My thumb brushed just under her eye, catching the tear that had fallen earlier.
“I'vebeenin love with you, trouble.You walk into a room and everything disappears.All I see is you, all Iwantis you.Even when you piss me off, all I can think about is you.And yeah,” I added, a small, almost incredulous huff leaving me, “it’s messy, but nothing about love is clean and simple.”
Her lips parted slightly, and I bent to kiss her softly before pressing my forehead to hers.
“I'm not… easy to love.”
“Whoever told you that was bullshitting you, trouble, because loving you has become easier than breathing to me.”
Her breathing hitched and I felt her fingers tighten on my shirt.Moving my hand from the door, I grabbed her fingers and pressed them flat against my rapidly beating heart.
“You own me, Savannah.This right here is yours.And if anyone knows what you're going through, it's me.I had to work through my abandonment issues through therapy—thanks to Benji.”
“Yeah, I remember.”
Our intertwined hands stayed across my chest and her thumb brushed lightly against it, her gaze locking in place for a moment.My own thumb was brushing against her cheek, loving how at ease I felt with her in my arms.And when she slowly tipped her head up, I knew she felt the same.
“Say it again.”
That earned the faintest hint of a smile from her.“Say what?”
I rolled my eyes but couldn't stop the smile from stretching across my lips.Her hand slid up my chest and around my neck, pulling me closer.
“I love you,” she whispered just a breath from my lips.
A pleasant shudder ran through me, and my hands shifted to grip her hips, pinning her to the door.My nose brushed against hers before I kissed her.
“Good.”A gentle peck to her lips.“Because I am going to”—a kiss to her cheek—“take off your clothes”—a kiss to the crook of her neck—“bring you to my bed”—I tugged at her sweater to kiss her bare shoulder—“and show you just how much I love you.”
“Jaxon,” she whimpered, and I smirked against her skin.
“Mhm, then when we're done,” I continued, moving my lips across the swell of her breasts, “I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk tomorrow morning.”
Then I crashed my lips to hers.
30 | Lift Your Hips For Me Love
Jaxon
Heatcoursedthroughmethe second my lips touched hers.The kiss was slow and sensual, her lips so damn soft it was almost like kissing cotton candy.And damn it if I didn't have a sweet tooth.My heart was trying to tear from my chest, its rapid beating like a drum under my ribs.Her fingernails scratched on the back of my neck, making me groan as I trapped her against the front door.
And all bets were off the second she bit on my bottom lip and tugged.
Fuck, I love when she does that.
Suddenly, the kiss turned frantic and feverish, both of us lost in the heart of the flames.My fingers dug into her waist and I lifted her, loving how she instantly wrapped her legs around my waist.I was already rocking a semi just from kissing her, and it was pressed against her core.She pushed against me, trying to leverage some control—and I would give it to her… eventually.For now, I just wanted her to enjoy the moment.
A muffled moan sounded when my fingers trailed underneath her wet sweater.God, that sound.She could’ve had anything she wanted with that sound.Fuck, maybe she was in control after all.Just one sound and I was ready to drop to my knees for her.She was a siren calling out to me, and I was a lost boy slowly drifting away at sea.
She rolled her hips against mine and a desperate groan left my lips as I matched every grind.I held her tight as I did it again, and again, and fuck—she was driving me insane.
“Trouble,” I mumbled against her lips before trailing down to her neck.
“I can't believe I missed that stupid nickname,” she mumbled back, and I chuckled against her skin.
My trouble.
“So you admit you're trouble.”
