JAX. “I…” There’s nothing for her to say. Her heart is pounding, her breasts rising and falling. You don’t get to look like the fucking embodiment of sex itself and then act damn innocent. Fuck, this woman grates on every fucking nerve of mine with her attitude, yet at the same time, I want to pin her up against this wall and fuck her hard… Our bodies are pressed against one another’s, yet there’s one way I can think of to get closer and just the thought of burying myself in her pussy makes me throb hard. I skim over those pouty lips of hers that have always been something I’ve noticed… A comment I made to Shane back when he found out she was his mate returns to me, only now I mean it in such a fucking different way… ‘She’s pretty. She’s got nice lips.’ I remember winking at him teasingly… That was an understatement… no wonder he had smiled the way he had… A flare of possessiveness rushes through me, and Hayden and her dancing return to me. Since she’s got here, she’s been t

KAREENA. My heart is pounding violently, almost as if it will jump out of my chest, and I turn away from the window. He can see me… Just the thought sends my entire body into a frenzy. I’m nervous, it’s weird how I can feel so but I don’t try to cover myself as I continue to towel my hair. He’s still watching me, his gaze burning into my back and only when I’m done drying myself do I walk away from the window. He wants me… just as I want him… that’s something I can no longer deny. Even if it does feel crazily surreal to me. It is the truth. Tilting my head, I look at the white and nude bustier I had chosen to wear… It’s a little… daring. I pull on some sexy panties before I squeeze into my skinny jeans and put on the top. Ok, so I look like I’m an open invitation saying ‘come get me’, which I kind of am right now. I pull it up over my breast. I pull my brown hair up in a messy yet sexy bun and quickly apply some makeup. Once my nails are painted, I look at the green shade I ha

JAX. I unbuckle my belt, pulling it out as I roll it up in my hands before tossing it aside. Some other day, I’m going to tie her up… She sits up, disobeying me as she drops to her knees, looking up at me. “I want a taste…” she whispers, making me throb hard, and I decide to forgive her this time. Fuck, she’s fine. “But I never said you can stop touching yourself,” I whisper dangerously. “You can punish me later,” she replies sassily, as she unzips my pants. The smell of her arousal is fucking driving me nuts and the way she’s looking at me with those sultry lust-filled eyes makes me want to fuck her hard. “I think I can let it slide this time,” I reply huskily. The moment her hand touches my cock, pleasure shoots through me like a fucking jolt and it’s way fucking better than imagining her stroking me. Fuck, it’s been way too long… and it makes it all the more better that it’s her. She lets go, allowing herself to pull my pants down, and I watch her intently as she pushes