He laughed again, this time against her lips. “I am…kissing you. ”
“Not enough if you can still talk. ”
This time Jax pulled back purposefully to drag her dress over her head. His gaze scanned her body in the strapless, sheer, barely there bra and matching tiny panties, which should really have been considered a thong because there was so little to them. His smile vanished. His arms dropped, bunching her dress in a pile on the bed, and he fell back against the wall.
Lips parted, he just kept looking, those eyes scanning, rescanning, and so heavy lidded she didn’t know how he kept them open.
“Great…color…” he finally managed without ever taking his eyes off her body. “Stop abusing your lip, or I’m going to take it over, and you’ll never breathe again. ”
She hadn’t realized she’d been chewing on it and pulled it from between her teeth to tease, “Great color? That’s it?”
She shoved his shoulder, and he fell to the bed on his back without any resistance.
“Purple. Love it. ” He made a show of wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “I’m drooling, right?”
She started working on his jeans again. Belt, button. Couldn’t keep herself from stroking her hand over the bulge beneath his zipper.
Jax siphoned air, squeezed his eyes and pushed his head back into the bed on a deep groan.
The move tightened the muscles of his chest, arms, abs. Now she was the one drooling. She needed him. All of him. Yesterday.
She jerked his jeans open, moved her hands into his underwear, and hummed when she pulled his erection out. Without waiting, asking, teasing, she closed her mouth on the wide head and sucked his length deep.
Jax’s entire body shuddered. “Fuck, Lexi…God…”
His body arched, hips lifted, pushing Jax deeper until his head touched her throat, dragging a louder groan from him. He fisted one hand in the sheet, slammed the other flat against the wall. “Lexi…please…”
Oh God, the sound of him begging shot an insane dose of adrenaline through her body. The extremity of his pleasure made her suck him harder, deeper. His taste flooded her mouth, his scent filled her head, the texture of his delicate skin covering heated steel teased her tongue. She groaned and feasted.
“No, no, no…” he murmured, gripping her face and pulling her off him. His cock left her mouth with a pop, making her grin. He gripped her jaw in one big hand, firm, almost painful with his slipping control.
“Not doing it right?” she murmured, tilting her head until she could take his thumb into her mouth and suck, rolling her tongue around his rough, salty skin. “Do it for me. Use your hands and make me do it the way you want it. ”
She bit down on his thumb until his eyes opened. The intensity of his desire made her so needy she was offering him a freedom with her she’d never felt safe or confident enough to offer another man.
He closed his eyes, his chest heaving. “Condom. In…my wallet. ”
Lexi whined a complaint, but she reached for his back pocket. He gentled the hand on her jaw as she moved. As soon as she had her fingers on the leather, she licked the head of his cock, barely within her reach.
He choked out a laugh and pulled her away. “You little cheat…”
“You wanted naughty. ”
His eyes opened to slits. “I forgot my limitations. ”
“I like being able to push you to them. ” She kissed his palm and sat back, pushing her fingers through his wallet. “Where are they? And do you have any without the studs? I want to try something. ”
“Baby…you’re asking…questions of a man with no…blood in his brain. ”
“Ah-ha!” She whipped an ordinary condom from his wallet and grinned.
“Oh hell,” he said. “That look on your face…”
She ripped it open, figured out which side was up, and grinned at him. “Okay, no promises, but I’ve wanted to try this since Rubi mentioned it. ”
“Wait. What? I’m a guinea pig now—?”
His teasing ended when Lexi popped the condom into her mouth, positioned it in an open O between her lips. But the look on his face—part shock, part confusion—made her laugh, and she had to take it out again. “You can’t make me laugh, or it’s not going to work. ”