“Oh, God.” I gripped his hair.

His lips sucked my clit, and I let him swing one of my legs over his shoulder as he ate me.

The dirt on the wall behind me ground into my back, and the heat burned my nostrils as I breathed hard.

“Jax, it’s so hot.” My hair was stuck to my neck and face. “Baby …” I fisted his hair harder, ready to ride his damn face if he didn’t give me what I needed.

He kissed my clit, my folds, my thigh where it met my hip …

“Your sweat …” He darted out his tongue, licking my hip and stomach. “Damn, you’re fun to play with.”

I swallowed and took my leg down. Gripping his ponytail at his scalp, I forced his eyes on mine. “I’m done playing.”

My eyes burned, and I didn’t know if it was from the ache of my pussy throbbing or knowing that his eyes, his tongue, or his fucking defiance was twisting me so hard and tight that I was ready to scream.

“Please. Fuck me,” I whispered. I could feel the wetness pouring out of me. I was ready. I needed this!

His eyes flared, and he, for once in his life, looked stunned.

His chest rose and fell in silence, but inch by inch, he rose to stand over me. My hands fell to his chest, and I held his eyes as he unfastened his belt. I smoothed his hair back above his ear, smelling tires and grease on him as he took out a condom and then let his pants fall to the floor, kicking everything off.

And I even held his eyes, sucking in a breath when he smoothed on the condom and lifted me, pressing my body into the steel wall behind me.

I hung off his neck, my head falling back as his nipple rings teased my breasts, and his lips bore down on mine.

“I want you,” I whispered. “I want your sweat on my skin, your tongue in my mouth, and your cock filling me up. Jax, I’m yours,” I rasped out, my throat dry. “I was only ever yours.”

He grabbed my neck, planting a hard kiss on my lips, and I gave it back full force.

And when he reached down between us and worked himself into my entrance and into my body, I pressed my lips to his so hard that I could feel his teeth cut into me.

“Oh, God,” I gasped and whimpered, my eyes squeezed shut and my whole body shaking as he sank into me, inch by hot inch.

“Ah,” I moaned, stilling and feeling him stretch me.

The searing heat shot through my womb and down my thighs as his steel thickness pushed deeper, and I let my head fall back as I clasped Jax’s neck with both hands.

We were joined, and I was on fire.

And I was his now.

CHAPTER 15

JAXON

I slid the rest of the way inside her, feeling her body stiffen and relax as she opened for me.

Jesus Christ.

I eased out, bringing my hips back slowly and then sliding back into her tight heat.

“Fuck, you feel good.” Her slick pussy surrounded my cock, holding it like a fucking glove, and I squeezed her hips, forcing myself to go slow.

I should’ve stopped. We were in public, and I should’ve fucking stopped, but I couldn’t.

My lungs ached, because I couldn’t take in a goddamn breath, and I hid my face in her neck, sure that she could see the sweet agony written all over it.

“Jesus, baby,” I said in a pained voice. “So tight. And so fucking wet.” And I groaned, sinking back into her slowly and gripping her ass in my fingers.

“Jax?” She raised her head back upright and wetted her lips. “I’m not a doll,” she panted, pleading with me. “I won’t break, so don’t hold back. I’m ready.”

I let out a shaky laugh, feeling sweat pouring down my back as I sucked on her heated skin, really loving how good she’d gotten at being heard.

Straightening up, I lifted her just enough to make sure I had a good hold and pressed her against the wall. “I hope you’ve been working out,” I warned. “You’re going to need stamina for this.”

Her arms tightened around my neck, and her face sat cheek-to-cheek with mine as I started fucking her the way I knew she wanted.

Her mouth in my ear was torture, her moans and cries surrounded us, and I sank my lips into hers, eating up all her cries. I fucking wanted it all. Everything she had to give me. Feeling her moans and whimpers in my mouth vibrate down into my throat was a fucking rush.

While my hips rolled into hers, shivers covered my skin with the warmth and frenzy burning inside me.

Her hard nipples kept rubbing against my chest, her long black-and-white feather earrings teased her shoulders, and with her glowing skin and petite frame … She was killing me. So beautiful it hurt.

“Jax,” she gasped against my lips, and tilted her head back to look up at me. She looked about two seconds from passing out. “I’m sorry I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said in a shaky voice. “I want to be good for you.”

And I flexed my muscles, squeezing her ass harder.

“Baby.” I shook my head, gazing down into those lovely eyes as she moved up and down my cock, her pussy grinding on me. “Nobody’s ever been sweeter than you. You’re fucking perfect.”

Her eyes flashed to the side, and I followed her gaze, seeing Madoc, Fallon, Shane, and Ken Doll roaming outside. The walls of the fun house only rose halfway, leaving the top half open. We were high enough and far back enough that we wouldn’t be noticed, but we could see them.

And they were looking for her.

Poison’s “Talk Dirty to Me” was playing over the speakers outside, the hot air blew across our skin, and I grinned my ass off. “They’re coming in,” I said. “I wonder how long it will take for them to find us.”

“No.” She bit her bottom lip, a worried look crossing her eyes. “I thought you said no one was coming. My mom is out there.” And then she moaned, closing her eyes. “Oh, God. Keep that pace. Keep doing that,” she panted.

I straightened my back, pulling her hips into me faster and faster. “Don’t worry. Mom won’t find out.”

I dipped down, kissing her breast and continuing to move inside her. I licked the salty sweat from her skin and shifted my attention to the other breast, taking her nipple in my mouth.

Fucking hell. Her skin was sugar.

“It’s so hot,” she breathed, and that was the goddamn truth. Her hair still looked sexy as hell, but strands were sticking to her, and I could feel mine sticking to my skin as well.

“I’m coming,” she moaned. “Just keep that pace, Jax. Please. Just like that,” she urged.

I stood up straight, looked down at her tight stomach, and grabbed her hips. “Like this, baby.” And I guided her hips in a figure-eight motion into me and then back down.

Her stomach moved in waves toward me, and I groaned as she caught on and found her rhythm. In and then out. Rolling in and rolling back out. Over and over again, she was driving me fucking crazy.

Her eyebrows pinched together as she took over, working me faster and faster.

“Oh, Jax,” she cried, rolling quicker and harder. More and more. Again and again her hips slammed into me, pushing my cock deep inside her.

I sucked in air, feeling the pressure build as if I were ready to implode. “Come on,” I grunted, gripping her hips and yanking her into me. “Fuck that shit, baby.” And then I dropped my head back. “Jesus, you’re killing me.”

And we were going to bruise my goddamn hips, but I couldn’t care less.

“You feel so good,” she whimpered. “Ah, ah, ah …”

I plastered us to the wall, chest-to-chest, and held my hand over her mouth, drowning out her cries.

Her moans vibrated through my hand, and her body went limp with her orgasm as I powered through my own. All my muscles tensed with the wave of euphoria in my dick, and I dropped my head back and groaned. “Fuck, Juliet. Fuck.” I clenched my teeth, thrusting hard and spilling inside her as she came down.

Fucking hell. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears, and I had to tense every damn muscle in my body to make sure I stayed standing. My abs were tight as hell, but my arms were far from tired.

I kneaded her ass, my teeth bared and my chest going a mile a minute.

She was hanging on by a thread. Her limp head bobbed against her skinny arms that were still wrapped around my neck.

And then she lifted her head, meeting my eyes. And I stilled.

K. C. Carter, naked and glowing, stripped and wild, was smiling at me.

“Juliet!” someone shouted. “Where are you?”

She jerked, but I brought her back, holding her tight and whispering into her lips, “I think I like you.” And I sank into her mouth, kissing her soft and long until we were both breathless. I pulled back, letting my forehead fall to hers as I tried to catch my breath.

There was just too much shit to process. She constantly looked at me as if she expected better behavior, we always fought, and to top it all off, there was a ton of things she would never know about me. But … I liked her. I definitely liked her.

She pulled back, weightless in my arms as she looked up at me. “I like you, too.” She smiled. “Was I okay?”

My jaw itched with a smile that I didn’t let show. “I’ll let you know when we’re done,” I replied in a cocky tone, and jerked her into me again.

“You’re still hard?” she blurted out, looking scared. “But … but,” she stuttered, “they’re coming!”