leaned in, nuzzling the curve of her neck with his nose, letting his stubble gently abrade her skin as he lifted his face to whisper in her ear. “Give me control, V.”
She shuddered so hard he swore he felt it ripple through him as well. “I…” A shaky breath fanned over his cheek. “I promise I’ll try, okay? Deal?”
Jax felt like he’d just had his hand raised in a decision fight. He knew, for her, even conceding to try was a huge step. “Deal.” Sliding into the water, he placed himself between her legs with his hands on the concrete beside her hips, boxing her in.
“You agreed we wouldn’t start until tomorrow.”
He leaned in, his face next to hers, his mouth at her ear. “I have no intentions of touching you. But touching isn’t the only way to turn you on. For instance, you got me hard last night and all you did…,” he said, pulling back to meet her eyes meaningfully, “was stare at me.”
…
Vanessa inhaled sharply, and her back stiffened. “I thought you were sleeping.”
“I was. But then I felt those intense eyes burning into me. I felt branded everywhere they touched, and it made me so fucking horny, it’s a miracle I didn’t jump out of that hammock and attack you.”
It took a lot to make her blush normally, but now she felt as though her cheeks matched her hair. “I can’t believe you didn’t say anything.”
“How about I make up for it now by saying a whole lot of things?”
“Like what?” She swallowed thickly. His proximity was too close for comfort if she had any hope of sticking to her own damn rule.
“Like how I plan on attacking that sweet mouth of yours as soon as I’m allowed.” He moved until his lips lined up with hers, so close she swore she could feel them on hers, and yet there was still space between them. “And how my hands are itching to touch your smooth skin, knead your breasts, cup that sweet ass of yours as I haul you against me.”
Why were her breaths so damn loud? She sounded on the verge of having an asthma attack. And her heart pounded so hard she mistook it for the distant beat of the music. Her skin tingled with sensations in the areas as he mentioned them, like his words gave life to action. Before she realized what happened, she found herself leaning back on her hands as Jackson angled himself over her, still standing in the pool, still not touching her. But now his face hovered over her chest.
“I can’t wait to suck on these.” His hot breath seeped through the cotton weave of her top. She felt her nipples tighten, almost painfully, as they strained toward him, begging to be taken. “I’ve tried to imagine what your nipples look like. I bet with your fair skin they’re a pretty shade of light pink.”
The deep vibrations from his voice skimmed over her body. “And I bet they’ll turn cherry red after I suck them deep into my mouth and flick them with my tongue, maybe give them a nibble.”
From somewhere in the back of her throat, a moan escaped at the thought of his white teeth clamping on the hard nubs.
“Ah,” he said, looking up at her from chest level, “again I get a reaction with biting. I think you and I are going to be quite compatible in bed, baby.”
As he moved farther down her body, her eyes stayed riveted to his. A nuclear blast could go off next door and she wouldn’t even blink. Jackson stared at her thighs pointedly, then flicked his gaze back to her.
“Wider.”
“What?”
“Your legs. Wider.”
She hesitated, unsure if she could handle more of the same where he seemed intent to go. He held his ground, waiting her out. Almost as though he knew it was only a matter of time. Well, she could hold her own against a guy like him. She didn’t bend to anyone’s will just because he commanded her. She only agreed to give up control during their fling, and even then, only during sex.
His eyebrow raised, the scar slashing up at a sharper angle. “Afraid you’ll be tempted to break your own rules,
She shuddered so hard he swore he felt it ripple through him as well. “I…” A shaky breath fanned over his cheek. “I promise I’ll try, okay? Deal?”
Jax felt like he’d just had his hand raised in a decision fight. He knew, for her, even conceding to try was a huge step. “Deal.” Sliding into the water, he placed himself between her legs with his hands on the concrete beside her hips, boxing her in.
“You agreed we wouldn’t start until tomorrow.”
He leaned in, his face next to hers, his mouth at her ear. “I have no intentions of touching you. But touching isn’t the only way to turn you on. For instance, you got me hard last night and all you did…,” he said, pulling back to meet her eyes meaningfully, “was stare at me.”
…
Vanessa inhaled sharply, and her back stiffened. “I thought you were sleeping.”
“I was. But then I felt those intense eyes burning into me. I felt branded everywhere they touched, and it made me so fucking horny, it’s a miracle I didn’t jump out of that hammock and attack you.”
It took a lot to make her blush normally, but now she felt as though her cheeks matched her hair. “I can’t believe you didn’t say anything.”
“How about I make up for it now by saying a whole lot of things?”
“Like what?” She swallowed thickly. His proximity was too close for comfort if she had any hope of sticking to her own damn rule.
“Like how I plan on attacking that sweet mouth of yours as soon as I’m allowed.” He moved until his lips lined up with hers, so close she swore she could feel them on hers, and yet there was still space between them. “And how my hands are itching to touch your smooth skin, knead your breasts, cup that sweet ass of yours as I haul you against me.”
Why were her breaths so damn loud? She sounded on the verge of having an asthma attack. And her heart pounded so hard she mistook it for the distant beat of the music. Her skin tingled with sensations in the areas as he mentioned them, like his words gave life to action. Before she realized what happened, she found herself leaning back on her hands as Jackson angled himself over her, still standing in the pool, still not touching her. But now his face hovered over her chest.
“I can’t wait to suck on these.” His hot breath seeped through the cotton weave of her top. She felt her nipples tighten, almost painfully, as they strained toward him, begging to be taken. “I’ve tried to imagine what your nipples look like. I bet with your fair skin they’re a pretty shade of light pink.”
The deep vibrations from his voice skimmed over her body. “And I bet they’ll turn cherry red after I suck them deep into my mouth and flick them with my tongue, maybe give them a nibble.”
From somewhere in the back of her throat, a moan escaped at the thought of his white teeth clamping on the hard nubs.
“Ah,” he said, looking up at her from chest level, “again I get a reaction with biting. I think you and I are going to be quite compatible in bed, baby.”
As he moved farther down her body, her eyes stayed riveted to his. A nuclear blast could go off next door and she wouldn’t even blink. Jackson stared at her thighs pointedly, then flicked his gaze back to her.
“Wider.”
“What?”
“Your legs. Wider.”
She hesitated, unsure if she could handle more of the same where he seemed intent to go. He held his ground, waiting her out. Almost as though he knew it was only a matter of time. Well, she could hold her own against a guy like him. She didn’t bend to anyone’s will just because he commanded her. She only agreed to give up control during their fling, and even then, only during sex.
His eyebrow raised, the scar slashing up at a sharper angle. “Afraid you’ll be tempted to break your own rules,
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