Page 68 of Edge of Desperation
Here goes nothing.
Taking a deep breath, I slowly unbutton my top and let it slide down my arms to reveal my lavender lace bra.
“A-a-are you sure?” Jaxson chokes.
I hesitate for only a moment. “I don’t know, but I want to try.”
Jaxson grips my neck and crashes his lips to mine. His tongue demands entry, and I gladly oblige. He stands abruptly, and I wrap my legs around his waist. Lykos jumps off the couch and begins to follow us so we pull apart long enough to yell at the dog tostayas Jaxson carries me into his bedroom and kicks his door shut.
He lays me gently on the bed. “We go as slow as you want. You say the word, and we stop, okay?” I nod my agreement. “Need the words, babe,” he coaxes.
“I’ll tell you if I can’t handle it, promise.”
“You’re in charge,” he reminds me. “Clothes off or on?”
“Off,” I say breathlessly.
He reaches behind his back and tugs his shirt off in one swift movement, revealing a rock-hard six-pack. Next, he unbuckles his belt and whips it out of the loops like they do in the steamy romance books Willow loves to shove in my face. Jaxson with his clothes on is sexy, but Jaxson practically naked is sinfully so.
Leaving his boxer briefs on, he crawls toward me. My heart hammers in my chest the closer he gets. Goosebumps break out over my body, and my skin tingles with anticipation.
He lays above me, holding his weight with his forearms in a plank, leaving a trail of kisses from my mouth to behind my ear and down my neck. I moan and reach to pull him closer. He slides an arm under my back and flips us over so I’m on top.
“Your show, baby.” He winks.
My heart melts at his consideration as I let my fingers explore his pecs. I place featherlight kisses along his jawline, down his neck to his chest. I drag my nails across his stomach, stopping at the band of his boxers. He raises his eyebrow in question, and I tug gently while he lifts his hips off the bed, allowing me to remove them.
I swallow hard when I see Jaxson’s size. He’s long and thick. I’m nervous about having a panic attack, but my desire for Jaxson wins out. Dipping my head and licking his cock from base to tip, I entice a moan from him. I swirl my tongue around the head before gently sucking it into my mouth and flicking my tongue over his slit. I repeat the movements, gradually pulling him partway into my warm mouth. His hands twist my hair, and I immediately stiffen under his hold.
You’re okay. You’re safe. It’s only Jaxson.
He lets go immediately and grips the sheets. I continue my ministrations until I feel his legs lock up.
“Baby, you have to stop or I’m go?—”
I know I’m not ready for that, so I release his cock from my mouth with a pop and wrap my fingers around him firmly, stroking fast. He comes with a grunt, erupting all over my hand.
In a lightning-fast move, he flips me onto my back.
“Can I taste you?” he asks.
“Yes,” I squeak.
He slams his mouth to mine, and our tongues duel for dominance. He nips and sucks his way down to my breasts.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he mumbles as he reaches behind me, unclasping my bra. Jaxson slides the cups out of his way and nibbles on my soft flesh until my nipples are hard peaks.
I arch my back, forcing myself further into his mouth. “Jaxson, please,” I beg.
He releases me. “Do you need more, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Your wish is my command.”
He kisses his way between the valley of my breasts and down my stomach before stopping at the waist of my yoga pants. He raises his brows in a silent question, and I tip my chin before he peels them and my panties off.
Suddenly unsure, I cover myself. Jaxson doesn’t comment or make any attempt to move my hands. He kisses them and around my thighs, until I let my arms fall to my side. He massages my feet and legs, and my muscles slowly relax. I close my eyes and let his touch comfort me. He nudges my legs apart, and his breath tickles my inner thighs. With the first swipe of his tongue, I bolt upright.
