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Do I?

I nod. Realising he’s one of the only people outside my direct family I do trust.

He lifts his chin, his eyes locked on mine.

“Take off your robe.”

I open my mouth, but close it instantly at his raised eyebrow.

“If you don’t want to do this, we can go to sleep.”

“I do,” I say, quickly.

Oh, how I do!

I can already feel how wet and ready my body has made itself.

I reach for my belt, untying it and pushing the material off my shoulders.

Jax sits down on the chair in the corner.

“Show me your breasts.”

My eyes lock on Jax as I lower it slowly, sliding the material down my body, until it lies in a pool at my feet.

A dark flush appears along Jax’s cheekbones, and his tongue snakes out, moistening his lips.

His eyes drop. The cold air puckers my nipples instantly, and Jax sucks in a breath.

My stomach contracts hard at the sound, and I bite the inside of my mouth to prevent myself from moaning.

I stand before him, enjoying the feel of his gaze raking over me.

My fingers go to the band of my panties, and I shimmy them down my legs. They are already wet, and I know he’ll be able to see the evidence of my arousal, but I don’t care. I’m throbbing, pulsing with the need to be filled.

“Lie on the bed and spread your legs.”

I turn my back on the object of my desire and move towards the enormous bed in the centre of the room. I stop at the edge, my heart racing. I place a knee on the mattress and take a deep breath as I crawl up the mattress, my arse in the air, my pussy exposed to Jax’s gaze.

Hands clasp my ankles, and I stop.

“Drop your chest to the mattress. Arse in the air.”

I do as I’m told. I’m naked and exposed, and so turned on I could cry.

“Time to forget everything but me,” he says.

I bite down on my arm to stop myself from crying out as Jax’s mouth locks onto my pussy.

He sucks my clit, before moving higher to my opening. His tongue pierces my entrance as his thumb continues to work its magic on my clit.

He’s relentless. I spread my legs wider, my hips undulating under the onslaught.

He smacks my arse cheek when I pull away, the intensity almost too much.

This is a different Jax, this one is dominant, controlling, and I love it.

My body tightens, readying itself for the earth-shattering orgasm I can feel building.