JAX: I like any kind of sex that drives animalistic sounds from your throat.
Lexi’s fingers were shaking when she managed to text again.
LEXI: Got it. Stop. Please stop.
A moment passed.
JAX: Sorry. You have me a little…frenzied. The gist of that is I’m all about pleasure. I’m not into anything bizarre or dark. No fetishes or crazy piercings. I don’t know if this will be a benefit or a drawback to you, but I just really love wickedly hot sex with a woman who loves wickedly hot sex.
“Good morning, ladies and gentlemen…” The Virgin America desk attendant’s voice pierced the airport din, and Lexi startled. Talk about coming out of a trance. She blinked and squinted as if the lights had just turned on.
The attendant announced imminent boarding, and renewed panic settled in Lexi’s chest. Let the first guy with potential in years slip through her fingers? Or risk everything she’d spent years building by taking a chance on him?
“Why can’t anything ever be easy?” she muttered.
JAX: If you tell me where you’re sitting, I’ll trade your neighbor my seat and hang with you for the flight.
LEXI: Are you working tomorrow…or…I guess it would be today.
JAX: Due on set as soon as I can get there. Last call for the jacket. I want you to have it. You appreciate it a hell of a lot more than I do.
LEXI: That’s sweet. Thank you, but I’m going to pass. You need your sleep. Doing what you do when you’re tired isn’t safe. And I need to untangle some things in my head. This is complicated for me.
JAX: I understand. Just so you know, I’m cool with something temporary and light—no expectations. I’d like to get to know you better, Lexi, but it’s your call. Get some sleep, baby. Dream of me.
Six
The grating beat of Nickelback’s “S. E. X. ” blasted through Jax’s hotel suite and pounded through his blood. The room was dark, hot, fragrant. Steam floated from the open bathroom door, casting the only light into the small living room in ethereal, glowing clouds.
Jax stood behind Lexi, her naked body held tight against his, one arm wrapped at her hips, his hand between her legs, his fingers stroking her soft, wet, swollen pussy. The other across her breasts, his palm massaging and plumping while his fingertips pinched the nipple. He walked her forward, biting his way down her neck and across her shoulder, her silky hair caressing his face.
Lexi’s murmured sounds of pleasure—sighs, moans, pleas—inched his body temperature up. When the front of her thighs bumped the sofa back, his cock—as hard and hot as a rocket—indented the supple, soft flesh of her ass. With her body slick from the oil he’d used on her in the shower, his cock slid easily, smoothly along the crease of her perfect, full cheeks. Lexi pushed into him and rocked her hips, doubling the motion and making him moan.
He slid both hands to her breasts, squeezed hard. Pushed one foot between her feet, edged hers wide as he caressed the length of her arms and circled her.
Her chest heaved as she tilted her head back, mouth open and begging for his. He covered hers and took everything her generous tongue offered. Drank in her musky-sweet taste as he spread her arms wide and used his chest to press her forward until her belly lay flat against the sofa, her luscious breasts hanging free over the cushions, her ass hi
gh in the air.
He covered her hands with his and dug her fingers into the cushions, whispering in her ear, “Stay put, hold tight, and enjoy the ride, beautiful. ”
Jax skimmed his teeth over her shoulder, licked his way down her spine, bit a trail along her ass until she was squirming.
He lowered to his knees, pressed his hands high on her thighs, and spread her legs even farther.
“Jax…”
The rasp in her voice, the need, the pleasure, the lust… They shot fire straight to his cock. Tightened his balls.
“Shh…” he ordered, holding both supple cheeks in his hands, brushing his thumbs along the sensitive skin bordering her opening until she mewled into the cushions.
In the shadows, she looked like a work of art, perfectly smooth, glistening. Ripe for his mouth. And he was starving. There would be very little teasing once he tasted her. Once he tasted her, he’d feast.
He pursed his lips and blew gently on the oversensitized flesh. Lexi lifted her ass and rocked toward his mouth. He slid his hands up her calves, her thighs, caressed her ass. Pulled her open, massaged her closed.
“Jax. ” More frustration sounded in her voice. Pushing him.
He pulled her open, bathed the erotic flesh with a hot breath, followed by a hard sweep of his tongue from clit to perineum.