Sexual Healing (Contemporary Cowboys 1)

But this woman wasn’t easy and he damn well knew it. For now, she would hang on to her secrets because she had lived out her adulthood days waiting for this moment, hoping for this night. Just like Jax, Brianna had longed for a moment that would be their moment, their special place in time.

Chapter Eleven

Jax devoured her like he’d waited years to make her his. And if a man couldn’t keep a woman in his bed with a tongue like his, there was something definitely wrong with the woman—not the man.

He thrust inside her with a giving tongue, giving her a dose of pure exquisite satisfaction, pushing inside her with fluttering movements, licking up and down, side to side, in and out, and seemingly satisfied to stay right there, driving her crazy, loving her in a way she’d never experienced, never known.

“Oh God, Jax,”

she whispered, slapping her hands next to her hips. “It’s so good. There. Oh God yes. Right there.”

She was seconds away from riding out an incredible release and right when she thought she would take that first fall, he backed away, kissing across her hip and down her thigh, watching her with this burning gaze barely visible in the moonlight. Her ragged breaths fell out in spurts. She fingered his locks, wondering what she’d done wrong, why he’d stopped right when the real adventure was about to begin.

Before she could ask, he towered over her, pushing his hand between her pussy and his cock and leaving a kiss on her lips before he asked, “How much would you tell me for the best ride of your life?”

“What?” She was blindsided by the question, taken aback and truly lost. “I don’t understand the question.”

“I think you do,” he said, his handsome face lowered to hers. “I want to know everything. I don’t want us to have secrets.” He pushed the pad of his middle finger inside her opening. The middle one was joined by two more. “Tell me everything that happened that night.”

“Oh Jax,” she whimpered, willing him to push just a little higher, to fuck her with those firm fingers and drive her over the first cliff and leave her hanging on the second. She needed the first orgasm, the second, and the third, but if they could just put aside the first one then she would talk. She’d tell him anything he wanted to know.

“Brianna?” He swirled his fingers around her opening. “I won’t give you what you need until you tell me everything.” His cock pressed against her leg. “I have more control than you might think.”

“I doubt that,” she whimpered, acknowledging the pressure between her slick folds, the way he applied his fingers, withdrew them before she could clench around them, catch and hold them in place. “Don’t be mean.”

“Mean?” He laughed. “I’m anything but mean where you’re concerned.”

“Oh but I disagree, Mr. Jackson. I’ve seen a lethal side of you.”

He pulled his fingers free of her cunt and bent his head down and licked her pussy up and down, damning her to a personal hell as he teased her. “I’ll hurt anyone who hurts you.” He froze in place, rolling her clit under his thumb in a gentle rotation. “But I have to know the truth.”

“Why is it so important to you?”

“I want to know who I have in my arms and in my bed. Don’t you see? I need to know everything.”

“I’ve told you everything. It’s just not what you want to hear.”

He rose over her and kissed her lips. She squirmed for a moment, unaccustomed to tasting her own excitement. He devoured her lips then with an incredibly hot kiss, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth as he held her head still.

“Please, Jax. Just let me come. Fuck me. Let me know you want me as much as I’ve always wanted you.”

Those blue eyes sparkled like cascading fountains in the middle of the Pacific. “You know how much I want you.” He kissed her lips, trailed to her pussy again, and bathed her clit with a pressurized tongue, lapping over the point until she was stark crazy.

As if he were already so in tune with her body, he stopped right before he drove her to the first orgasm, right past the brink of no return.

“Jax! Please!”

“Yes! Please!” He smacked her pussy with his palm and her entire body jerked with the resonating heat that shot through her cunt and left her longing for another. “I want the truth, honey. That’s all.”

Her eyes watered and she pushed away from the bed of the truck, drawing her knees to her chest and trembling from the exciting impact of his hand swatting her pussy. “I really have told you everything. Do you think I could act like this, behave in a manner that is definitely one of seduction if I’d been raped?”

“I would hope not, but I don’t know. We’ve always had this…” He stopped, shook his head, and turned away.

She grabbed his bicep. “What is it, Jax? Tell me. Please. You want me to be honest with you and in return, you still want to guard your own secrets.”

“I’m in love with you,” he said, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her once as if he were afraid he’d have to convince her.

“I know,” she whispered, having realized it from the moment her sisters told her how he’d treated the nursing staff and doctors at the hospital, making demands and throwing his weight around.