Misbehaving(27)

The second orgasm hit me out of nowhere, and the surprised cry of pleasure came pouring out of me before I could control it. Jason’s hands grabbed my head. “Look at me,” he demanded.

I opened my eyes to see his eyes locked on mine. The uncontrolled desire in his eyes only made my orgasm continue pumping through me. My body trembled violently just as Jason’s mouth fell open and he jerked against me. The ecstasy on his face as we held each other’s gaze owned me.

When his head dropped to my neck and his unsteady breathing warmed my skin, I shivered and clung to him tightly. Never had sex been like that. My body was still feeling aftershocks, and each shudder that went through me made Jason’s arms tighten around my waist as he held me against him.

Neither of us said anything while we both struggled to breathe again.

Jason pulled me up against his chest before shifting and rolling over on his side, moving me on top of him as our legs tangled. He wasn’t getting up, or even pulling out, and making an excuse to go clean up. He just held me. His hand began to play with my hair as I lay in the security of his arms.

As the music played over the speakers and the waterfall in the pool filled the silence around us, I knew that, without a doubt, I had just been ruined.

JASON

Tonight wasn’t supposed to be about sex. My plan had been to spend time with Jess. Then she’d gone and stripped. My brain had stopped working at that moment. But damn, was I glad. Sex with girls who were just in it for the fun or to say they had fucked Jax Stone’s brother was the norm for me. It was what I was used to. Amanda was the first girl I’d pursued who I had considered having an actual relationship with. I didn’t do relationships.

Jess was supposed to be like the others. But this hadn’t been the same. Something was different. The way she had clung to me and fallen apart in my arms wasn’t what I was used to. At some point she’d become my sole reason for breathing. I ran my hands through her wet locks of hair and enjoyed the feel of her sated body curled up against me.

I was still buried inside her, and I knew if I didn’t move soon I was going to be ready to go again. Now I knew it wasn’t just Jess’s smart mouth and killer body that were hard to turn down. The sex was phenomenal.

Jess shivered against me, reminding me that we were still naked and wet.

“Come on, let’s go inside,” I told her as I shifted her so that she could stand up.

Watching Jess’s body in the moonlight ranked right up there with the Seven Wonders of the World. Hank had to be the stupidest man on the face of the earth. Jess stood up and wrapped her arms around her stomach and turned to look back at me.

The nervous smile on her lips reminded me that underneath all that bravado was an insecure girl. One who had allowed herself to be mistreated by guys. I stood up and reached for my shirt, which I’d thrown off earlier.

“Lift your arms,” I said, stepping in front of her.

She did as I asked, and I slipped my shirt over her head.

“Thank you.”

I grabbed a towel that had been left folded on the table beside us and wrapped it around my waist. “Time to go warm up,” I replied, reaching for her hand and leading her inside the house.

I took Jess to the bathroom closest to the pool and left her to go back and get her clothing. When I came back the door was unlocked, so I knocked once before opening it.

Jess stood in front of the shower, looking at it. “This is the biggest shower I’ve ever seen,” she said with a smile, glancing back at me.

It wasn’t even the biggest one in the house, but I guess it was a nice size. I walked over and reached inside to turn on the hot water. “Take a shower and warm up,” I told her.

“If you take one with me,” she replied.

The image of Jess soaped up in a shower was exactly what I was imagining at the moment. Climbing in with her would lead to more tonight. Would it be the same the second time? Was that first time inside her because I’d wanted her so bad? Getting attached to Jess was out of the question. I would be leaving soon, and Jess wouldn’t be a part of that life.

Jess pulled my shirt over her head and dropped it, then reached out for my towel. “Please,” she said as she tugged, letting my towel fall.

Maybe a second time would be a good idea. Getting her out of my system was the only way to deal with this.

Reaching for her waist, I pulled her against me and enjoyed the sweet taste of her lips and the soft, plump feel of them against mine. Telling this woman no was fucking impossible.





Chapter Nine





JESS

I lay in Jason Stone’s bed, watching him sleep. I should have gone home. But he’d asked me to stay and I’d said yes. A dark curl had fallen over his eyes, and I wanted to reach over and brush it away, but I was afraid to wake him.