JAX (The Beckett Boys #2) - Olivia Chase Page 0,38

more thoughtful than he gives himself credit for.

I nod.

He sits up. Starts to gather up the picnic materials.

I put a hand on his forearm. My pulse is beating so hard in my body that I’m sure he can feel it from the contact. It rushes in my ears. I’m suddenly nervous as hell, yet excited too. “No, right here.”

Jax turns to look at me, and the raw fire in his eyes is enough to leave me breathless. “Oh fuck, Brooklyn. I…” He sucks in a quick breath then takes my lips in a searing kiss. I can practically feel my panties melting off when his tongue plunges into my mouth. “And what if someone sees us, darling? Does that thought turn you on?”

His hand slides down to the apex of my thighs, and I groan, thrust under his expert fingers. “Yes,” I admit on a soft sigh. Yes, it does. I don’t know why, but I get aroused at the idea of doing sexual things in public. My pussy is tightly clenched, squeezing in anticipation of feeling that hard dick inside me.

“You’re a fucking dirty girl, aren’t you,” he murmurs against my lips. He pulls back then takes off my long-sleeved shirt, leaning back down to tug one breast from the bra cup and suckle the nipple.

Heat shoots straight to my pussy, and I give a little gasp. His teeth bite down on my nipple, then he licks it to soothe the sting. He unbuttons my jeans next, tugging them down my legs and tossing them into the grass beside us.

The air flows across my skin, cooling my heated flesh. I stroke the lean muscles of his body through his shirt. “Aren’t you going to get naked?”

His look is sheer wickedness. “Oh, not yet, darling. First I’m going to make you come.” He pulls my other breast out of the cup, leaving them exposed. My nipples get impossibly hard when he stares at them, then darts his tongue out to touch just the very tips. His hand goes back between my thighs and he strokes me through my panties. “Fuck, you’re so wet already. I’ve been fantasizing about licking this pussy again.”

I widen my legs so he can nestle himself between them. It’s so dirty, having me in just bra and panties and him fully clothed. Us outside where anyone could walk by and see what we’re doing.

His grin is demonic. “Maybe I can make you scream for me. That’s sure to draw a crowd.”

A mortified flush sweeps through me. “I…I don’t know—”

“You don’t know if I can?” He ducks down until his face is between my legs, and when he inhales, I shiver from the anticipation sweeping through me. “Challenge accepted, darling.”

Jax grips the thinnest parts of my panties over my hips and tugs hard; the fabric gives way from his roughness, ripping in half. It’s possibly the hottest thing I’ve ever had done to me in my life. He takes the part with the crotch and brings it to his mouth, licks the dampness, and I feel my heart stutter in response. He’s so dirty, it spikes my desire even more.

It’s wicked and erotic.

He sticks the ripped fabric in his jeans pocket and goes back down to my clit, then gives one long, decadent swipe.

“Oh, God!” I cry out.

“Good, but not loud enough.” Jax thrusts his fingers into my sopping wet pussy and finger-fucks me hard. He reaches his other hand up to cup around my throat, locking me in place beneath him. A gentle squeeze limits the amount of air that enters my lungs.

My body begins to vibrate with need. My knees are shaky, my hands trembling, and I grasp to hold on to the blanket underneath me. Jax is relentless, licking and fingering me, his hand giving small, quick squeezes on my throat.

“I think I hear someone approaching,” he murmurs, but he doesn’t stop. If anything, he moves faster. “You’d better come before they get here.”

Fear shoots through me, mingling with arousal but pushing me right to the edge. Oh God, is someone going to see me like this, spread wide open for Jax, ready to come? I close my eyes and sink into it, imagine what it would feel like to have people breach the border of trees and find me lying here, wanton and dirty.

The orgasm hits me out of nowhere, and when he releases my throat the split second I start to come, I arch back and cry out with a loud whimper,