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They deserve gorgeous, expensive headstones, unlike the ones I had chosen for them at that traumatic point in my life.
They deserve so much better than this.
They deserve to be alive.
I whimper at the thought, pressing my hand against the cold, rough stone, breaking down. My cries are muffled, and my chest aches. I cry with everything in me, sobbing like a baby.
“Sasha,” Jaxon murmurs, holding onto my shoulder.
Placing my hand over his, I cry harder. Painfully, until it’s a struggle to even breathe.
He helps me to my feet, and brings me against him, hugging me tight. So, so tight.
Although, that’s just what I need right now.
I need to be held, to be loved. And for once in the last seven years, I feel as though I finally belong.
* * *
Stepping inside the jet,everything is different. The chemistry between us is higher than imaginable. It feels like there’s an electrical current in the air. The hair stands up on the back of my neck, and a shiver travels down my spine.
Suddenly, our eyes lock. My knees grow weak from the intensity of his stare. Without saying a word, he takes my hand and leads me down the hall.
My stomach drops the moment we step inside a room. His room. As shocked as ever, I patiently stand beside his bed, not making a single movement.
He quietly shuts the door behind us, and my heart races. Slowly making his way toward me, he stops mere inches away. I’ve never been more on edge. I’m overwhelmed with feelings that I’ve never felt before, beautiful yet terrifying feelings.
For once in my life, instead of running from them, I decide to listen to my heart.
“Make love to me, Jaxon.”
A fire lights in his eyes. Taking my face between his hands, our lips collide. He peels off my clothes and his pants between breaths, kissing me passionately, his hands roaming all over my body.
We gracefully fall onto the bed, sinking into the mattress. Pulling his shirt over his head, I moan against his lips. My hands roam along the muscles in his arms, slowly trailing up further to his broad shoulders.
Groaning into our kiss, he takes my bottom lip between his teeth. I grasp the hem of his boxers, tugging them. Desperate for him. He removes them, and we slip under the sheets. His smooth lips crash against mine, and he growls into my mouth, running his fingers through my hair.
Our bodies are bare, pressed tightly together, and his skin is scorching. Chest to chest, legs intertwined. Every breath is taken as one.
“Oh, Sasha,” he breathes into our kiss. “The world’s a better place when I’m with you.”
His erection rests between my thighs, and he thrusts his hips forward, rubbing himself against my slick folds. The friction feels incredible. To die for.
His lips find my neck, sucking, nibbling, trailing his way down to my shoulder. I moan in ecstasy, pushing my lower half against him.
Closer…
Closer.
Kissing his way eagerly across my chest, he massages my breasts, cupping them firmly. Quiet moans come from his throat as his lips circle around my nipple, flicking the tip of his tongue against the puckered bud.
Leaning my head back further into the pillow, my mouth falls open. I whimper, embracing the incredible sensations. My stomach quivers, and my mind wanders.
He slips his finger inside my core, gently stroking my walls. Slowly. Torturously. All I can focus on is the pleasure he’s unleashed upon me as his warm lips trail down my sternum, my abdomen, and my hip.
Kissing his way down my body.
My back bows as his lips press against my inner thigh. Thrusting his finger deeper inside me, he adds in another. Goosebumps rise on my skin from the warmth of his breath. I shudder, squirming, and he spreads my legs further.
