Page 84 of Then Came Love
A LITTLE WHILE later they were in the theater, but while Jordan sat on the edge of her seat, mesmerized by the performance, Jax couldn’t take his eyes off her.
She leaned closer, eyes on the stage, whispering, “This is incredible.”
“Mm-hm.”
She glanced at him, and her brow furrowed. “You’re not even watching the show, are you?”
He slid his hand to the nape of her neck, pulling her closer. “Baby, you’re all the wickedness I need.” Her sexy grin brought his lips to hers.
When the musical was over, she was one of the first to her feet, applauding and looking stunningly beautiful. When they made their way out of the theater, he took her hand and headed around to the back door.
“Where are we going?”
“To meet the actors and have them sign your playbook.”
“We can do that?” She quickened her step just as raindrops began to fall, and they joined a crowd by the stage door. She grinned up at the sky, turning her rain-streaked face toward him. “I love the rain. I don’t know why, but it makes me happy.”
“You make me happy, baby.” He gathered her in his arms, and as he kissed her, the sprinkle turned to a downpour. They came away laughing. “The cast may not stick around to sign autographs in this.”
As the rain pummeled them, she said, “I don’t need autographs. I just want you.”
They ran out to hail a cab, kissing and laughing, and when they finally climbed into one, they were drenched. Jax put his arm around her, holding her close. “Now’s your chance to make out in a car.”
Her eyes widened, and she stole a glance at the driver. Then her gorgeous eyes narrowed seductively, and a vixenish grin slid into place. She straddled his lap, and their mouths crashed together. Jax’s fingers dove into her wet hair as she rocked and gyrated, making him hard as stone. He pushed his hands up her thighs, beneath her dress, grabbing her ass with one hand and using his other thumb to tease her through her panties into a needy, greedy frenzy. He slipped his thumb beneath the thin, damp material, touching her where she needed it most.
She broke their kiss, her head dipping beside his as she whispered, “Jax.”
“You have about three minutes before we’re at the hotel. I want to feel you come before we leave this cab. Give me your mouth, baby. Now.”
She didn’t hesitate, and he quickened his efforts, masterfully massaging her clit as they feasted on each other’s mouths. Her body tensed, and he grabbed her hair with his other hand, keeping their mouths fused, swallowing her sexy sounds as she came and pushing his fingers inside her to feel the clench and pulse of her tight heat. When their lips parted, he growled in her ear, “You are so damn sexy. I cannot wait to make all your dirtiest fantasies come true.”
She climbed off him as the cab pulled over to the curb, and she kept her face down as they headed into the hotel and made their way to the elevator. When the doors closed behind them, he moved in front of her. She was so fucking beautiful and sweet, he could barely stand it. He wanted to protect her, love her, and fuck her in equal measure.
He moved her wet hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear, caressing her cheek. “You’re mine and I’m yours. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“I’ve never done that before.”
“I know, but it was on your naughty bucket list.” He brushed his lips over hers, running his hand up her thigh. “I like doing new things with you, but if it’s too much, just tell me.”
“It’s not. I like doing new things with you, too, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be embarrassed.”
“Then how about checking something off my bucket list?” The elevator doors opened to their penthouse suite.
“What do you want to do?”
“I’ll show you.” He took her hand, leading her through the suite and onto the balcony, the lights of the city sparkling beneath them.
She put a hand on the railing. “Even with the rain, this view is amazing.”
“Mm-hm.”He turned her back to the railing and pressed his body to hers, kissing her shoulder as he reached beneath her dress, hooking his fingers into the hips of her panties. “Time for these to come off.” He stripped them down her legs, and as she stepped out of them, he guided her other hand to the railing. “Hold on tight, sweetheart.”
As he dropped to his knees, she said, “Out here?”
“Penthouse, baby. Nobody can see us.” He buried his face between her legs and she arched and moaned, making his cock throb. Her sexy sounds carried into the night as she shattered against his mouth. He pushed to his feet and shoved his pants down to his ankles, lifting her into his arms and turning them so her back was against the glass door. Their mouths collided, lightning scorching through him as he pounded into her, their moans and pleas getting louder as their passion mounted. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, sending exquisite pain and pleasure tearing through him.
Her head fell back. “Jax,” she pleaded.
“That’s it, baby. Let go for us.”
He pumped faster, harder, and sealed his teeth over her neck, sucking until she cried out. Desire stacked up inside him, throbbing and pounding. Heat seared down his spine, and an explosion of sensations engulfed him. Sinful sounds flew from their lips, their bodies bucking and pulsing, until they had nothing left to give. Jordan went boneless in his arms, her breath hitting his cheek in desperate puffs.
“God, baby” was all he could manage, euphoria clouding his ability to string words together.
“I like your list,” she panted out.
He laughed softly and kissed her again, both of them smiling. The rain curtained the balcony as he held her until their breathing calmed, and then he held her longer, not wanting to separate.
When he finally put her down, he helped her smooth her dress and picked up her panties before taking care of himself. He gathered her in his arms again, and as he lowered his mouth to hers, his phone vibrated several times in fast succession, and he uttered a curse.
“You’d better get that. It might be important.”
He pulled it out and saw several texts from Jillian. “It’s Jilly.” He opened and read them. Have you seen this? She’d sent a picture of a leading gossip website with the headline WILLBRIDALGOWNDESIGNERJAXBRADENBEMAKINGHISOWNBRIDE’SGOWNSOON? above a picture of Jax and Jordan kissing onstage at the festival, though her face was hidden by his hands and their kiss. Jilly had also sent a picture of a Google search of his name, showing several similar headlines.
“What is it?”
He showed her the texts.
