Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 84294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“I have an idea,” I tell him. “A really stupid idea.”
I lead him toward the break in the fence between our two properties before he starts to grow wary. “Are you going to explain this idea anytime soon?”
I turn back to him and give him a charming smile, which I know he sees right through for the mischief it is. “I’m getting all our old shit back,” I explain.
“You mean, you’re breaking into my parent’s house?” he clarifies.
“Eh,” I shrug, “tomato, tomahto. Are you in?”
A grin spreads wide over his face as a twinkle appears in his eyes. “Hell, yeah.”
Before he has finished his sentence, I grab him by the hand and rush through the hole in the fence. We run around the perimeter of the property, trying to keep in the shadows of the trees, then pass the pool house and sneak in between the two buildings before heading for the back door.
I mean, we don’t have to break in. I’m sure we could simply knock on the door and walk right in, but with the way things are between Jax and his parents, it would just be easier to avoid them altogether. Besides, this way seems a lot more exciting.
Jax bends down and lifts up an old plant pot and, sure enough, he comes back up with a key and a wicked grin. “Bingo.”
He unlocks the back door to his family’s estate, and we sneak in as quietly as possible. Though with us both as drunk as skunks, I’m pretty sure we’re heard all over the house, but here’s to hoping.
Jax roams around the house acting like some kind of assassin, and I have to bite down on my lip to keep from laughing too loudly. We head up two flights of stairs until we come to the level with his room. We tiptoe across the landing and down the hallway, just in case his parents are close, and push open his bedroom door.
He walks into the room and looks around as if he has never seen the place. I gently close the door behind me and watch him with hooded eyes. He turns around, catching my gaze, and stills as he watches the way I reach up and gently pinch the thin strap of my silver gown, letting it fall down my shoulder.
After slipping the strap off my other arm, I let my gown drop to the floor before stepping out of the material, leaving me in nothing but a pair of panties and my high heels. Hunger flares in his eyes as I stride toward him, and he looks at me like a starved man, ready to devour every inch of me.
Moving into him, he takes my waist as I reach up and grasp the tie at his neck before gently loosening it. Jax allows me to slip the tie over his head, licking his lips in anticipation as those blue eyes flame with need. Turning him around, I tie his wrists behind his back, and once I’m satisfied that he won’t be able to get free, I lead him to the armchair and push him down onto it.
Neither of us says a word as the sexual tension grows between us, and I turn my back on him and flick my heated gaze over my shoulder, causing butterflies to swarm through my stomach. I suck in a breath and watch the way his gaze sails over my body as I slip my thumbs into the waistband of my panties.
Ever so slowly I drag them down my thighs, bending until I reach my ankles and showing him absolutely everything I’ve got on offer. Jax groans, adjusting himself in the armchair as his cock strains against his pants. I straighten back up before stepping out of my panties and turning back to face him.
Intense hunger slams through my chest, and I’m already wet for him, but I’m not nearly done teasing him yet. I stride back toward him and that hungry stare comes back to mine, full of need. My knee comes down beside his strong thigh on the armchair, and I pull myself up until I’m straddling him, and after letting out the softest groan, I start to dance for him.
Feeling his long, thick cock through his pants, I grind down against him as I grab his shirt and tear it open, listening to the buttons as they hit the floor. Slipping my hands inside, feeling his warm skin beneath my palms, I push his shirt back over his shoulders and chest.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. He’s fucking gorgeous. So sculpted and defined, his body fitting perfectly into mine.
Jax groans as my hands begin roaming over his body and I drop my face to his, capturing his lips in a deep kiss before reluctantly pulling back and sliding off his lap. Holding his stare, I latch onto his belt buckle and quickly undo it before whipping it off and dropping to my knees.