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“Did you ride in this?” I frowned. “Are you crazy?”

Jax shrugged his shoulders and pulled the wet t-shirt off, now standing there bare-chested. He unclipped the gun holster from around him and placed it on his wet clothes. Walking across the room, the dark blue light that flashed across the room highlighted his scars and chest tattoos.

I inhaled slowly as he lowered himself to his knees in front of me, his eyes solid as they locked with mine. He placed a hand on my waist; I saw the way he waited for my reaction.

“You could get sick,” I stuttered, and ran a finger down his icy cold chest. “You shouldn’t have ridden in this weather.”

Another loud crack of thunder roared overhead.

“Amber, I would ride through worse to make sure you were OK.” He gripped my hand, which was on his chest. “I can’t take this anymore.”

My head leaned back, just slightly, as I saw the lust in his eyes.

“Do you know how hard it was for me to let you go out last night, looking as hot as you did?” he said, smirking, and I shamelessly blushed.

“Be my girlfriend,” he whispered down at me, while bringing his face closer to mine. “Please?”

I placed my other hand on the base of his neck. I felt his chest rising heavily under my other hand, pinned to his chest.

“Yes,” I whispered.

I didn’t need to think of my answer, so when the word flowed from my lips, I wasn’t surprised.

His head dove down and he claimed my lips. He kissed me hungrily and I caved. His hand dropped mine and went around and gripped my waist, pulling me tighter into his cold chest.

Finally he’d stepped up, I thought to myself, as my lips broke into a soft smirk through the kiss.

Chapter 25

Jax’s hand ran down my back, and I curled more into his chest. The rain drummed down on the roof, deafening in the room. Jax’s hot lips slowly worked a pattern down my neck, his fingers softly running under my t-shirt up my back, causing my skin to shiver with desire.

His hands ran further up my back, his cold hand pulling me closer into him. “Don’t tease,” I stuttered, as he sucked the base of my neck. I ran my fingers up his bare chest, and then slung both my hands around his neck.

Lightning flashed through the room, and another rumble of thunder roared overhead. “Do you want to take this upstairs?” His words were broken as he continued to kiss up my neck. He pulled his head away and the smirk on his face made my pulse race with passion.

Tracing a finger down his tight jaw, I asked, “Are the guys coming home?” As I spoke, I felt my chest rise against his.

He shook his head slightly, and I felt his hands grip the hem of my t-shirt. My hands slowly crept down his strong tight chest, pausing on his defined abs. My head tilted up, our lips dangerously close.

I smirked slightly, as I let my hand drop from his abs and brush across his crotch. A low growl escaped his lips, and his hands quickly yanked my t-shirt off over my head. Threading my arms out of it, as soon as the t-shirt landed on the ground, Jax wrapped his arms around me and clenched me to his chest.

“Upstairs, downstairs?” he asked, his voice thick.

“Impatient?” I smirked.

His lips drove forward and claimed mine. His tongue flicked mine and I gripped each of his shoulders. My lace bra brushed across his chest, and I was thankful his eyes were locked with mine. I gripped his shoulders and kept his lips against mine; when he attempted to pull away, I tightened my grip and kept his lips pressed to mine.

His hand brushed across my stomach, and I quickly planted my hand on his and guided it back to my hip. His lips broke from mine quickly, and I didn’t have a chance to try and keep them there.

“What’s wrong?” his voice was thick, and my eyes floated to his tan chest; I just couldn’t keep my eyes level with his.

“Nothing, I’m fine.” I placed my hand on his belt. Jax grabbed both of my wrists and holding them, pulled my hands away.

“Look at me,” he instructed.

Sighing, I looked up into his eyes and my head tilted to the side slightly. “I’m fine,” I stressed.

He wasn’t buying it. He let go of one of my wrists. Slowly, he placed a hand on my side, his eyes watching my reaction. Gently, his hands crept further towards my stomach. Gulping, I put my hand down to push his away, but he pulled his hand away quickly.

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