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Chapter 16: Touched, but not taken
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(Earlier that Day)(Jax’s POV)The smell of oil always calmed him. Sharp. Honest. Uncomplicated. A familiar comfort in the workshop.Jax worked a rag over his Harley’s gas tank. Slow, even circles. The steel gleamed under the harsh workshop lights. The garage was silent. Just the distant click of a ceiling fan. The soft hiss from the pressure valve.He needed this. The peace. The simple focus.Because every time his hands stilled, his mind drifted. And always, it drifted to her.Sarah. The soft gasp she made when his fingers grazed her bare skin. The way her nipple had peaked under his thumb. The low, desperate moan she let out, just before she pushed him away.His body remembered it too well. Every curve. Every tremor.Jax scrubbed harder at a stubborn spot on the tank. Like he could clean the memory off his skin. Burn it away.Smitten? Fuck no. He didn’t do soft. He didn’t do love. Not after Lana. Love was a weakness. A pain that never truly healed.It was just lust. Adrenaline.
Reaper's Ride: A Dark Biker Romance Chapter 16: Touched, but not taken
(Sarah’s POV)His mouth crashed into hers like he’d been starving for it. One second they were on the floor, a half-finished taco and a bottle of beer between them. The next, Jax had her pressed against the couch. Her legs spread over his lap. His hands slid under her shirt.She gasped into his kiss. His fingers found the curve of her waist. Then they slid higher. Rough, calloused palms dragged up her ribs until they cupped her bare breast.Her body betrayed her instantly.Her nipple was already hard for him. A tight, eager knot.When he rolled it between his fingers, a shuddering, shocked moan escaped her lips. A sound she barely recognized as her own.“Fuck—,” she whispered. Her head tipped back. Teeth sank into her lip to hold back another sound.She couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Her mind was a blur of pure sensation.She felt the heat pour between her legs, pooling in her panties. Her body buzzed with electric need. His mouth moved to her jaw, then her ear. His voice was rough
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