Page 77 of Then Came Love
Chapter Fifteen
THANKS TO JAX whispering naughty things in Jordan’s ear for the last hour, as their evening with his family wound down, her body was like a bundle of live wires. Driving to his place in separate cars only revved her up even more, his dirty promises lingering in her mind. She knew he’d make good on every one of them.
Jax stalked toward her like a panther on the prowl as she got out of her car, and he caged her in against the cold metal as Coco bounded into the yard. His mouth covered hers hungrily, their tongues colliding urgent and greedy. He tangled his hands in her hair, angling her mouth beneath his and devouring her like he’d never get enough. She had loved kissing him since the first time their lips had touched, but there was a new fire raging inside her. A bolder greed and deeper devotion from setting herself free from the expectation of others, and that freed the aching need to be closer and the confidence to take what she wanted. She bowed off the car, grinding against his hardness, craving more of him, drawing a groan from his lungs.
“It’s crazy how much I miss touching you,” he growled against her lips.
“Good, because I’m sure as heck going to touch you.”
A wicked grin split his lips, and he recaptured her mouth in another fierce kiss. He kept one hand fisted in her hair, the other moving swiftly over her body, groping, caressing, driving her out of her freaking mind. They stumbled toward the house, stopping every few steps to paw at each other or take their kisses deeper, until they were both delirious with desire.
Jax fumbled with his keys and threw the front door open. Coco darted past, and after he kicked the door closed, he wasted no time reaching for the bow on Jordan’s dress. She held his gaze as he untied it and pushed the spaghetti straps down her arms, freeing her bare breasts. He made a growling sound as he dipped his head and slicked his tongue over her nipple while undoing the three buttons at her waist. The dress puddled at her feet. His gaze ignited as it slid down her naked body.
“You said panties were optional,” she said as innocently as she could, fluttering her lashes.
“If I’d’ve known you were naked under there, we never would’ve left Nick’s barn.”
He reached for her, but she giggled and pushed at his chest. “Uh-uh, birthday boy. I need you naked.”
She tugged his shirt up, and he took it off as he toed off his shoes. She opened his jeans, and he stripped them, and his socks, off. His erection bobbed enticingly, and her mouth watered as she brought her lips to his chest, kissing the hard planes and teasing his nipple with her teeth. She sucked and nipped and ground her belly against his arousal.
He grabbed her hair, tugging her head back, his eyes blazing into hers. “Your mouth is going to make me come undone.”
His voice dripped with raw, untamed desire, making her even more determined to unleash his animalistic side. She untangled his fingers from her hair. “No touching, until I say you can, Mr. Braden.” She had no idea where that had come from, but she loved it!
“I fucking adore this side of you, Ms. Lawler.”
“Me too. It’s new.” She whispered that last word. “Just for you.”
She brought her mouth back to his hot skin, tasting her way down his body, the heat of his stare spurring her on. Every time he reached for her hair, she batted his hands away. He groaned through clenched teeth, and it was the sexiest sound she’d ever heard. She grinned up at him as she slicked her tongue along his abs, grabbing and groping his ass. His hips rocked forward, and she continued teasing him, kissing and touching him everywhere except where he wanted it most. She loved the sinful noises he made and the way his muscles flexed with restraint.
When she licked closer to his cock, her cheek brushing along the length of it, he gritted his teeth. “Jesus, baby. You’re killing me.”
“We wouldn’t want that.” She fisted his hard length, dragging her tongue from base to tip and over and around the broad head, savoring the feel and taste of him, earning one needful moan after another. His eyes remained trained on her, chin low, jaw clenched so tight it had to hurt. She squeezed her thighs together to stave off her own neediness as he slid lower against the door, to the perfect height for her to take him in deep. His eyes flamed as she stroked and sucked, desire blazing between them. He reached for her head but stopped himself, clutching her shoulders instead, letting her set the pace.
“God, you fucking own me, baby.”
She quickened her efforts, squeezing tighter, sucking harder, feeling his thighs flex. His hips thrust harder and faster, his body shaking with restraint. She wanted to feel his power, his possession, and moved his hand to her hair. He grabbed hold, but even ravaged by desire, he was still taking care of her. Those dark-as-night eyes sought her approval. With that in her heart, she nodded and loved him with everything she had, until his hips bucked so hard, he lost all control, gritting out her name as he came. She stayed with him, his body jerking through the aftershocks, until his hands slid from her hair to her jaw, massaging it as she released his cock.
His eyes pooled with emotions as he lifted her to her feet, and she said, “Happy birthday.”
He kissed her, slow and sweet, and touched his forehead to hers. “I’ve never come so hard in my life.”
“I’ve never sucked so hard in my life.”
They both laughed softly, and their mouths came together in a kiss so divine, she never wanted it to end. His hand slid down her back, and he cupped her butt with one hand, pushing his other hand between them and zeroing in on that spot that had her going up on her toes. In one swift move, he turned them, pinning her against the door, and dropped to his knees, feasting on her like a ravenous beast. She grabbed his hair, already so close to the edge, her vision blurred. He was a master with his mouth, and it didn’t take long before she was crashing into her own release and crying out his name.
He stayed with her, every slick of his tongue sending prickles of heat along her oversensitive flesh. When she finally came down from the peak, he rose to his feet, taking her in a deep, penetrating kiss, her body still riddled with sensations.
He drew back, his eyes on fire. “You still with me, sweetheart?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Ever been fucked in the moonlight?”
Holy cow. Hello, second wind.“No. Have you?”
“Not yet.” He lifted her, guiding her legs around his waist as he carried her out the patio doors. The cool air brought goose bumps despite their body heat. “Kiss me hard.”
Damn, he knew how to use his words.
She crushed her mouth to his, their tongues tangling as he carried her into the pool and their bodies slipping and sliding in the heated water. They kissed and groped as he carried her deeper. The buoyancy brought curiosity, and Jordan wanted to explore. She broke away and swam to the side of the pool, holding on with one hand and crooking a finger at Jax, beckoning him to her.
He swam underwater, clutching her hips as he came up behind her, his chest brushing her back and his cock pressing against her entrance. “I want the world to hear you cry out my name so they know you’re mine.”
Her body ignited. “I had no idea I liked to be talked to that way. What does that say about me?”
“It says you want to be mine.” He drove into her in one hard thrust, and they both cried out.
“Again,” she pleaded.
His hips shot forward, sending pleasure rippling through her, and they found a savage rhythm that had them moaning, pleading, and cursing as pleasure torched through them. She knew she’d hear those erotic sounds in her dreams. She clung to the side of the pool, her body quaking as Jax gathered her in his arms, his heartbeat thundering against her back. He kissed her shoulder, murmuring, “I can’t get enough of you.”
He turned her in his arms, and as his loving eyes came into focus, he said, “Stay with me tonight,” and for the first time since she’d lost her family, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she was exactly where she was meant to be.
