Her fingers curled into her palms, and she groaned, the pleasure rocketing through every part of her body. “Oh, so perfect. ”
But it got better. He added pressure with his hips and a thick, hard rod of heat sank into the low curve of her spine. Lexi groaned. He bent his knees until he’d wedged the line of his erection snugly between the cheeks of her ass and released a long, deep growl Lexi felt all the way to her core.
“Now that is perfection,” he said, his voice husky. “I’ve got one more measurement to check…”
His hands slipped up her sides, around her ribs and, with the confidence of a man who’d handled a lot of women in his life, took her breasts in his palms. Her skin tightened as Jax cupped and squeezed and molded. His hips matched the nearly unconscious movements Lexi made to rub her ass against his cock. And when his fingers closed on her nipples, Lexi whimpered.
Her hand fisted his hair. Her head dropped forward, eyes closed, lips parted. A noise came from her throat, but she couldn’t describe it. She was too dizzy with lust. She was glad the lights were off. She didn’t have to blush with mortification at her intense need.
He lowered his mouth to her ear. “Not one of your measurements was true. ”
She tightened the hand around her phone. “You sure didn’t fudge on yours. ” God, she needed him inside her so badly she was trembling. “But I still feel the need to…verify. ”
“You’ll get your chance, baby, no worries there. But I don’t have time to fuck you properly right now, and there is no way in the fiery pits of hell I’m going to rush a goddamned thing with a catch like you. ”
He had to be joking. His cock was a damn rod of burning steel. “Jax—”
“Tell me why you lied, Lexi. ”
He released one of her breasts, his hand sliding down her abdomen. The touch of his fingers on her skin was electric. They slipped beneath the band of her skirt, and Lexi’s breath caught. Muscles tightened with nerves and need. But he didn’t touch her where she wanted him to touch her. He took the edge of her panties between two fingers and just slid the satin back and forth. Back and forth. Until she thought she’d go mad…waiting, wanting.
She turned her head, her lips brushing the rough stubble on his jaw, and whispered, “Touch me. ”
“I wouldn’t want to distract you from your answer. Truth, Lexi. ”
She groaned. “The truth is that men are attracted to me for my…body. ”
She almost said looks, but amended at the last minute. She wasn’t ready to turn on the lights and give up everything. Wasn’t ready to look this stranger in the eye and confront her reckless behavior.
“You’re a handsome man, Jax…” She couldn’t get a full sentence out without panting. “And in your business, you can’t tell me…you don’t know what it’s like to be seen only for what’s on the outside. Maybe, as a guy, it’s no big deal…but as a woman, it’s frustrating. And sometimes even scary.
“We had such a good thing going with the texts…I didn’t want that to change. It was nice to feel attractive before you knew my body. ”
“Sweet,” he murmured. His hips pressed against her backside. His erection, so wickedly erotic, so deliciously hot and thick, made her body crave in a way she’d forgotten she could. Her sex softened. Opened. Ached.
Lexi arched into one of his slow rocks forward, pressing the indention between the cheeks of her ass against his jeans-covered cock. Jax dropped his chin to her shoulder and breathed out hard, growling through his teeth. His other hand released the band of her panties and slid across her stomach, a hot, solid weight.
“I’m going to ease your ache, Lexi. ” He bit her earlobe gently. Soothed the spot with his lips. “But I don’t have a lot of time, so tell me what kind of release you want. Hard and fast? Fast and deep?”
She didn’t want to think. Didn’t want to talk. Sure as hell didn’t want to tell him what to do. Besides, she couldn’t think straight. She was floating. Drifting in an electric storm cloud.
“What’s the difference?”
Jax’s hand stopped moving along her belly.
Lexi rose from her heavenly void, wondering if she’d done something wrong. “What?”
“Does that mean you don’t care? Or were you asking?”
Growing frustrated, she leaned her head back, stretched to press her mouth to his neck. His skin was hot, and, oh, he tasted good. Clean. Male. “Aren’t they all the same? I’m dying here. ”
A low, rough laugh rumbled in his throat and shivered beneath Lexi’s lips. He pressed a hand to her jaw and lifted her face to cover her mouth with his. And, oh, his lips were full and warm. He used them to savor hers, sucking and sliding. His tongue eased into her mouth in slow circles. By the time it met hers in long, erotic, sexual strokes, Lexi was breathless.
“Hold still,” he whispered, tightening an arm around her waist. “I’m going to give you hard and fast to relieve you. We’ve got all night to explore the many different kinds of orgasms that exist. And no, baby, they’re not all the same. ”
He lowered his mouth to the base of her neck and pulled her into his body until she felt every beat of his heart against her shoulder blade. The hand at her stomach slid beneath the waistband of her panties, and Lexi tried to wiggle into his touch but couldn’t. Then he eased the need by pushing his hand low. She gasped in surprise and excitement. At the feel of having a man’s hand between her legs. A real man. The kind of man who made her hot and wet and needy. The kind of man who wasn’t afraid to take charge or give real pleasure.
The kind of man who could bring her entire business down around her knees.