LEXI: 34-28-34
JAX: Hot. Cup size?
Lexi strangled a laugh.
LEXI: Penis size?
JAX: I’m assuming you mean erect. 9” length, 2¾” diameter, which corresponds to 8½” girth. Cup size?
Lexi made a sound in her throat. She was good with measurements—centimeters, inches, yards… But she still had to form the sizes with her hands to get the full effect. And, boy, did her body get the full effect. Her sex clenched around a shot of fire.
LEXI: LOL. You wish. How did you come up with those measurements anyway?
Across the space, Jax’s laughter reached her ears, and Lexi’s mouth curved in a frustrated smile. She liked making him laugh. Loved the sound of it.
JAX: I don’t wish. I know. Got them during a stupid drunk challenge when I was much younger. I’d love the opportunity to tell you the story, and…let you verify through experience.
“Oh God. ” Her mouth was watering.
LEXI: Whoa. This flirtation just jumped to a whole new level. I think I’m running a fever.
More of Jax’s laughter drifted through the lobby and over Lexi’s body. The sound twined with the sensations his words created in the strangest and most unique sensual experience.
JAX: Whatever you’ve got is spreading to me, baby. I’ve got to take this jacket off. If you come over, I’ll give it to you—to keep.
LEXI: You’re such a tease. That is a wicked ploy.
JAX: I’m a lot of things, but a tease is definitely not one of them. If you come talk to me until we board, it’s yours. Scout’s honor.
Lexi’s heart pounded. Her chest felt tight. Her sex felt tight. Her skin felt tight. She wanted Jax to stretch everything out. She licked her dry lips.
LEXI: You were never a scout.
JAX: I was. For a week. Until my father realized he couldn’t just take me and drop me off, that he had to participate.
Lexi winced. Her heart tugged.
LEXI: Ouch.
JAX: I’m over it. Really. Come try on your new jacket. I bet you’ll look good enough to eat alive.
LEXI: Moan.
JAX: Oh baby, I’d like to hear that in person.
Lexi shook her head.
LEXI: Jax, this is crazy. You don’t even know me.
JAX: And I already like you.
Lexi couldn’t remember the last time a guy had gotten her so hot. This was beyond bizarre. She shifted in her seat, rubbing her thighs together to ease the ache that had been growing since she’d seen him at the truck.
LEXI: Right now? Right off your back? All warm from your body, smelling of leather and…you?
JAX: Yep. No strings.
LEXI: I’d sleep in it naked. Roll around under the covers with it held to my nose, breathing you in.