“Spread your legs farther, baby.” Jaxon pushed against first one and then the other with his thigh. Through her dainty lace panties, her moisture seeped into his jeans.
With one hand, Jaxon grasped the corner of sexy white lace and yanked.
Brianna gasped.
“I’ll buy you another pair,” he mumbled. “Can’t wait. Need you. Now.”
When Brianna lowered her hands to reach for his zipper, Jaxon bucked away from her touch. If she so much as grazed a finger over his cock right now he would come before he entered her. And he badly needed the warm tightness of her pussy surrounding his dick.
In an instant, he grabbed both her hands, wrapped her wrists in one of his palms and reached to hold them over her head.
With his free hand, he jerked the zipper down on his jeans. His cock sprang forth, the release a welcome feeling. In record speed, he shimmied his jeans down enough to fully free his erection. The offending denim fell to the floor. His feet were trapped with his boots still on and his jeans now around his ankles, but he didn’t need that part of his body.
Jaxon let his gaze wander up Brianna’s body until he stared into her eyes. He wished they didn’t each have a shirt on, but he couldn’t take the time to do anything about that minor impediment.
In one graceful swoop, Jaxon released the grip on his mate’s wrists, grasped her firmly around the middle, lifted her several inches off the ground and then settled her on his cock until she was completely impaled.
Brianna screamed in shock, loud enough to wake the neighbors. She wrapped her legs around him, hugging him against her.
Holding that position for a moment, Jaxon hoped to rein in his arousal enough to enjoy the sensation at least for a few thrusts. “Baby, you might want to lower your voice. The neighbors are going to call the cops.” His words were husky to his ear. Anything to get his mind off his cock for a few seconds.
Brianna squeezed her lips together and nodded.
Jaxon lifted her frame off his length as leisurely as he could stand and then settled her back down on him.
She moaned. Her head rolled against the wall. Her pupils disappeared up into her head.
Gritting his teeth, Jaxon finally let go. He thrust into his mate with abandon several times. He wasn’t going to last. “Come for me, Bri, baby.”
Brianna bucked her hips toward him.
“That’s it, baby. Rub your clit against me. Use the base of my cock to make yourself come.”
Brianna arched her back and ground herself against him. He watched her face, not lifting her off his cock again. Wanting her to come before he did. One more thrust and he would be done for.
“Bri, look at me,” he demanded.
The slits in her glazed eyes widened and she tipped her head down to meet his gaze.
“Come. Now.”
His mate clamped down on his cock with her pussy as she let her lips fall open and screamed, “Jaxon.”
Jaxon lifted one hand to clamp it over her mouth. Her eyes widened. She had no idea how loud she was when she orgasmed. He loved it, but the neighbors really were going to get suspicious if she kept it up.
He didn’t need that arm anyway. There was no need to lift her off him again. The pulsing of her pussy around his cock sent him careening over the cliff with her, and he shot his come deep inside her, reveling in the grip she had on his length.
Moments later, when he could finally breathe again, Jaxon released his grip on his mate’s mouth. “Sorry. You…”
Brianna blushed. “I don’t scream.”
Jaxon smiled and leaned his forehead against hers. When she let her gaze meet his once more, she smiled that mischievous tilt of her lips that told him she knew the lie when it left her lips.
“Think you can sleep now?” he asked.
“God, I hope so. I was so tired earlier. I just couldn’t…” Her voice trailed off and he didn’t force the issue.
He understood anyway. No need to make her feel embarrassed about her inability to resist him.
“Perhaps if I join you in your bed and hold you, you can rest?”
“Sounds perfect.” Brianna squirmed against him.
Jaxon bent his knees and lowered her to the ground. When he pulled out, he already missed her warmth.
Down, boy. Later. The woman needs rest.
Without a word, Jaxon tugged off his boots, stepped out of his jeans and pulled his T-shirt over his head.
Brianna didn’t move, as though the show were mesmerizing.
He left his clothing right where it fell and reached for his mate. During a long languid kiss, he inched her tank up her body. When he broke the liplock, he tugged her shirt over her head. He wanted her naked body against his while he held her.
In a swift motion, Jaxon lifted his mate into his arms and carried her down the short hall to the bedroom. He eased her onto the bed and left her there while he headed for the bathroom. Moments later he returned with a warm washcloth in hand. Brianna stared at him, her eyes half-mast. She was already half asleep.
With great care, Jaxon wiped between her legs. She spread for him with little coaxing, her knees lying bent and open. God, he loved this woman.
Jaxon climbed in next to his mate, pulled her sexy body against his chest and tugged the blankets over them.
He brushed damp curls away from her face. Her hair had still been wet when she went to bed. “Sleep, baby. I’ll be right here.” He kissed her temple and relaxed against her, listening to her breathing as she succumbed to her exhaustion. Moments later, he went with her…
Chapter Thirteen
Brianna opened her eyes to total darkness. Thank God. She wasn’t finished sleeping by a long shot. She twisted in the sheets to snuggle in deeper, hoping she was still groggy enough to go right back to sleep. When she tried to turn over, she came up short. She smiled. Right. Jaxon. His arm was flung over her middle. And he wasn’t asleep either. His fingers grazed the bottom of her breast.
“Did I wake you?” he mocked.
She squirmed beneath his hand. “I’m up now.”
“Wanna play?” His infuriating hand didn’t stop rubbing her skin.
“Isn’t that what we do all the time?”
“Remember I told you I wanted to tie you up?”
She swallowed. “Uh huh.”
“I’m gonna do that now.” His hand moved. Fuck, the blankets disappeared too.
“Blindfold.” That word was spoken close to her face and his lips brushed hers as he tied something over her eyes.
His fingers skimmed down her arms and grabbed both hands to pull them over her head. “I’m glad you keep scarves so handy around here.”
Another pull proved her arms were now secured to the headboard. Damn slotted headboard.
“Don’t deny the effects, baby. I can smell your arousal increasing.” Jaxon leaned back and stopped touching her.
Now she had to endure the rustling on the bed next to her, holding her breath against whatever other weapons of assault he planned.
“Spread your legs, baby.” When she didn’t move fast enough, he added, “Wider. I want to see your pussy glistening with need.”
She did as he said, wishing for all the world he would simply fuck her senseless fast and hard like last night. Take the edge off. Somehow she knew that would not be the case.
Feather-light touches smoothed across her torso and up to her breasts. When whatever he was using grazed her nipples, she arched her back and moaned.
“Watch those noises, baby. It’s still early. The neighbors are really going to be concerned after hearing you scream in ecstasy last night. I don’t think they could take another round of that so soon.”
She didn’t think she could either. Though she wasn’t thinking about the screaming so much as the torture.
Goose bumps covered her body. Her nipples pebbled to hard points she didn’t need to see to ascertain.