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“Fine…I’m fine.” His arm stays wrapped around my waist, securing me to his body, not believing my placations for a minute.
His protective instincts are not helping my weak knee situation, especially after broadcasting that he loves me. What I should do is run for the hills.
Wanting to confirm my suspicion, I ask, “Did you really mean what you said today?” The golden flecks in his eyes burn, like the moment the sun snaps back to the other side of the world.
“Every word.” He whispers.
Insecurity stabs intently at my gut. “You remember the conversation, right?”
“Yes,” he laughs, the action lighting his features. “You’re acting funny. Are you sure you’re, okay?”
A goofy smile tilts my lips, making the case for my sanity hard to prove. “I don’t want any confusion.”
He laughs and leans into my space, a serious expression replacing the smirk. “Yes, I meant every word.” He pauses, breathing deep. “Even when I implied, I love you.” He searches my face for a reaction. “Is that what you’re wondering?”
“Yes.” My voice is soft, relieved.
His thumb traces my bottom lip. “You don’t have to say it back. I know it’s early. Insanely early. We’re moving at record speeds, but I can’t find it in me to slow down.” He laughs, not with humor, but disbelief. “I want you to know how serious I am—about us—about you.”
My lower lip trembles—his words tying my insides into knots. “This is unbelievable.”
“Yes, it is.” He agrees, while tracing patterns across my skin, eliciting shivers to race down my spine.
“We barely know each other.” My argument is weak because my heart is thrashing with agreement.
“Untrue. Just because it hasn’t been long doesn’t mean we don’t know each other.” His hands glide along the edge of my shirt, fingers feathering across my midriff until his palm sears my back possessively and brings me tighter to his chest.
“This is insane.” I mutter again, simply to drive the point home.
“You said that already.” His words tease my lips when he leans closer.
“We can’t do this.” The protest is as weak as the push to his chest as I try to put distance between us.
“Yes. We can.” The softness of his lips brushing mine encourages the hand pushing him away to tighten, clutching him closer.
“But… you’re leaving?”
His nose brushes against mine, nuzzling. “Yes.”
There’s no illusion—we understand the risks. He’s a fuckingmovie star!He’ll move on when he’s done with this project. The likelihood that he’ll have time for me while starting a new role—in another city—is slim to none. Plus, my dad’s here, my budding business, and the bakery. But all that aside, Jaxton’s willing to dive into the shallow, embracing our intense chemistry without pause, so the least I can do is hop aboard.
“Is it stage-five clinger of me to say that I think I love you, too?” I barely voice the declaration when he groans in pleasure, as if my admission were pure bliss, which he proves by slamming his lips to mine.
For a moment, we’re weightless. The butterflies carrying us away to la-la land but boomeranging back into reality as his tongue glides against mine in a sensual dance of seduction. His hands have ways of owning me—one cupping the crease of my ass—a handle to secure our hips together, while squeezing my rounded flesh. The other snakes its way into my hair, tightening, causing my scalp to burn in his delicious grip. The sensation rips a gasp free, and he takes control, tilting my head just right to deepen our kiss, and launch me into an entirely different universe.
Growling against my lips, he walks me backwards toward my room, until the back of my legs hit my soft mattress. He lays me down gently, positioning himself between my eagerly spread thighs, and uses the roughness of his jeans to rub against my swollen desire.
“You’re so beautiful.” The words brush against my lips, eliciting another shiver, raising goosebumps across my flesh. His lips glide to my neck, creating a trail of wet fire as he goes. “I need you.” His declaration vibrates the ticklish spot below my ear with his growl.
“Yes.” I whimpered my agreement, slipping my shirt in eagerness.
Jaxton leans back, his hungry eyes devouring every inch of me, as his fingers feather across my stomach. I use the opportunity to unhook my bra, freeing my breasts to the cool air, hardening my nipples further. His nostril flare, eyes appearing almost black with desire, when he flattens his tongue across my nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
The sensation bows my back and rips a cry from my lungs, but it’s cut short when Jaxton seals his lips to mine, biting my bottom lip with a deep growl. He breaks away again, nipping and licking my breasts down to my navel, hooking his fingers in the sides of my pants. A flick of a golden gaze through his long lashes is asking permission to continue, which I grant by lifting my hips and allowing him to remove the material.
He tosses the clothes over his shoulder and licks his lips. “Spread that pussy for me, Kitten. Let me see what I own.” The independent woman in me saysno one owns me!But my internal hussy immediately parts my folds, allowing him to see how wet he’s making me. “Fuck, baby.” He strips his own shirt, tossing it next to mine on the floor. His powerful hands grip the underside of my knees, opening me up completely to his mercy. His nostrils flare again, as if scenting and preparing to pounce on his prey. Which is exactly what he does, swiping his tongue through my wet folds, causing me to buck into his mouth. “Fuck, you taste good.” He licks his lips, savoring, and then dives back in, licking my pussy like a melting ice cream on a hot summer’s day. All while growling in appreciation of the flavor he’s chosen.
My hands dig into his hair, both pulling him closer and pushing him away with the overwhelming endorphins that are flowing from his magical mouth. “Yes.Yes.” My experience is limited and none of them had this kind of talent. “Jaxton.” His name leaves on a plea.
