be.” He reached behind her, gripped her hair in his hand, and tipped her head back. “Tell me, do the guys you date wear ties to dinner? Cuff links? Have a perfect part in their hair? I bet they have all the proper manners and don’t do anything to offend you.”
He was exactly right, and that was the few times she actually dated. Because if she went out, it was with someone in the same field as her or someone she’d met through work, so of course they wore ties because most of the time they’d just left work and met somewhere.
Which may explain why she’d never felt that jitter, had that curling need spiraling through her.
“Do they do anything to shock you?” he went on, leaning in to nip at her lips. “Or do they politely walk you to your door and go home?”
“Actually, we meet and drive separate,” she muttered between his kisses.
Jackson’s lips trailed along her jaw and up to that sensitive spot behind her ear. “No wonder you tremble with my touch. Has anyone ever made you shiver, Livie? Has anyone ever made you ache the way you are right now?”
Never.
“Jax—”
“That’s better,” he whispered into her ear.
A second later, his lips covered hers as he hauled her to her feet. Instinctively, she gripped his arms and let the assault on her mouth take over. She didn’t care about why this wasn’t a good idea, they were well past that at this point. Every time his lips made contact with her, she wanted more and she didn’t even care that she was letting him completely take over.
“Stay,” he muttered against her lips. “Stay with me.”
The impact of his words hit her hard . . . and for about a half second she had a valid argument. Then she didn’t know what the hell she was fighting. Hadn’t they been dancing toward this moment since the first flirtatious encounter?
Olivia didn’t answer with words, she merely threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled his mouth back to hers. Jax lifted her off the ground and started walking.
“Wait,” she panted. “Piper . . .”
“She’s sound asleep and there’s a lock on my door.”
Olivia made a quick mental note to be gone by morning. Beyond the fact she didn’t want Piper to see her still here, Olivia sure as hell didn’t want to hear Jade and Melanie mock her for the walk of shame.
But right now she’d give anything to be rid of these clothes and get behind that promised locked door.
Olivia wrapped her arms around Jax and let him carry her from the room. She locked her ankles behind his back and clung to him, anticipation spiraling through her faster than she could even comprehend. Everything about this moment was so out of character, so opposite of anything she’d ever do, but nothing had ever felt so perfect. It may not have been right, but for this night, she didn’t care about right or wrong. She cared about Jax and how he made her feel.
“Wait.” She stopped him just before he started up the steps. “I’m too heavy for you to—”
“Shut up, Livie.”
She smiled as she rested her forehead against the side of his neck. He carried her up with ease. He wasn’t breathing hard, he wasn’t straining, and that strength shot even more arousal through her.
He headed down the hallway and Olivia didn’t even glance up, didn’t need to know any more about this house. All she needed to know was how amazing she felt right at this minute, focusing on the fact she hadn’t been this turned on, this anxious to be with a man in . . . well, ever.
