Afterburn (Afterburn & Aftershock #1)(18)
Author: Sylvia Day

One hand at a time, he linked his fingers with mine and pulled my arms over my head. Rolling his hips, he stroked deep on the inside, rubbing me perfectly on the outside. For all his impatience to get at me, once he was there, he took his time.

His lips touched my ear and he whispered, “Give it to me, baby. Let me feel you.”

Rocking upward, I wrapped my legs around him and took it, climaxing with a low pained moan, shivering with pleasure as my sex clenched in desperate ripples around him.

“That’s it,” he coaxed hoarsely, beginning to move. “Ah, Jesus, you feel amazing.”

I held on, his measured drives keeping me hot and wanting. My core tightened, reaching again.

“You’re so hard,” I whispered, loving the feel of him, the smooth slick glide.

“It’s you.” He kissed me, his hands tightening on mine as his hips lunged again and again, taking me with long, deep plunges. “Gia, baby…you’re making me come.”

His pace quickened, then he tensed, his head thrown back as the orgasm hit him. I watched, awed, as shudders racked his powerful frame. He groaned my name, his eyes squeezed shut, his neck straining as he came with such intensity it brought me off again.

Turning my head, I sank my teeth into his forearm, muffling my cries as the hunger sharpened painfully, then receded into a hot, sweet ache.

“Gia.” He clutched me firmly, nuzzling his sweat-slickened face against mine.

Wrapped in him, filled with him, I released my bite and pressed my lips to the mark. Wishing it was possible to so easily brand him as mine.

Chapter 7

JAX ROLLED TO his back beside me and groaned. “I can’t feel my legs.”

I laughed, knowing just how he felt. I was tingling all over, as if my entire body was reawakening after a long hibernation.

Which was sadly true.

He turned his head toward me. I looked at him.

“Hey,” he said, reaching for my hand and lifting it to his mouth for a kiss.

“Hi.” I studied him, seeing that soft warmth in his eyes I’d missed so much.

“I’m sorry we didn’t make it to the bedroom.”

“S’okay.” I smiled. “I’m not complaining.”

“I’ll get you there as soon as I can walk.”

“Getting old, Rutledge?” I teased, knowing that at twenty-nine, he was in his prime.

He looked at the raised ceiling with its pretty moldings. “Out of practice.”

“Yeah, right.” I threw my arm over my face, hiding my reaction. I couldn’t think about him with other women. It made me crazy. “I read the papers, you know.”

“Escorting a woman somewhere and fucking her are two different things.” He leaned over me. Catching my wrist, he pulled my arm above my head and exposed my face. “But it feels good to know you’ve been keeping tabs.”

“I wasn’t.”

Jax flashed his dimple at me. “Okay.”

He rose up to his knees and sank back on his heels, removing the condom. His movements were easy and unaffected, but the sight of his half-hard cock glistening with semen made my mouth water.

I pushed up onto my elbows and licked my lips. “Come here.”

He responded instantly, his cock stiffening and lengthening. “Jesus, Gia.”

I moved toward him.

“Shower,” he said hoarsely, pushing unsteadily to his feet, then holding out his hand to me. “I’ll taste like rubber without one.”

“I don’t care.”

“I do.” He pulled me up. “Once I slide into your mouth, I’m staying there awhile.”

I looked at him, taking him in, finding him so damned sexy standing there—tall and bare chested, his jeans open and shoved down, his cock exposed and curving upward toward his navel. I’d never seen anything so blatantly masculine and erotic.

This was the Jax I knew. And loved so much.

“Look at you,” he murmured, his thumb brushing over my swollen lower lip. “You’re so fucking sexy. So soft and beautiful.”

“Right.” My mouth curved as I checked myself out. My jeans and torn panties clung to one leg and my shirt was shoved up over my breasts. No doubt my hair was a mess. “Spoken like a man who just had an orgasm and wants another.”

“Don’t.” He caught my chin, tilting my head up. “You can’t ask me to give you everything I’ve got, then take it lightly. It’s not fair.”

“No,” I agreed. “It isn’t, is it?”

From the tightening of his jaw, I knew he got the message—he’d taken me lightly…then left me behind.

Crouching, he held my jeans down so I could pull my leg free. Then he caught my hand and led me around the wrought-iron-and-glass coffee table.

We crossed the taupe carpet to enter a bedroom boasting a king-size bed with a dark wood headboard matching the desk and armoire also in the room. There was a seating area by a window that stretched up to the high ceiling, and the entry into the bathroom was a beautifully simple archway.

I tried not to show how astonished I was when Jax flipped the light on, but was glad he didn’t look at me because I was pretty sure I failed. The room was huge, with a shower that could accommodate three people and a separate sunken tub with jets. A television was embedded in the wall and the dual-sink vanity resembled the heavy wooden furniture in the bedroom.

I had to ask. “Did you book this room thinking you’d get me to come here?”

“I hoped.” Jax let me go to turn on the shower. I whistled, impressed by the giant showerhead embedded in the ceiling, which sprayed water straight down like a waterfall.

He faced me with a smile that dazzled me. “Can I finish unwrapping you?”

A sharp ache spread through me. Gia, baby, you’re my present to myself after a long, hard day. One of the many things he’d said to me back in Vegas that had made me love him.

I wondered suddenly if that was just who Jax was and the way he talked to whatever woman was with him at the time. Maybe he hadn’t a clue about how sweet nothings like that could turn a girl inside out. Or maybe he did. The thought depressed me.

“Hey.” He caught my chin, tilting my head back. “Don’t check out on me now. I’m here. I’m in this.”

“For how long? The weekend?” I backed away, some niggling sense of self-preservation warning me to get out while I was ahead. “I can’t do this, Jax.”

His jaw tightened. “Gia…”

I turned and hurried through the bedroom to get my clothes.