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Before she could move, Jax had grabbed a condom out of his back pocket, finished shedding his pants and was behind her, curving his body around hers. And while all he wanted to do was bury himself inside of her, he took his time.
“First things first.” Leaving her on her knees, he guided her up until she was kneeling in front of him. Wrapping one hand around her hair, he tugged her head to the side and placed open-mouthed kisses all the way down the column of her neck. His other hand slid down the middle of her torso, between her tits, down her smooth stomach, and between her legs.
“You’re already wet for me,” he growled.
“It seems to be a constant state of being when I’m around you.”
With a grunt of approval, he sunk his finger in, first one, then two. Her head fell back against his shoulder, and he tugged her hair to maintain access, which she willingly gave. Then he was surrounded by her floral scent, her silky curves, and the softness that could only be described as feminine.
He moved his fingers in and out, loving how her hips pressed into his hand, her ass pressed back against his erection. The image she created was so sexy he could get off just like this.
Moving his thumb, he found her pleasure button and pressed down hard, then made soothing circular motions. She let out this sexy little sound, so he did it again.
He could feel her tighten around his fingers, coiling and soaking him. His thumb pushed harder, then feather soft, bringing her right to the edge and then backing off. He paid attention to her as she moved, when she moaned, cataloging every little thing she liked, and what she loved.
And she was loving on his hand as if it were hers to conquer.
Her head rolled languorously toward him, and she tilted her chin up. “Kiss me,” she said, and he wasted no time taking her mouth with his. And there was nothing languorous about it. It was raw and hungry and when she parted her lips, he moaned a sigh of rightness.
He took a moment to breathe her in. She tasted like s’mores and sex and felt like heaven.
She was there, desperate for release, so he picked up the pace, going deeper until he hit the right spot and just like that, she flew apart around him. Her body trembled with her release and her hips jerked back against him, and he was lost.
Before she could catch a breath, he grabbed the condom and was wrapped and sliding home. She let out a gasp of surprise and the pressure pushed her forward. She caught herself with her hands, using the floor for support.
Jax wrapped fingers around her hips, pressing forward and into her. In that position he was able to go even deeper than before. When he hit full hilt, she cried out his name.
He pulled out and slid back in, repeating the motion until they found a slick, unhurried rhythm that set his body on fire. Slow withdrawal and even harder penetrations, with her pushing back every time he jutted forward.
“Harder,” she said. “I want … it … harder.” Her voice escalated with every word, the last damn near rattling the windows. Which only drove him higher.
And so he did. She had to drop to her elbows to support herself, and he could hear her tits moving with their rhythm. The sound and the traction was so right, so perfect, he felt himself getting closer and closer.
“Jax, I’m going to—”
She didn’t even get the last word out before she detonated. He could feel every one of her shudders around him. The pressure built until it needed to release, and he popped, screaming her name and pumping into her until he could barely move.
Before he collapsed, he rolled to his side, taking Milly with him so that they were spooning. After some long gasps of breath she turned to face him.
“What now?’ she asked quietly. He knew she wasn’t talking about the night, she was talking about them. And he wasn’t willing to go there.
“Now,” he rolled her onto her back, “I’m going to put my tongue and head between your thighs.”
Jax woke up curled around beautiful.
Hell, that word didn’t even begin to describe Milly. She was on her side, snuggled into his chest, one bare leg slung over his. After a night where they’d put the Kama Sutra to the test, they’d crawled into a sleeping bag and melded together like a single being.
But now, in the light of the morning he was having serious questions. Not regrets. He could never regret a second with Milly. But he was afraid they’d broken more rules than intended.
While he wanted to spend as much time in Sierra Vista as possible to help with the family lodge, he still had a career, which was demanding and ate up every free moment of his life. He’d sacrificed a lot to get to where he was; he didn’t want to walk away from it now.
But he also didn’t want to walk away from Sierra Vista. And his family wasn’t the only pull.
Chapter Twenty-One
Take Life by the Balls
Go all in.
