Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
“That sounds like my dad.”
“Yeah, but it wouldn’t have mattered. I’d have sat outside your window. You kept it open in the evening, and I could sit and listen. I’d be there if you cried out in the night.”
“So that’s how you got into my room.”
I grinned. “Yeah. I know it’s kind of creepy, but I didn’t look at it that way. I was protecting you. Even if it was from nightmares. Or pain.”
“It’s not creepy.” She cupped the side of my face. “I think it’s wonderful. Thank you so much for always being in my life when I needed you, Jax.”
“Hardest thing I ever did was leave for the service. In the back of my mind, I was always on edge. If you needed me and I wasn’t there, I’d never have forgiven myself. The only reason I did it was because I wanted to work for ExFil. It provided a stable income for me and made El Diablo happy. I had to do my time like everyone else.”
She sucked in a breath. “So, me leaving on this trip was a special kind of hell for you.”
“Not really. I mean, yeah. I was upset you left before I could get to you, to go with you, and impatient to shake those losers and find you, but I knew I was coming after you and I was on my way.”
“I should have known you’d come after me. I mean, I did, I just wasn’t sure how I was going to let you know where I was. When my phone started blowing up with calls every little bit, I knew they were giving me time to answer before they activated the satellite GPS in my watch. After that, I knew whoever they sent, you’d be with them.”
“That’s my girl.” I pulled her closer. “Now. Any objections to me kissing you? Because I really need another taste of you.”
The smile she gave me was so fucking beautiful, if I’d been standing I’d have fallen to my knees and wept. “I’d like that very much. I need you, too.”
Chapter Ten
Holly
I tried to kiss a boy a couple of times. Hated every single thing about it. Tried to have sex once, too. Nope. I’d barely gotten the guy alone with me before I backed out. Nothing felt right. I didn’t like the feel of his touch on my skin or the way his lips were wet. Kissing felt… slimy. Icky. I hated it.
Then Jax went and kissed me on the plane. His kiss had been nothing like I’d experienced before, and everything I’d always longed for. This kiss was even better.
His lips were firm yet tender, his touch gentle yet commanding. The mere press of his mouth against mine elicited a fire within me, as though he was the key to igniting my very soul. I wanted to believe love and romance like my mom and dad had wasn’t a fluke. Hadn’t I seen it in the other members of Black Reign and their women? Kissing Jax felt as though all the love songs and cheesy romance novels suddenly made sense.
He was patient and understanding, letting me explore the contours of his lips with mine at my own pace. His hands roamed my back in soothing circles, as though reassuring me and encouraging me to keep going. His body was molded against mine in a comforting embrace which felt like home. Of course, Mom and Dad had given me a loving place to live and protected me as much as possible, but Jax was different. He was mine. And I was his.
Jax pulled away slightly, creating a distance that allowed me to catch my breath. My eyes fluttered open to meet his gaze. His hazel eyes were molten with affection, reflecting an intensity that made my heart skip a beat. His thumb grazed gently across my lower lip, coaxing me to open. When I did, he slipped the tip of his thumb into my mouth. I closed my lips around the digit, sucking gently.
Jax looked me straight in the eyes, searching mine the same as I searched his gaze for some kind of clue to what he was thinking. “Just so you know, this only goes as far as you want. There’s no expectation on my part. Tonight is all about you. What you want. What you need. I’m going to give you everything. And you’re going to tell me what you desire most for us right now.” He removed his thumb, and I wanted to chase it down and suck some more. I have no idea why that simple act was so erotic, but there it was.
“I want you, Jax. I want to make love with you.” The words were out before I could censor them or maybe phrase it differently. I was certain no self-respecting biker would ever “make love.” But it was what I wanted. This time. I needed him to guide me, and I needed to be able to understand what was happening.