Page 73 of His Secret Obsession
Then my legs wrap around his waist, and my fingers pull against his belt buckle. I whimper when his hands slap mine away, one hand taking my wrists captive and pinning them to the wall above me. Heat pools in my core, my hips writhing.
“You can do better than that.” His grin is wicked as his free hand slips beneath the waistband of my leggings. I gasp when he cups my pussy, his middle finger lightly grazing over the silk material of my panties. “Already so fucking soaked for me. A few pumps and you’d be coming around my cock, wouldn’t you?”
“Jax,” I moan. I’ll do anything,anythingfor just a hint of friction.
He cocks an eyebrow, his finger brushing against my clit in a feather-like touch that only stokes my need higher. I jerk against the heat zapping along my nerves.
“Say please.”
“Please…please.”
Jax groans before taking my mouth in a brutal, swift kiss. Then his hands release mine and yank my leggings down to my knees. My panties are pushed down with them, leaving nothing between him and my wet pussy. Then his thumb returns to my clit, circling it as my hips buck against him.
“Do you know what that word does to me?” he asks, a rumble of a growl slipping out.
I shake my head, crying out when his finger slips inside me.
“It makes me fucking weak. Every time you say please, I want to get on my damn knees and give you everything.” His fingers pump in and out, curling to hit my G-spot. His words hit me like a lightning bolt, a rush of heat curling inside my lower belly.
“Oh God, Jax.”
“Take my cock out and put it inside you.”
At his command, my eager hands latch onto his belt buckle. Within seconds, I’m yanking his belt out of the loops and pulling the zipper down. His forehead presses to mine, his gaze sliding down to watch my movements as his fingers continue their rhythmic pumping inside me. When I’ve freed his cock, I give it a few experimental strokes. I make sure to tease the underside of his sensitive head.
He groans, pulling his fingers out of me when I guide his cockhead to my entrance. I don’t ease into it or give myself time to adjust before I’m sliding him in all the way to the hilt in one swift motion. His mouth parts, his face getting that faraway look, like he’s trapped in a haze of pleasure. The heady sensation of being stretched and filled steals my breath. It momentarily knocks the air out of my lungs, making me gasp as my head thuds against the wall.
He pulls almost all the way out and then slams back inside me. I cry out his name, our bodies slapping together as he fucks me into the wall.
“Look how well you take me.”
I whimper, looking down and admiring the way I stretch around his cock. His hips pull back, each thrust a little harder than the one before. We go silent, each of us chasing our pleasure as the sound of our panting moans mingle together. His thumb finds my clit, stroking me. The pressure builds until I’m on the precipice, my nails scraping down his back.
This. I want this for the rest of my life.
That thought pushes me over the edge, a mewling cry spilling from my lips as my climax reaches its peak. I squeeze around his cock, my muscles gripping him. As soon as my body begins relaxing, the aftershocks still rolling through me, his own thrusts become erratic. He spills inside me, his face buried in my neck as his body shudders.
He holds me like that, my hands clutching his shoulders like I’m afraid to let go. Our bodies cool, our breathing returning to normal before he finally looks at me with a hesitant expression.
“Maddie, I—”
The door slams open, my heart trying to crawl out of my throat as I squeak. Jax curses, his head snapping towards the intrusion.
“What. The. Fuck.”
Time slows down, my head spinning as I stare at Luke. He stands in the doorway, a mixture of shock and anger crossing his face. Jax slides out of me, his face pale as he guides me to my feet and yanks my leggings up over my hips before tucking himself back into his jeans. Luke watches, his teeth grinding and his face reddening. Jax whirls around, standing in front of me in a protective stance.
“Let me explain,” he says, holding up a hand.
Luke crosses his arms, remaining rooted in his spot within the doorway, not seeming to care about the cold air sweeping inside. “Explain what? That you’re fucking my girlfriend?”
Jax winces. I place my hand on his shoulder, stepping around him and glaring at Luke. “That’s not fair. I’m not your girlfriend, and I haven’t been for a while.”
“Yeah.” He laughs, a dark and bitter sound. “I mess up and kiss a girl I don’t even knowonce, and you refuse to talk to me. But you spread your legs for my own brother, and you expect me to forgivethat?”
“Do not speak to her like that.” Jax barrels forward, his lips curled in an angry snarl as he crowds Luke’s space. “You want someone to be mad at? Take it out on me. I messed up; I should have never touched her, and I’m sorry. But I will not have you acting like a little disrespectful shit to her.”
My heart thuds as my gaze darts back and forth between the two Parker brothers. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe this kind of betrayal between two brothers runs too deep to be repaired.
