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"Oh, I don't know. Maybe not all of you. Your mom is pretty nice." He laughed as I punched him in the arm.

I liked this side of Jax.

"Were you tempted? By Angela, I mean."

I felt the bench rock slightly as Jax shifted his position. His knuckles brushed down my cheek. "There's only one Hart girl I came to see tonight."

I held my breath. "My mom again?" I teased him.

His fingers vibrated as he chuckled. "She might have extended the invitation, but you're the reason I came."

"I am?"

"Mmhmm."

Even though it was dark, I closed my eyes, hoping it would allow me to collect myself. It didn't work.

"Maybe I shouldn't have, though."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm too tempted by you."

I always lived carefully, worried about what others would say and constantly trying to live up to their expectations. I was so tired of it. Despite all the crazy thrown at him when it came to me, Jax hadn’t turned and run, at least not since Maggie’s wedding reception. And despite some of the assholish things he'd done, I knew those weren’t the real him. He could try to deny it, but there was a strong protective side to him. I saw it with Micah. I saw it again with Caleb. I think I even saw it with himself, although why he felt he needed to protect himself, I didn't know. All I could do was hope he let me get close enough to see I wouldn't hurt him.

"Tempted to do what?"

He wavered, literally swaying as if battling a momentous decision. I knew what I wanted; I wasn't going to hide it anymore. It was in his hands. I couldn't look away from him as he stared at me.

I knew the second he made his choice.

Strong arms shot out and pulled me against him, holding me immobile. "This."

Before I could react, he fused his mouth to mine. It wasn't the considerate, experimental introduction the previous ones had been. This was bold. Masterful. Almost punishing. A warning that he wasn't looking for sweetness or gentility. It was passion and desire.

It was incredible.

He took every memory of those that had come before him and obliterated them. But he also gave. Sensations I'd never experienced chased through my bloodstream until they filled me with an intense need. His lips left mine to blaze a path toward my neck, pausing to linger on the curve near my shoulder. His stubble scratched my tender skin, but instead of pain, it sent shivers of longing down my spine until they settled between my legs. The only sound I could hear over my heartbeat was my gasping breath as I straddled his thigh.

Jax paused to look at me. "You're even sweeter than I imagined," he whispered.

But I wasn't interested in talking. I wasn't interested in trying to protect myself. Just this one time I wanted to let go and take what he was giving. I grasped his face, and this time when I turned my head to meet his, I made sure he didn't pull away.

While our tongues played and explored, my hands crept along his stomach enjoying the feel of the hard planes of his abs. He hissed as I raised them and crossed over his nipples while I tried to bring my body even closer to his.

His hands were busy as well. One hand molded to the curve of my hip while the other slid under the back of my sweater. He hesitated when he hit my bra strap. My head fell backward so I could lean into his touch, trying to signal I craved more.

He didn't disappoint. His arm became a band around my back, letting me recline so he could trail kisses down my throat. His other hand slid up my side. The cool breeze tickled my skin as my sweater bunched upward, but it was his thumb skimming the side of my breast that caused my goosebumps.

I groaned softly. Or maybe it was him; I wasn't sure. I opened my eyes, wanting to look at him. It had been a long time since I felt so much desire; felt I was desired in return. My hand rested on the side of his head, watching as he made his way back up my throat.

His fingers gripped and held my hips still as he pulled back, pressing softer kisses at the corner of my mouth.

No touch, no kiss had ever made me feel this way, never made me act in such a brazen way. I was breathing hard when Jax lifted his head.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

"Oh, I, uh, I didn't mind." In fact, I'm happy for a replay anytime!

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