Page 53 of The Sin Bin

Lauren's hand came up to cup his jaw, her thumb tracing his lower lip. "That was..." she began, still catching her breath.

"Yeah?" Jax asked, genuine tenderness in his eyes as he studied her reaction.

"Mind-blowing," she finished with a soft smile, pulling him down for a lingering kiss. "These need to go," she declared, tugging at his boxers.

Jax lifted his hips, allowing her to pull the garment down and off. His erection sprang free, thick and heavy against his stomach. Lauren's eyes widened slightly, her hand wrapping around him with a gentle exploratory squeeze that made him hiss through his teeth.

"My turn to taste," she said, sliding down his body.

"Lauren, you don't have to—" Jax began, but the words died in his throat as her mouth closed over him, hot and wet and perfect. "Fuck," he groaned, his head falling back against the pillow.

Lauren took her time, exploring him with the same thoroughness he'd shown her. Her tongue swirled around the head before she took him deeper, her hand working what wouldn't fit in her mouth. Jax watched, mesmerized by the sight of her blonde head moving between his thighs.

When she pulled back to run her tongue along the underside, following a prominent vein, Jax felt his control slipping. He gently tugged at her shoulder.

"You need to stop, or this is going to be over embarrassingly fast," he warned.

Lauren released him with a final kiss to the tip that nearly undid him completely. "We can't have that," she agreed, moving back up to straddle his thighs. "I had plans for this."

"Oh yeah?" Jax asked, his hands sliding up her thighs to her waist. "What kind of plans?"

"The kind that involve you inside me," she replied, reaching between them to guide him to her entrance. "But first—” Lauren leaned over to open the drawer, giving Jax a perfect view of her breasts. He couldn't resist lifting his head to capture one nipple in his mouth, sucking gently as she searched.

"Distracting me isn't helping," Lauren chided, though she made no move to pull away.

"Multitasking is important," Jax replied against her skin.

Lauren finally retrieved a condom, tearing the packet open with her teeth—a move that Jax found unexpectedly hot. She rolled it onto him, her touch firm but gentle.

"Ready?" she asked, positioning herself above him once more.

"I've been ready since I first saw you yelling at me in your clinic," Jax admitted, his hands steadying her hips as she began to sink down onto him.

They both groaned as she took him in, inch by deliberate inch. Jax fought the urge to thrust up, letting Lauren set the pace as her body adjusted to his size. When she was fully seated, she paused, her hands splayed on his chest, her eyes closed in concentration.

"You okay?" Jax asked, his thumbs tracing circles on her hipbones.

Lauren nodded, her eyes opening to meet his. "More than okay," she assured him. "Just give me a second. It's been a while, and you're not exactly small."

Jax grinned at that, unable to help the surge of male pride at her words. "Take all the time you need," he said, one hand rising to cup her breast, thumb brushing over her nipple. "I'm enjoying the view."

Lauren began to move, slowly at first, rising up until he nearly slipped free before sinking back down. Jax let her control the tempo, his hands alternating between her breasts, her hips, her thighs, touching her everywhere he could reach.

As her confidence grew, so did her pace. Jax met her halfway, his hips rising to match her downward motion, driving himself deeper with each thrust. The sight of her above him—head thrown back, breasts bouncing with each movement, a flush spreading across her chest—nearly undid him.

"You're so beautiful," he told her, his voice rough with exertion and emotion. "So fucking perfect, Lauren."

Her rhythm faltered at his words, her inner muscles clenching around him in a way that made him see stars. Jax took advantage of the moment to flip their positions, rolling them so Lauren was beneath him without breaking their connection.

Lauren gasped, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper. "Don't stop."

Jax established a new rhythm, deeper and more controlled. He angled his hips to hit the spot that made Lauren's breath catch, her nails digging into his shoulders. When her movements became more erratic, he reached between them, his thumb finding her clit.

"Come for me again," he urged, feeling his own release building at the base of his spine. "I want to feel you come around me."

The combination of his words, his touch, and the relentless pressure inside her pushed Lauren over the edge. She cried out his name, her body arching beneath him as waves of pleasure washed through her. The pulsing of her inner muscles around him triggered Jax's own release. He buried his face in her neck, groaning her name as he came harder than he could remember.

For several moments afterward, neither moved. Jax remained braced above her, careful not to crush her with his weight, their bodies still joined, their breathing gradually slowing.

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