Wild Zone (Rough Riders Hockey 4)

When he didn’t say any more, she tried to connect the dots. “With who…movie people? Producers, directors, actors? That kind of thing?”

“That kind of thing.” His answer held a bitter edge.

“Well, that’s of absolutely no interest to me, Jax. I have a lot of the same people as clients. I have all the contacts I could want in Hollywood, and I don’t need any of them. As far as I’m concerned, people are people, and their value stems from their character, not their popularity or notoriety.” She leaned into him, and he let her, releasing her arms and sliding them around her. Combing his fingers through her hair. “Besides my clients, I wouldn’t know a star if they walked up to me on the street, and I like it that way.”

She slid her hands over his muscled torso from belly to chest, loving the way his hands fisted in her hair. The way his nipples tightened under her fingers and a moan rumbled in his throat.

“Everything I want is right here, beneath my hands.” She leaned in and kissed his chest. Loved the way a thin dusting of hair brushed her lips. “Are we good?”

“Not yet.” He tilted her face up with one hand and covered her mouth with his, lips hot and demanding. His tongue forced her mouth open and took hers. She opened fully to him on a moan. Let go of all thought and took in the feel of his mouth and this passionate, hungry kiss.

His arms came around her again, pulling her hips to his, his cock already rigid and swollen against her lower belly. The hot skin and hard muscle of his chest pressed against her. Lexi whimpered and tried to push higher, tried to get him between her legs, but she was already in four-inch heels and had no leverage.

Jax answered her need by lifting her, and Lexi greedily wrapped his hips in her thighs, rocking her hips into place as Jax licked into her mouth.

“Jax, want you.” She kissed him deeply. Scraped her fingers into his hair. “Need you.”

He groaned, his hands moving over her like he couldn’t touch her fast enough. His mouth eating at her mouth like he couldn’t get enough of her taste. He pressed her against a wall, but she couldn’t remember moving from the middle of the living room. His hips sank deep between her legs, and a fierce shot of pleasure arched her back. She broke the kiss on a moan.

Jax’s mouth dropped to her throat. His hands to her ass. He pumped his hips against her. His cock rubbed its hard length over her sex, and he used his hands to pull her into the movement. His teeth bit at the skin of her throat, then his tongue soothed.

“Oh God… Yes.” She couldn’t believe the intensity of this. “I’ve been thinking about this…all day.” She put her hand to his face, tried to pull his mouth up from where it kept sliding lower. If he closed his mouth over her breast, she’d explode. “Jax. Inside me. Come inside me. Please.”

His tongue slid over the exposed curve of her breast. “Soon.”

Christ, the way he moved. He made her see stars. He didn’t thrust. He rocked. Undulated. Varied pressure. Moved her hips to his strokes. Like a dance. The same way he kissed. This wasn’t a fuck. It was an art.

His tongue passed over her nipple, and the friction spread fire through her breast, down her chest, and between her legs.

“Shit, Jax…” She fisted her hands in his hair, dropped her mouth to his ear, and whispered, “I’m going to come. Fuck me. Please.”

He turned his head, and kissed her. A languid kiss, his tongue movin

g in her mouth the way she wanted his cock moving in her pussy.

He pulled back. “This is just the beginning. We have all night. A dozen different orgasms to explore. Let go and come for me, baby.”

He dropped his head back to her breast and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Picked up the lusty dance of their hips, his pace harder, faster. He spread his hands over her ass cheeks, his fingers brushing the sensitive skin near her opening that ached for him.

The pleasure swelled inside her like a balloon. Lexi groaned behind gritted teeth, dropped her head back against the wall, let the sensations peak. The orgasm rose to the sound of his pleasure-filled moans. But when it broke, the pleasure wasn’t the low-level, languid heat Lexi expected. Electric fire shot through her hard, wrenching her muscles and prying a cry from her throat. The arch of her body pushed her against Jax. He took her breast harder in his mouth, her sex harder against his cock, intensifying the peak and wiping out all thought.

She shuddered hard. Tightened her arm around his neck and dropped her face to his head, breathing him in. Holding him close. The pleasure was sharp and sweet. Even more so with Jax’s kisses against her throat, her cheek, her temple.

Her body softened, muscles loosened. She rested her forehead on his bare shoulder, one hand still tight in his hair. Lexi didn’t have the strength to keep her legs around his waist, and they slipped down his thighs. He eased her feet to the floor. When she was steady, he lifted his hands to her face, whispered, “You’re so beautiful,” and drew her to him for a slow, relaxed, wet kiss.

The comment meant so much more to her knowing he didn’t just refer to what showed on the exterior. Lexi smiled and rested her head against the wall as his mouth slid to her cheek, her jaw, her neck.

She sighed. “You are the best kisser on the planet.”

“Takes two.” He pushed the jacket to her sides, then took her breasts in his palms, pressing them together. He bent and snuggled his face to her cleavage, his mouth open and hot.

She clutched soft handfuls of his hair. Need ramped quickly again as Jax suckled her breasts, his tongue sliding, teeth nipping, hands massaging the mounds with slow, heavy pressure.

“I’ve never seen a bra like this.” His fingers traced the edges of the lace that cupped the undersides of her breasts, supporting them for both visual appeal and easy access. “Whoever invented it was a genius.”

“You’re getting me all hot again.”

His mouth curved against her skin. “That’s what it’s all about, baby.”