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“Because if you knew the things I want to do to you right now,” he turns and faces me, “you’d run like hell.” His eyes drift down to my lips. “I shouldn’t want to do any of them to you.”
My gaze slices into his. “I won’t run.” I inch my hand further up his thigh, closer to where I know he really wants me, where I want him too.
“Damn it, Lex.” His brows furrow as he places a hand over mine, clasping it tightly. “What are you doing to me?” It’s a statement more than a question, one of defeat. He’s powerless to our magnetism, and in his eyes the hunger shines bright, too bold and overpowering to extinguish.
“The same thing you’ve been doing to me. I want you,” I confess, no longer caring about anything else.
His jaw tightens as he pins me with a feral look, one strong enough to strip me bare.
My body turns into a slick pool of desire while my heart beats erratically within my chest. I hear every one as though my heart’s outside my body.
“I’ve thought about you for weeks,” I continue, “and I’m done thinking about it. Show me everything you want to do to me. I’m fine with it being just once.”
He separates our hands and inhales deep. I still feel the tingle of his touch against my skin. I reach out a hand and cup his cheek, and he closes his eyes. “I want you to fuck me like I know you’ve been wanting to, Jax.”
His gaze comes to mine, caressing my face, and he draws his body closer to me. My pulse and breath quicken all at once, anticipating his next move. He stares into my eyes and sets me on fire. His hand snakes up my back, hooking it around the nape of my neck, his fingers applying enough pressure to make me come just from his touch. My nipples grow hard under the thin fabric of my bra. Every part of my body feels enthralled and wanted.
“If I start, I won’t be able to stop,” he promises, his warm voice enveloping me in intoxicating need.
“Then don’t.” And before I could utter a word, his mouth engulfs mine in a brutal kiss. He kisses the way he intends to fuck me. Carnal. Rough. Fierce. My lips throb against his but they beg for more. Every inch of me is his. I feel unearthed, my world spinning wildly on its axis from the pure passion tearing out of us.
I tilt my head to take him deeper, tasting the chocolate on his breath. His tongue tangles with mine, dancing to a maddening rhythm of our desire.
His fingers land in my hair, tugging harshly, but I welcome the sting of pain. My hands skim up his back, twisting in his shirt as his thick, corded muscles twitch beneath my touch. I need more. I let my fingers slither down until I reach the hem of his shirt and then my hands are on his bare back. His smooth, rigid flesh within my grasp has me breathless.
I moan into his mouth as he tugs my bottom lip with his teeth, then penetrates me hard with his tongue. Before I have a moment to breathe, he grabs me around my hips and sends me crashing on top of him. Straddling his thighs, I grind my hips in circular motions against his cock, and we continue to kiss with every bit of passion we can muster.
A deep groan escapes from his chest at the friction our bodies are creating. He shoves me back against the steering wheel and nudges the column of my throat with his nose. I whimper loudly and without a hint of shame as his teeth take small nibbles in between the flicks of his tongue. His hands wander over my breasts, pinching my hardened nipples through the fabric of my clothes.
“Yes,” I moan, pushing my breast further into his grasp.
He fists my hair and brings my lips close until they brush against his. “Are you wet for me, baby?” I nod. “Good, because I need to drown inside you.”
My core tightens while my toes curl within my wedges.
“Are you sure about this?” he asks, as though needing a lifeboat before he sinks.
I nod, unable to form a word, drunk on the feel of his lips on my skin.
“I’ve never wanted to bury myself so deep in any woman before.” His voice is as smooth as his lips, and I tremble out his name.
He pulls back a little so he could look into my eyes, and I’m met with waves of the deepest ocean, and right now it feels like I’m the only one who’s drowning.
He reaches for my cheek and cradles it within his palm. “I don’t have anything to give you except my body.” He tugs his brows while tenderly caressing my skin with his thumb. “You deserve more, baby.”
“Stop worrying about what I deserve and give me what I want. And what I want,” I kiss his lips, “is you. Just for tonight. And then you can move on and forget me.”
He tightens his grasp around the back of my head and gazes into the deepest part of my soul. “That’s the problem, I can’t.” And before I can think about what his words mean, he twists his hips right into my core.
I gasp for air, clawing my nails into his shoulders. He does it again and I cry out.
“Is that what you want?” he asks, his voice thick with masculine husk.
“Yes!”
“Say it. Tell me exactly what you want.” His fingers deepen deliciously into my scalp while his lips slide down my jaw, leaving their mark on me wherever they touch.
He thrusts up into me once more and my body fills with an orgasm so powerful, I’m ready to tell him anything he wants to hear.
