“Make me forget,” I whisper before bringing his lips to mine.

It takes a second of coaxing until he responds. When his tongue caresses mine, my thoughts evaporate. The only thing left is Jax. I focus on the way my breathing matches his, the way his hand trembles slightly as he touches my bare shoulder. He’s everything, taking away any painful memories. He deepens the kiss. Tangling one hand into my hair, he slowly runs his other hand down my body. I bite his lower lip while moaning into his mouth.

That seems to light a fire in him because he growls right before he bites my collarbone. Hard enough that I yelp in surprise, but gentle enough that it still feels incredible. I wither underneath him, trying to satisfy a need only Jax can fill.

“Jax.”

“Patience,” he says with that sexy bedroom voice of his that I love.

“Please,” I plead as I unbutton his shirt.

Jax looks down at me with dark, hungry eyes before taking off his jacket and dress shirt. My eyes greedily soak up his naked chest while my hands roam his chiseled abs.

“This dress will look better on the floor.” Jax whispers into my ear before nibbling on my ear lobe, making me moan in response.

The next second he’s gone. Before I can protest, he drags me to him. He holds his hand out to me. I take it and he helps me stand. Before placing my hands on his shoulders, he trails kisses from my palm all the way up to my collarbone. He repeats this process with my other arm, making my skin break out in goosebumps.

This man is going to be the death of me.

He turns me around so that my back is to him. Then Jax starts rubbing my shoulder blades while kissing the back of my neck. I’ve never been this turned on in my life. Every part of my skin that he has touched is on fire.

Ever so slowly, Jax unzips my dress, pressing his lips to the skin he exposes. He’s dragging this on, teasing me. I just want to be with him again. It’s been too long.

“Please,” I beg.

Jax ignores my pleas and finishes unzipping my dress while I squirm, trying to relieve the tension that has been building up. I’m surprised when my dress doesn’t fall to the ground immediately. OH MY GOD. He’s trying to kill me. I attempt to step away from him so that I can yank off my dress, but Jax’s grip on me is unbreakable.

“I finally have you again, Ads. I’m going to take my sweet time with you. I’m going to etch your entire body with my tongue.”

I’m about to say something in response, but every thought leaves my mind when I feel his tongue lick from the bottom of my spine to my neck. Holy-hotness.

“Let me learn your body again,” he says as he lets my dress sail to the floor.

Jax sucks in a breath as if he’s in pain. I’m glad that I decided on the barely-there panties. The brazilian briefs are a tease since they’re see-through.

Tugging me into him so my naked body presses against his, Jax trails his hands up my thighs, over my waist, and grazes my breast. I can’t take this foreplay any longer. When Jax kneads my shoulders, I shift my head slightly and bite on his hand before facing him.

“My turn,” I say in a sultry voice that surprises me.

I hungrily kiss Jax while my nails rake down his torso. I use one hand to squeeze his tight ass that I will have my teeth in by the end of the night and use my other hand to tease him. Using just the tips of my fingers, I trace a light path over the hard ridge in his pants, making him growl in the back of his throat.

Pay-back is a bitch.

Smiling wickedly at him, I place small open-mouthed kisses over his heart. When I reach his nipple, I gently bite it before moving to the next one. I take my sweet time with him, enjoying when his muscles contract underneath me. Slowly, making my way down his torso I use the same agonizing pattern Jax used with me; switching from licking, to biting, and wet kisses. Unbuttoning his pants, I drop to my knees in front of him, enjoying the shocked expression on his face.

“Ads,” Jax pleads with his bedroom voice.

“Patience,” I mock before I slide his zipper open with my teeth, a trick I practiced on him years ago.

Running my greedy hands over his abs, I grab ahold of his briefs and pants and pull them down. I had every intention of making him beg. I really did. I wanted him begging me to touch him. I wanted him to feel just a fraction of how I felt when he was undressing me.

My hands dig into his hips and drag him closer to my mouth. He brushes my hair out of my face and tilts my chin up. He’s watching me in awe with pitch black eyes. I blow out the breath I didn’t know I was holding, making Jax groan in response. I lick the crease in the middle of the head. Licking up the first drop, I open my mouth to take him but Jax roughly grabs me by the shoulders and throws me onto my bed.

“What—”

Jax’s aggressive kiss swallows my protest. Jax is done with me acting like I’m in control. I don’t know why, but a man in control in the bedroom is the sexiest thing in the world.

Jax slows down the kiss until his lips barely brush against mine. I arch up to him, trying to get closer. Jax and I stare at each other without speaking, but saying everything without words. Reaching up with one hand, I caress his face. He leans into my hand before sweeping the softest kiss on the inside of my palm.

“I want you, Jax.”

“You have me,” he says with a grin.

I open my mouth to tell him in detail exactly how I want to have him, but Jax catches my lips with his teeth. I moan into his mouth, wrap my legs around his waist and dig my nails into his shoulders when he grinds into me, making me wetter than I thought was possible. My panties are soaked.

“Oh God,” I moan again when I feel him rub against my core.

“You’re so wet,” he growls right before nipping my neck.

Needing release, I reach in between our sweat-covered bodies and trace the head of his dick with my thumb. I’m rewarded with Jax cursing before he sucks on my earlobe. I shut off my mind and let my body take over.

I lick Jax’s chest at the same time that I slide off my panties. Jax sits up on his knees and finishes removing them. Each time his fingers touch my skin, I moan. I need him. I need him like I need air to breathe. When my panties are finally off, Jax brings them to his nose and inhales deeply.

Holy-hotness that was hot. I bite my lip thinking about where else I want him to put his face. Jax licks his way up my body making me a withering, moaning mess. His lips are everywhere. Tenderly he cups my breasts before bending down and tracing my nipples with his tongue. I moan while arching into his mouth. I rake my nails down his back as he moves lower and lower. He dips his tongue in my belly button. Without pause, he moves even lower. It’s been too long since I’ve had him touch me like this.

“Watch me,” he says huskily.

I use my elbows to support me as I watch him spread my pussy with his fingers. My breathing becomes nonexistent as he bends his head down to my throbbing clit. He licks the length of my pussy before sucking hard on my clit. I scream in pleasure as my heart kicks into overdrive.

He rolls my clit in his mouth. I pull at the sheets, desperate for my release. His fingers trace the outside of my pussy, spreading the juices, before he penetrates me with two fingers.

“You’re so tight.” He blows on my clit and I moan my response.

He stretches me with his fingers, preparing me for his impressive size. The pleasure is building fast, I’m almost there. I yank at his hair, stopping him. His eyes meet mine and his lips glisten from my juices. I moan at the sight.

“I need you,” I whisper.

He inserts a third finger. I grind into his hand, loving the feeling of him. I hold back my release. I don’t want to cum without him.

“Please . . . Jax . . . Now . . . Please.”

He licks me one more time, long and thorough, before his tongue is tracing a pattern up my body. I grab his cock and rub him against my clit. His eyes close as he moans.