Undeniable (A Country Roads Novel) by Shannon Richard

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    “For what I said to you. It’s none of my business what’s going on between you and Preston. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
    “No,” Grace said, shaking her head, “you shouldn’t have.”
    “Well, I’m sorry for that.” he said shoving his hands in his pockets.
    “Nothing is going on.”
    “What?”
    “Nothing is going on with Preston and me. Not that it even matters,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s not going to change anything. And neither is this conversation.”
    “What do you mean?” Jax asked taking a step forward.
    “What did you think tonight was going to accomplish? That you’d just come down here and apologize and we’d go back to the way things were before?”
    “I was hoping that would be the case.”
    “Then you’re delusional, Jax. I don’t want to go back. I can’t go back. Can you honestly tell me you don’t know how I feel about you?”
    “Grace,” he said, closing his eyes and shaking his head.
    “Can you?”
    He opened his eyes slowly and just looked at her for a second before he shook his head again. “We can’t.”
    “Why?”
    “Because we just can’t.”
    “That’s not good enough,” she shouted at him.
    “You’re right and neither am I,” he yelled back.
    Grace’s legs were moving across the room of their own accord. She plowed into Jax, and he stumbled backward. They would have been on the ground if the sofa hadn’t broken their fall. Grace scrambled onto Jax’s lap, straddling him. She grabbed his face in her hands and kissed him hard. He didn’t resist for even a second. His mouth opened to hers instantly. His arms wrapped around her back, his hands sliding up and down her spine.
    This was right. So. Damn. Right.
    Grace’s hands traveled up to his hair, her fingers sliding through the soft strands. She started to move her hips against him, her body grinding down on a spot that made both of them groan. And within an instant she found herself flat on her back, Jax now completely in control as he moved between her thighs. Their mouths hadn’t separated once. Their tongues moved together in a rhythm that mimicked their bodies.
    Wow. Just. Wow.
    Jaxson Anderson was on top of her. He was touching her, kissing her, surrounding her. She never ever wanted it to end.
    His hands traveled down to the hem of her sweatshirt and he worked it up her sides, pushing it up past her breasts, leaving them covered by only the thin material of her tank top. She let go of his hair and stretched her arms above her head. She was all for less barriers being between them. As far as she was concerned the clothes needed to start flying, like now .
    Their mouths broke apart as Jax pulled the sweatshirt up and over her head. He threw it to the floor, and the second his hands were free he cupped her jaw with one palm, while the other brushed her now errant hair out of her face. He stared down at her for just a second, the look of desire in his eyes so intense Grace thought she was going to explode.
    Jax didn’t say anything as his mouth went down to hers again. Grace pulled her knees up so her legs cradled his moving hips. His hands went to the back of her thighs, his fingers sliding  under the thin material of her pajama shorts. She grabbed his shoulder blades, her fingers pushing hard into his muscles.
    Jax’s mouth left hers and started a journey down her neck, making a path across her skin. He traced her collarbone with his tongue and descended lower to the top of her tank top. His teeth raked the material, tugging at the edge. He didn’t pull it down though. Instead his mouth traveled to Grace’s chest, where his mouth opened wide on one of her breasts.
    Holycowholycowholycow.
    She arched up into him, her hands going back to his hair.
    Cold air hit the wet material as Jax switched sides, his mouth showing equal admiration to both breasts. He kept at it for a couple of minutes, switching back and forth, before he moved back up her body. His lips were on hers