CHAPTER27
JAX
Itrail my fingertips over the soft skin of her back as she lies in my arms. Whenever I reach the spot near her hips she squirms and giggles.
“What time is it?” she whispers.
I check my watch. “A little after four.”
“I should go back to my own bed,” she says with a sigh, “or Matthias will wonder where I am if he wakes up.”
“In a little while,” I wrap my arms tighter around her. “I think I got one more round in me before you go.”
“Jax,” she giggles. “We need to sleep.”
“There will be plenty of time for sleep when we’re dead.”
“You already fucked me three times,” she whispers.
“Yeah, but the first time didn’t count,” I laugh. Her hot pussy felt so good bare that I hardly had time to make her come before I blew my load in her.
“It did for me. It was incredible,” she says with a sigh.
“You’re incredible.” I kiss the top of her head.
“I know you said before about telling people, but can we wait?” she whispers.
“Why?” I meant what I said earlier. She is mine now. No other man will ever fucking touch her again.
“I think we should tell my father first and I don’t want Matthias to have to keep our secret. It’s not fair.”
“Okay,” I agree because she’s right about it being unfair on the kid.
“Besides, isn’t it kind of fun sneaking around?”
“No,” I squeeze her ass. “It might be fun for a day or two but I don’t want you to have to sneak out of here so nobody catches us. I want to wake up next to you, Luce.”
She looks up at me. “You do?” she purrs.
“Yes, mostly because I always wake up with morning wood and it would be so much more convenient to slide my cock into you than have to jerk off.” I grin at her.
“Jackson!”
I roll on top her, pinning her to the bed. “You know I hate it when you call me that.” I nip at her neck and she squeals as I trail tiny bites all over her.
“Yes. That’s why I do it,” she purrs.
I look up at her, my eyes narrowed. She’s so inexperienced and there is so much I want to teach her. “You know that now you’re mine, I will follow up on my promise to spank your ass?”
“I’m counting on it,” she bites on her lip and my cock hardens. How does she act so fucking sweet yet so wickedly sinful at the same time?
“You know if you want something, you only have to ask?” I remind her.
“I know,” she breathes. “Why do you make me ask for what I want, Jax, when you already know?”
“Because you’re so much younger than me, baby, and I want you to feel confident in asking for what you want.”
“Oh,” she breathes.