She tilts her head up, slowly, eyes wide and glassy.
And then she kisses me.
It starts soft. Sweet.
But it deepens quickly, like everything we finally said today is pouring out between us.
And by the time we pull apart, breathless and dazed, her hands are in my hair and my fingers are gently circling the place where her ass meets her legs.
We sit on the hood of my car until the stars come out. We talk about nothing. About everything. Our fingers stay entwined, but we never once talk about what this is.
Chapter forty
Izzy
“Yourplaceormine?”I ask in my best sultry voice when my butt starts to go numb from sitting on the hood of his rental car for too long.
The dark vehicle that followed us earlier is parked at the turnoff from the road, the security team clearly trying to balance giving us our privacy without actually leaving their client in the middle of nowhere.
Jaxon’s laugh is loud, a deep rumbling chuckle that takes up residence in the depths of my chest.
He kisses my forehead. “Is that the best pickup line you’ve got?”
“It’s working, isn’t it?” I say, tugging him toward the car.
“I’m not sure if that’s a sign of how good the line is, or how sexy you are.”
I wink playfully. “Definitely the line, then.”
The ride back is…dangerous. Turns out, Jaxon’s pretty good at keeping his attention on the road, even when I’m halfway in hisseat, my lips and tongue exploring every inch of exposed skin on the right side of his body. My hand may or may not wander to a spot a little more central and a lot harder.
I feel like I’m back in high school, driving country roads with my first boyfriend. Giddy over every touch. Not sure what I’m doing but sure as hell enjoying the ride.
Even though we’ve fooled around a bit, it’s always been about me. There is nothing about this that feels fake or one-sided. Jax is gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles are white, and I can’t help but get a heady rush from the power I feel at making him lose control.
As we pull into my driveway, I shift back into my seat, trailing my finger along the stiff, hard length of him through his jeans before fully removing my hand to unbuckle the seat belt that is so loose it can’t actually be keeping me safe.
Turns out, safety first only applies when kissing Jaxon isn’t an option.
I open the door, stepping out into the cool night air that feels almost icy against my overheated skin. Jax gets out too, standing behind me, his warmth wrapping around me like a blanket. “Come on,” I whisper, leading him up to my bedroom before locking the door and pushing him toward the bed.
He falls back, laughing again. “God, you’re amazing,” he says, tracking me as I walk slowly toward him.
“No coaching tonight,” I breathe out, crawling beside him and slowly unbuttoning his shirt, savoring the sound of buttons popping off to reveal more of his tanned skin beneath. My eyes travel down to his chest as I trace my fingers along his muscles, feeling their tension beneath my fingertips.
“Just us…being normal,” I murmur, leaning in to press a soft kiss against his collarbone. The rush of endorphins that surges through my system is intoxicating as I trail more kisses down hischest, over the flat plane of his stomach, and further down still until I reach the waistband of his jeans.
“You smell so good,” I admit.
A low groan escapes Jaxon as I finally slide his jeans over his hips and push them down his muscular thighs, releasing his hardness from its confines. He watches me hungrily as I take him in my hand. Fuck, I knew he was huge after the shower, but knowing and anticipating the brutal sensations of the experience are two very different things.
His hand tangles in my hair as he gasps out another moan while I tease him. Slowly, I lower my mouth so I can lick the head of his cock.
It's almost painful how incredible it feels when his body tenses at the contact.
“You're going to make it so I can’t last,” he warns me in a thick voice.
I smile around him and take him deeper into my mouth. He tastes salty and sweet; the flavor of his skin mixed with his arousal. His hands grip my hair tightly, guiding me up and down his shaft as I slowly start to bob my head. I wrap my lips around him, using my tongue to swirl around the sensitive ridge just below the head.
