The Yeah Baby Series(57)

The hand at my hip slid to my pussy, two fingers pushing inside and stretching me open. “Fuck, sweetheart. Your pussy is so damn tight and wet. Dripping for me.”

I clenched tightly around his fingers, making him groan before he pulled them from my body. Then his hips slammed into me, his cock pushing in and stretching me impossibly wide, until his entire length was buried inside my pussy. He hadn’t been kidding about not being gentle. There was no other warning. No pretty words. He pinned me down with his body and gripped my wrists tightly, pressing them against the mattress above my head, while he fucked me. Hard. Rough. And exactly the way I needed.

His cock pumped inside me as I writhed desperately under him. His free hand popped the clasp on my bra so he could squeeze my tits, plucking at one nipple and then the other before drifting lower.

“Please, Jax,” I moaned when he reached my clit and circled around it.

My body shook with my impending orgasm as his cock slammed into me mercilessly. Then his big fingers slid to the side and he rubbed my clit hard. My orgasm tore through me as my pussy clenched around his cock. He was unrelenting, drawing my climax out as long as he could, until I thought I might pass out. With my body shuddering beneath his, he finally started to come.

“Damn, sweetheart,” he groaned when he collapsed against the mattress at my side. “I wasn’t expecting that.”

I was too worn out by the biggest orgasm I’d ever had to even consider being embarrassed. “You started it with all your talk about showing me what your dreams were.”

“The reality of you in my bed is better than I could have possibly imagined.”

“So damn smooth,” I mumbled, my breath caught in my throat for a reason other than the workout he’d just given me.

“Don’t move,” he ordered me as he slid off the mattress.

I didn’t bother responding, just buried my head in one of his pillows as I got comfortable, since it wasn’t like I even had the energy to go anywhere. I heard his footsteps as he padded into the master bathroom, followed by the sound of running water, and then he was headed back my way. My hips jerked at the swipe of something cool between my legs, and I rolled to the side to see what Jax was doing. He’d grabbed a washcloth and was cleaning me up.

Cleaning me up because we hadn’t used a condom. “Well, shit,” I sighed.

“First time I’ve ever gone bare,” he murmured softly, looking up at me. “Seeing you like that? I lost my damn mind and couldn’t think of anything except shoving my cock deep inside you.”

“I’ve never gone without a condom before either.”

“Fuck,” he hissed, his eyes clenching shut. I thought it was because of the enormity of what we’d just done, but I was wrong. “Stop talking, before I decide I need to make you come so hard you’ll forget there’s ever been anyone else but me.”

If my torn panties hadn’t been lying on the floor of his entryway, they would have spontaneously combusted at his threat. But I couldn’t focus on how badly I wanted him to follow through with it because we needed to talk about what had just happened. “We have bigger things to worry about than my past.”





Chapter 4


Jax


The jealousy threatening to consume me was uncharted territory. I’d never felt such murderous impulses, wishing I could make any man who’d touched what was mine disappear.

“Jax, I’m not on the pill. This is a major problem,” she insisted.

I shoved it away as best I could and focused on her worry. Swiftly striding to my hamper, I tossed the rag in and then made my way back to the bed and the exquisite woman sprawled on top of it. I pulled back the covers and lay down, gathering Natalie into my arms.

She’d stayed patiently quiet, but as I settled, she stared at me with a raised eyebrow. It was adorable.

“I know you just started at your new firm and having a baby is probably the last thing on your mind,” I started.

“You think?” she snapped.

I frowned at her, a little irritated that she seemed so put out. I mean, was it really the most awful idea? The thought of Natalie carrying my baby sent streaks of happiness straight to my heart. I couldn’t wait to marry her and start a family.

“Whatever happens,” I attempted to adopt a soothing tone, “we’ll be together and we’ll make it work. I wouldn’t ask you to give up your job. Couples manage to have careers and families all the time.”

At her dubious expression, I tightened my arms and glared at her. “Since we’ve only known each other for a couple of days, I’ll overlook your insult in assuming I wouldn’t stick around and take responsibility. Because, sweetheart, you had best understand right now,” my voice became like steel, “baby or not, I’m never letting you go.”