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He swallowed and released a hard breath. “I think I was expecting something more than ‘I know’ here.”
She took his hand in hers and kissed his knuckles. “Why do you think I haven’t wanted to talk about my experience at Paddles and Picnics, at the motel? It’s because I don’t want to hurt you. I love you, too, Jax. I’ve loved you before I even knew what love was.”
He cupped the side of her face. “I’d go crazy if I thought he raped you, if I thought it had been your first time and it was the way you were—”
“Shh,” she whispered, seeing then that she had no way around this. Jax Jackson was a man who loved deep and loved hard. He loved completely and without reservations, expecting the same in return. “It wasn’t my first time. I went there looking for trouble. I did.” She swallowed back the bile rising in her throat as she thought about how she’d baited the guy instead of the other way around. “It was pure luck—bad luck, that is—that I hit on Handsome.”
“He would’ve sought you out if you hadn’t found him first.”
“True,” she said, remembering how her sister Drina had begged her not to go to the motel with this complete stranger. She still remembered their brief argument, how Drina had told her she had become self-destructive, hell-bent on ruining herself before she was able to catch the real men she wanted—all three Jackson brothers. “But he didn’t have to, Jax. That’s what I want you to know. I went there looking for trouble.”
“But why?” He studied her face as if he were so pained by her confession that he wanted to remember precisely how she’d looked as she twisted that proverbial knife a bit deeper into the center of his heart.
“Because the night I came to your house and told you and your brothers how I felt, I was fully aware of the women in your beds.”
His lips twitched and he seemed to try and ward off a smile. “You were?”
“Yes. And I also knew—or thought I knew—that if I didn’t have experience, I wouldn’t be seeing the inside of your bedroom anytime soon.”
“Honey, if you’d wanted experience, all you had to do was ask. You didn’t have to go looking for it on top of that damned mountain.”
“Obviously I know that now.”
They were silent for a bit. He just sat there with his knees bumping against hers, his balls squished between his thighs and that long cock of his giving her a complex more than turning her on. How could he be as hard as nails and staring at her like he’d be fine and content if they just sat there all night talking when he had an erection stretching halfway down his upper thigh?
“I just don’t want to hurt you, Brianna. I don’t want to—take you, fuck you—you know, if another man has ripped into you with pure malice driving him.” His expression softened. “When I make love to you, I want you to enjoy me. I don’t want to be a reminder of bad memories.”
“You won’t be,” she sang, throwing her arms around his neck. “But if you don’t fuck me soon, I may jump out of this truck and run into the bushes and take care of myself.”
“Hmm,” he crooned, biting at her lips. “Now that’s something I wouldn’t mind watching.”
“Too bad,” she whispered, giving back what he gave first, nipping his lips before she thrust between them and drove a kiss of her own, willing him to take her, to finish what he’d already started. “I’ve been honest with you, Jax.”
“I believe that,” he said, pulling her over him and leaning his back against the truck. At the same time, he grabbed a condom and ripped the foil packet with his teeth. As she eyed his pulsing member, he sheathed himself in protection. Then, he grabbed her wrists in one hand and p
ushed them high above her head. Dipping his, he licked her hard nipples, sending multiple sensations up and down her body.
“I believe I owe you this.”
Before she could ask what, he flipped her over and brought her over his outstretched legs. His cock was under her pussy, but she had a feeling that wasn’t the reason he pulled her over his lap. He smoothed his hand over her bottom and popped her with one smack after the other, giving her an incredible spanking, one that left her skin burning, her pussy clenching.
“If you ever walk in that club again without me or Tyler or Flint, I’ll come in there after you and will spank you in front of an audience.” He popped her ass again, his cock growing harder and more rigid, poking her belly as he delivered the repetitive smacks. “Tell me you understand.”
“I understand,” she said, loving the way he cared for her, the way he expressed his feelings with that guttural tone, that true ache in his voice. “I deserve the spanking. I know I do.” And she’d known what kind of man she’d find in Jax. She’d known he’d punish her. He’d give her the best of rewards. And more than anything else, she’d known he’d love her.
“Sit up,” he whispered, pulling her upright.
Facing him, she used his shoulders for support and lowered her body over his, locking her ankles at the small of his back as soon as her pussy closed around his long shaft. “Ah, Jax.” She felt her breath catch, her eyes roll.
“Are you okay?” He hadn’t moved. He looked on as if he were perfectly content to just stay right there in that particular position, never jerking, never thrusting, just loving their first connection.
“I’ll be much better if you’ll move,” she teased, kissing him.
“Your wish is my wish, darlin’,” he said, pushing up from the balls of his feet and driving inside her with one forceful thrust after another. “Mmm, baby. There we go. God yeah. You feel so hot, so fucking slick.”
Their first fuck might as well have been her first time altogether. His cock reached a certain depth she hadn’t even known existed. He thrust inside her with a loving gait, dropping his head to her breasts and nuzzling her nipples as he promised to love her, promised to protect her, and swore no one would ever bring her harm.
Brianna wrapped her arms around his neck and lowered her mouth to his, enjoying the arrangement of bodies, the friction, the closeness of two people joined together as one. Jax took her mouth and her pussy, thrusting between both sets of lips with a slow rhythm, good and easy loving. Their passion, those short and long strokes, and everything else about their tender lovemaking left her in ruins.
