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Now to get her brother to agree,I think before shaking my head of the thought. That's for another day.

CHAPTER 7

Aubrey

We eat our steak and potato. I must say, Jaxon is an amazing cook. Of course, I won’t tell him that as it may go to his head, but he really has surprised me.

We eat in the living room by the fire, chatting easily about everyday stuff. It feels domestically comfortable, and I can’t help but stare at Jax as he eats.

He’s absolutely gorgeous, but I find his male dominance side to be a little funny. I know he didn’t want me shoveling snow, but I’m not some weak girl who has never shoveled snow in her life. Though I’ve never done it in oversized clothes and boots before, so I’m sure I looked a sight.

I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face as I remember how it felt to have him make love to me, the way he worshiped my body. I have never had so many orgasms in one day. Then again, he is only the second person I have ever been with.

The first guy I slept with was an ex that I had been with for two years, but he never made me feel special, not like Jaxon did.

I finish my dinner, then look at my phone and see we have no signal. This storm has taken everything out, but I won’t say I’m disappointed with that. I like having this time with Jaxon.

“How was your dinner?” he asks, pulling me from my thoughts.

“It was surprisingly good,” I say with a smile.

“Surprisingly?” he asks.

“I wasn’t aware you were such a good cook,” I say nonchalantly.

“I’m full of surprises,” he responds with a smirk, taking my plate and stacking it on top of his, and leaving them on the coffee table.

“Oh, is that so?” I ask, feigning disinterest.

“It is, but right now I think it’s time for dessert,” he growls and my insides clench.

“What do you want for dessert?” I ask, my voice huskier than it should be.

He lifts my shirt over my head, then lays me down on the rug in front of the fireplace.

“You, always, you,” he whispers before he kisses me deeply, while pulling the boxers down my legs.

I wrap my arms around his neck and give into his kiss. This man knows how to turn me into a puddle with just a kiss.

He kisses down my neck to my breast, taking a nipple into his mouth while squeezing the other.

I allow a moan to escape as he continues to fondle and suck on my breasts. He brings his mouth back up to my lips and kisses me deeply as his arm reaches under my back and pulls me tighter to him.

I rub my breasts against his naked chest, enjoying the feeling of our bodies touching each other.

He slowly brings his hand back around, resting it on my ribcage, before slowly dragging it down to my leg, then my inner thigh.

I let out a whine, needing him to touch my aching pussy.

He chuckles and says, “Is someone trying to be greedy?”

“I need you,” I whisper honestly. “I need you to touch me.”

“Hmmm, I will always happily touch you wherever you want me to. I want nothing more than to make you happy everyday,” he admits to me, before slamming his lips on me and cupping my very needy pussy.

“God, babe, you're drenched,” he tells me, as he swipes his fingers through my folds, but I already know this.

“Jaxon, please,” I call out to him as my body bucks up when he thrusts a finger inside me.

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