Shafted(Devil's Blaze MC 4)(29)
Ouch. Message clear. I’m not unique I’m just one in a line. That’s a slap in the face for sure. I jerk away from him, wanting away…just needing distance from him to regroup. Maybe he’s right. I’m too young for this—at least emotionally, because I can’t imagine doing what we did with any other person but Jax. On that note, I pull myself up, intent on finding my clothes and leaving.
Leaving, Jax.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Jax
I see the jealousy flair in Bree’s eyes. It makes me happy. Has she already claimed me too? She’s being unreasonable however. I need to nip that before it starts. I want her to be possessive of me, because she’s mine, even if claiming her seals my death warrant. But fuck, I’ve got over twenty years on her. She’s got to get used to the fact that there were other women before her.
She jerks, trying to get away from me. I’m on the floor and pull her down on my lap. I clamp down on her hips, keeping her still. Something about Bree, makes me love to cuddle her on my lap, holding her close to me, having her head against my chest, and her ass in my lap. It’s where I’d keep her all the time if I could get away with it.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“I need to get up from here. I need to go to the restroom,” she huffs, doing her best to avoid my face.
“What you need to do is settle your ass down,” I gripe wanting to spank her ass and kiss her at the same time.
She tenses. “Let me up.”
“Bree, I’m warning you.” I know she’s upset but she’s gotta learn.
“I want up!” her voice screeches.
“If you don’t stop acting like a child…”
“You’ll what? That’s what I am according to you. A child. I need to go to the restroom! That’s not being childish.”
“Unless you’re using it as an excuse,” I call her out on the bullshit. I’m a man. I don’t play childish games.
“An excuse? You’re crazy,” she says, doing her best to appear innocent and failing.
“I don’t think I am. I think you’re acting like a baby all because you don’t like the idea of me with other women.”
She shakes her head, her hair falling over her shoulder, and I fight the urge to brush it away. “I think you’re full of yourself.”
“Maybe. But tell me I’m wrong.”
“You’re wrong,” she huffs, anger flaring in her eyes and her cheeks flushed.
“You’re lying,” I tell her with a grin, and why the fuck I’m grinning I have no explanation except…Bree.
“You’re insufferable,” she grumbles, finally giving up on trying to get away from me.
“Kiss me, Bree.”
“I don’t want to,” she says trying to twist her face away from me, and that’s one lie I can’t let her get away with. I put my hand on her neck, holding her head still and bringing her lips closer to me. Her eyes are still shooting daggers at me, and just to prove what a bastard I am, I’m enjoying it.
“Give me your lips.”
“Why should I?”
“Because you want my lips on you. You want my kiss, and more than that you want to make me happy.”
“You’re full of yourself.”
“Soon, you’ll be full of me too,” I tell her, grinning at the way her eyes dilate, as she catches on to what I mean. I let my fingers stroke softly against the skin on her neck. I lean into her ear, let my tongue run against the shell of it and then toy with the lobe. Her body shivers in my arms, but the whimper she lets out could drive me to my knees. “That’s right baby. Soon, I’m going to slide my cock inside of you.”
“Jax, I…” her voice comes out weak, hungry even.
“I’m dying just imagining how wet and slick you’ll be for my cock. I want to thrust into you over and over. Do you want that baby? Do you want my cock inside of you, stretching you to fit me?”
“I thought you had to take a shower,” she says, her voice husky and full of desire.
“Answer the question, Bree.”
“You really are obnoxiously bossy.”
“You have no idea. But quit stalling. Give, Daddy what he wants, and I’ll shower while you figure out how to explain to Tucker that you’re not coming home tonight.” She sighs but there’s a slight smile on her lips when she finally gives me what I want.
“Yes. Okay? Yes. I want all of that and more. It seems pretty clear to me, but then I’m not the one denying us right now,” she says, and there it is. That sweet, bashful look on her face, but her sentence is delivered with a saltiness that makes my fingers itch to spank her ass.