pressing him back into the mattress. She slung her leg over his hips and straddled him, slowly lowering herself until she could feel his thickening erection through the thin cloth the separated them.
Reaching down, she grasped the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head in one swift motion, baring herself to his hungry gaze.
“Oh, Chan,” he groaned, reaching up and cupping her breasts in his hands.
Chandra arched her back, whimpering as he caressed hardening nipples. Her hips began to rock against his as he pinched and teased.
He looked down at her and said through gritted teeth, “You probably want to stop doing that.”
He pulled her down toward him and flicked her nipple with his tongue, then drew it into his hot mouth. Hers hips pulsed faster against his, almost of their own accord.
Jax turned his attention to her other breast as his hand snaked slowly down her side, tripping lightly over her hip. The other hand slid between her thighs and, splaying his open palm over the cloth of her panties, he squeezed. Heat rushed to her core as she trembled above him.
With the flick of his wrist, her panties were gone, replaced by his warm, hard hand. He covered her moist heat and slid a finger deep inside. Her body tensing as he flexed rhythmically.
She pulled away, determined to have him all. Reaching between them, she cupped his swollen cock in her hand, lifting him to press against her. He probed, his thick length finding its mark. Flexing his hips, he pushed into her until he was seated fully. She tried to make it last, to savor the sensation, but she was overwhelmed. Her body clenched around him over and over as he worked his hips relentlessly. First long and slow, then faster, until she began to cry out.
Shuddering over him, her body exploded, gripping his cock tight as the waves crashed over her. He stiffened beneath her, holding her hips tight in his hands as he surged forward one last time, his cock pulsing and jerking inside her as he came.
His face was still buried in her neck, his breathing heavy, when he mumbled something.
“What?” she gasped, still trying to catch her breath as she pulled away.
He stared up into her face and pulled her close again, brushing his lips against her cheek. “I said I think love you, Chan.”
Her heart stuttered in her chest. He cared for her, sure, she knew that, especially after last night. But love? An ember of hope flickered to life within her. She shook her head, refusing to give into it until she was sure. She didn’t think she could take the pain if it was nothing more than pillow talk. “I thought you-”
He held up a hand and cut her off. “I know what I said before,” he admitted, “but after we made love yesterday, I felt so happy, so complete. I wanted to talk to you once I got my head together, but you were gone. Then, when I thought I lost you—” He broke off, closing his eyes. “I’m lying. I don’t think I love you. I know I do. We can take it slow. Work Ryan into the idea bit by bit. But now that I have you, I never want to let you go. Tell me you’ll at least think about it. When we’ve had some distance from this shit storm.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she cupped his face in her hands. “I don’t need to think about it. I’m pretty sure I loved you the moment I walked through the door.”
He let out a low growl of satisfaction, and squeezed her against him. “I was so blinded by guilt and sadness, I couldn’t see it. Even when I started falling for you, I fought it because it felt like a betrayal. But now I know that there is nothing in the world Sara would have wanted more than for me to have found you. She would’ve loved you and she would be so grateful for what you’ve done for me and Ryan. We have a second chance at happiness.”
Chandra buried her face in his neck and cried, but this time, her tears were ones of joy. She’d left her pack in search of a place to belong. She’d never imagined she’d find a
Reaching down, she grasped the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head in one swift motion, baring herself to his hungry gaze.
“Oh, Chan,” he groaned, reaching up and cupping her breasts in his hands.
Chandra arched her back, whimpering as he caressed hardening nipples. Her hips began to rock against his as he pinched and teased.
He looked down at her and said through gritted teeth, “You probably want to stop doing that.”
He pulled her down toward him and flicked her nipple with his tongue, then drew it into his hot mouth. Hers hips pulsed faster against his, almost of their own accord.
Jax turned his attention to her other breast as his hand snaked slowly down her side, tripping lightly over her hip. The other hand slid between her thighs and, splaying his open palm over the cloth of her panties, he squeezed. Heat rushed to her core as she trembled above him.
With the flick of his wrist, her panties were gone, replaced by his warm, hard hand. He covered her moist heat and slid a finger deep inside. Her body tensing as he flexed rhythmically.
She pulled away, determined to have him all. Reaching between them, she cupped his swollen cock in her hand, lifting him to press against her. He probed, his thick length finding its mark. Flexing his hips, he pushed into her until he was seated fully. She tried to make it last, to savor the sensation, but she was overwhelmed. Her body clenched around him over and over as he worked his hips relentlessly. First long and slow, then faster, until she began to cry out.
Shuddering over him, her body exploded, gripping his cock tight as the waves crashed over her. He stiffened beneath her, holding her hips tight in his hands as he surged forward one last time, his cock pulsing and jerking inside her as he came.
His face was still buried in her neck, his breathing heavy, when he mumbled something.
“What?” she gasped, still trying to catch her breath as she pulled away.
He stared up into her face and pulled her close again, brushing his lips against her cheek. “I said I think love you, Chan.”
Her heart stuttered in her chest. He cared for her, sure, she knew that, especially after last night. But love? An ember of hope flickered to life within her. She shook her head, refusing to give into it until she was sure. She didn’t think she could take the pain if it was nothing more than pillow talk. “I thought you-”
He held up a hand and cut her off. “I know what I said before,” he admitted, “but after we made love yesterday, I felt so happy, so complete. I wanted to talk to you once I got my head together, but you were gone. Then, when I thought I lost you—” He broke off, closing his eyes. “I’m lying. I don’t think I love you. I know I do. We can take it slow. Work Ryan into the idea bit by bit. But now that I have you, I never want to let you go. Tell me you’ll at least think about it. When we’ve had some distance from this shit storm.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she cupped his face in her hands. “I don’t need to think about it. I’m pretty sure I loved you the moment I walked through the door.”
He let out a low growl of satisfaction, and squeezed her against him. “I was so blinded by guilt and sadness, I couldn’t see it. Even when I started falling for you, I fought it because it felt like a betrayal. But now I know that there is nothing in the world Sara would have wanted more than for me to have found you. She would’ve loved you and she would be so grateful for what you’ve done for me and Ryan. We have a second chance at happiness.”
Chandra buried her face in his neck and cried, but this time, her tears were ones of joy. She’d left her pack in search of a place to belong. She’d never imagined she’d find a
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