All Chapters of Dangerous Curves (Dangerous Curves 1): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jax pressed a small kiss against her burning bundle of nerves. Delicate, tender, teasing. Her reaction was something else: she cried out, harsh and wild, and her whole body arched off the sofa, pushing into his mouth. She was offering herself to him, and damned if he was going to refuse what she was giving.He took the tiny bud between his lips, pressing and pushing, then releasing. Again and again, until her fingers were tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. She was moaning, gasping, saying his name over and over. Sarah was a woman on the verge of losing her mind, and Jax didn’t want to play with her anymore. He wanted her to come.He released her clit and she made a sound of protest; it was cut off when he thrust his tongue inside her. He speared her, deep and hard, felt her muscles flutter. When he pulled out, a rush of arousal followed, and trickled down her inner thighs. He groaned now, and inhaled her. Fuck, she was musky and sweet, totally mouthwatering. And she’s all mine.

Two weeks later“So, let me get this straight. For the past two weeks, you and Jax have been doing everything except having sex?” Ellen’s blue eyes were wide and confused. “Why? Why are you waiting?”Sarah took a sip of her coffee. “Because we don’t have the time to do things properly.”Ellen choked on her own coffee. “What the hell, Sarah? Is he planning to fuck you for three hours straight or something?” She thought about the large, scowling guy who had told Richard to not cause any trouble in his place, and she shivered. Jax had scared her quite a bit with his hard eyes and badass vibe, but he’d intrigued her, too, with that amazing face and body. And now Sarah was telling her that Jax was actually tender and careful with her.Shit. Maybe I picked the wrong sexy biker to hit on that night, huh?Sarah flushed. “No, that’s not it. It’s more – after.”“After what?”Sarah sighed and pushed her hair off her face. “Right now, I’m seeing him three times a week or so. Some evenings, some a

Three weeks laterSarah handed the envelope over to the courier, signed the proffered confirmation slip. She shut the door and took a deep breath. She’d just sent off the last few printed materials – and the project for Lemongrass was done. She had to prepare her final invoice, and that was it.Thank God… now I can take a breather.“You sent everything off?” Sarah turned around and smiled at Helen. “Yep.”“Congratulations, hon,” Helen said. “Must feel good. That was one hell of a big job.”“Yeah, it was.”Helen grinned. “And you’re sleeping at Jax’s tonight for the first time?”Sarah dropped her gaze. “Uh. Yeah.”“Hmmmm.” The older woman’s tone was teasing. “You think you’ll actually do much sleeping?”The problem with having skin as fair as Sarah’s was that any blush at all was pretty damn dramatic. Helen laughed to see it, then she turned a bit more serious.“You feeling OK about tonight?”“Yeah. I mean – yeah.”“Really?”“Well… maybe a bit nervous.” Sarah stuck her hands in her je

He spun now, carrying her down the hall to his bedroom. She buried her face in his broad shoulder, so ready for this. Over the previous five weeks, she and Jax had explored every inch of each other’s bodies, really taking their time and finding out what they liked. But she was done waiting now – this was the man to take her virginity, and take it now. Sarah didn’t doubt it for one second.Jax lowered her to the bed, staying with her the whole way. She was clinging to him, her legs and arms holding him tight to those amazing breasts. He gently removed her arms so he could start to undress her, but she was impatient and eager, and she sat up. Her hands were all over him, pulling off his shirt, moving to yank off his jeans. In less than a minute, they were both naked, and moving to the middle of the big bed.Sarah gave a small shriek when his mouth found her soaked center, lapping and licking. He slid a thick finger inside her, wanting her as ready as possible for him. He’d never been wi

Jax pounded into her now. He knew he was being too rough, going too hard, but Sarah didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to love it, crave it, even. He was just about to let go, when she came again, a second wave of intense tightening and relaxing that had her crying out and calling his name.That was all Jax could take. He let loose a shout, and let his head drop back as his orgasm blasted out of him. Every single muscle in his body strained and flexed, over and over. Never in his life had he known this kind of white-hot release – his mind spun, and he saw flashing lights behind his eyelids. He collapsed on her, crushing her, before he could manage to push himself up on shaky forearms again. Sarah hadn’t noticed, though: she was floating on a cloud of sheer bliss, just trying to remember to breathe. They lay together, joined and sweaty, for long minutes. Sarah stroked his shoulders and back, loving his muscles. He was something else, this man, and the way he made her body jump