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Beneath me, tricking me I’m in control is a man I’ve craved since the moment we stood alone in the confined space of the elevator last week. We weren’t touching, but I came close to giving in to the arcing energy between us even then. Now that energy has control of me.
I’m tempted to help him out of the rest of his clothes, but I’m not being one of his random girls. Jax needs to do more than take me on one date to get what he wants.
I sit back against the solid muscle of his thighs, and smile down at him, loving his loss of the rock star cool he usually blasts at girls. I drag fingernails across his abs instead, and, teasingly, I dip my fingers lower, running my hand along his erection again.
“Shit!” Jax grabs my hand and I giggle. “Stop teasing me!”
“Sure. If you say so.”
His look is fixed on my breasts as he runs a finger around my hardening nipples. “Your tits are amazing.” He seizes my arms and pulls me down, pushing me over until I’m the one lying on the bed. I wriggle against him but he holds my shoulder hard against the soft bedding.
I surrender to his attention, to the teasing tongue and his hand sliding toward my belly. Jax’s mouth on my skin, the unleashing of the sexual charge that exists between us dizzies me and I fall toward allowing his bad intentions.
Jax unbuttons my jeans, yanking the zip down. “Take these off. Let me touch you.”
Blood carries lust through my body, but I squeeze his hand, fighting the inevitable. “No.”
“Tegan!” he groans.
“I’m not getting naked for you, Jax. You haven’t earned that yet.”
His eyes widen in surprise. “Earned? What do I have to do to earn it?”
“I haven’t decided yet, but you don’t get into my pants that easily.”
He cocks a brow and gives me the annoyingly sexy smile. “You wanna get into mine?”
I beckon him closer with one finger and when he does, I slam my hands against his chest and push him over on the bed. “Yes. But I’m not going to.”
“You’re fucking killing me!” he growls up at me and we grapple until he manages to pin me down again.
Our breath comes faster with the struggle — with each other and control — and I laugh. “Good. About time you had to work for something.” I push against Jax’s chest again, but this time he catches my arms and pins them above my head.
“Are you always like this?” he asks.
“Maybe.” I tense waiting for his next move. When Jax releases my hands, we struggle again until I roll onto him. The sheets tangle around us, and Jax steadies himself as we reach the edge of the bed.
We stare at each other, locked in stalemate, and he laughs. “Should’ve expected you to be a tease.”
“Then you won’t be disappointed.” I lean over him to take my t-shirt from the side of the bed and he grabs my arms.
“Fine, but don’t go yet. If this is all I’m getting tonight, I’m making the most.”
I dig my nails beneath Jax’s fingers and loosen his grip on my arm. “Bad luck, Jax. This is all you’re getting from me tonight.”
I laugh at his pout as I pull my t-shirt back on and as I attempt to move, he grips my legs. “Stay. I don’t want to stop.”
Neither do I. I push my tangled hair from my face, pulling back my self-control as I button up my jeans. Jax looks up at me from the bed, flushed face and dark-eyed lust. Waiting. Tempting. Jesus, this man does things to my common sense. Swallowing, I close my eyes and steady my breathing.
Jax could use me. My brother would knock him unconscious if he did, but that doesn’t mean Jax won’t tempt me into his bed and throw me aside in the morning like he does with other girls.
“I think I’d better go, Jax.”
Five minutes later, I flop onto my own bed and listen to the thrum of my heart in my ears. The arousal won’t leave my system as long my lips sting from his kiss and body remembers his touch. The restraint he showed impressed me, but I’ll discover tomorrow if my refusal to get naked means he’ll move onto his next conquest.
Jax doesn’t realise how lucky he almost was.
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