“What if we don’t work out?” she asked hesitantly while playing with the lace on the edge of her dress.
“Look at me, Bre,” he murmured hoarsely. “I can’t fathom a day when I wouldn’t want to be with you. If you feel half as much for me as I do for you, I think we’ll be just fine.”
A wide smile split across her face, and Jax watched her concerns melt away. Pulling his face toward her, she crushed her mouth to his. He slid his arms around her and moved his lips against hers tenderly at first and then shaken by his need to be with her, his lips became more insistent.
Jax coaxed her onto her back, kissing her with a raw, desperate desire that partially scared him with its sheer intensity. He claimed her body with every stroke of his hand and caress of his lips so she wouldn’t have any doubt of his intentions.
He tore his mouth away from her so he could unzip her dress. Bre whimpered. Watching her amber eyes flicker in the dim light, he nipped her lower lip lightly, and then buried his head in her neck, breathing in her light lavender scent. “I have to tell you again that I really love this dress. Great choice.” Slowly, he slid his hands down her neck and pushed the dress off her shoulders and down her hips. What he saw pulled him over the edge even more. Her flawless, olive skin was completely bare except for her lacy nude colored underwear and a strapless bra, and he could have sworn her skin shimmered as though she were covered in gold dust.
Leaning forward, he unhooked the clasp and let the bra fall on his crisp white sheets. Mesmerized by her pink nipples, he brushed the tips of his fingers across her breasts, watching them pebble under his attentions. Unable to resist, he bent his head to pull one of her nipples into his mouth, and then the other. Breathless, she arched under his ministrations and a small moan escaped her lips, feeding his addiction. He didn’t think he could want her anymore than he did right then.
He was wrong.
Her hands started gliding up and down his bare chest, taking the time to explore every last inch of his body. Raw, naked desire pulsed through his veins like nothing he’d ever experienced. Slowly she trailed her hands down his stomach, and when she reached his pants, she unbuttoned them and slid them down his hips. Gazing into her eyes so he could see every emotion that floated across her eyes, he lifted her up and pressed his body between her thighs, torturing her still covered center with his erection, wanting her to feel every inch of him throbbing against her.
She fixed her eyes on him, a faint smile turning her lips upward and he couldn’t believe how much love he felt just looking at her. Sliding her panties down her legs, he glided a finger inside of her, teasing her until she hissed with need as her hands fisted in his bedding. He traced her collarbone and breasts with his mouth, worshiping her and teasing himself to the brink of madness. Overcome by the realization that Bre was his, not Cam’s, Jax wanted to draw out their union as long as possible this time.
Leaning back onto his knees, he spread her legs wider so he could see all of her. She looked so fucking beautiful spread open for him. Positioning his body between her thighs, he ran his mouth along the insides of her legs inhaling her sexy scent; she trembled. Needing to taste her, he pressed he mouth against her center, teasing and nibbling her with soft kisses and small flicks of his tongue.
Then he dove in, thrusting his tongue in and out of her core until her hips started writhing involuntarily. He plunged his finger into her, circling and probing until she was panting.
“Oh, God. I can’t take it,” she said in a breathy whisper as she bit her bottom lip. She tried to move away from him and he knew she was so close.
Holding her thighs, he pulled her back to his mouth, even closer than before. “Shh … relax. Let me make you feel good,” he growled, stopping to look at her face for a moment, loving the glazed, sex drunk look in her eyes. Then he thrust his tongue back into her hot, wet center, tasting her, savoring her as she melted against him. Her hands tangled tightly into his hair as she moved her hips frantically against his mouth. He wanted this to be perfect, better than anything she’d ever experienced before. Something they both would remember, not a frenzied encounter like what happened at the hotel earlier. He buried two fingers inside her and less than a minute later, she tensed, then jerked her hips, and released a strangled scream.
He glanced up at her beautiful face, her eyes still unfocused, and he pressed a hard kiss against her hip. Not wanting to wait one more second to be inside her, he grabbed a condom from the nightstand drawer, placing it next to them on the bed and then he slowly bent his head toward her breasts needing to taste them one more time.