I let one hand travel down his body, until my fingers wrap tightly around his cock. He groans as he starts to thrust against my hand, just like he did the night before.
Glancing up at him, all I see is desire, his lips slightly parted while his eyes hold mine.
“I’m going to come if you keep stroking me like that,” he groans. It sends shivers racing over my body, from the pure pleasure of being able to make him groan like that.
He sits back, and taking hold of my hips, he tugs me down until his cock rests between my legs.
“Put your hands above your head. Just lie like that so I can watch you,” he growls.
Wow, it’s the first time he’s being all alpha with me, and it’s a huge turn on.
I stretch my arms above my head, and it makes my breasts thrust into the air.
“Fucking perfect,” he growls as his hand caresses a hot path from my neck, down between my breasts and over my stomach, until he reaches between my legs, pushing a finger inside me. His palm presses against my clit and it draws a deep m
oan from me. He moves his hand unbearably slow. My hips start to move, needing more friction.
“Keep still," he demands, making my body flush hot with need.
This is a side of him, I haven’t seen before. It’s a huge turn on, one I can easily get used to.
He pushes his finger against the side of my walls and it instantly makes my body tense with a wave of pleasure rippling through me.
My lips open so I can beg him to do that again, but I can’t form the words. A smile pulls at the corner of his mouth in that sexy way that turns me mush. He knows what he’s doing to me, because he starts to slowly rub the same spot, until my knuckles turn white from clinging to the covers so I won’t move.
My back bows off the bed as the tension builds, then everything splinters into oblivion. There’s no way I can keep still as I have the most powerful orgasm ever.
“That was fucking beautiful,” he whispers breathlessly.
I wrap my legs around him, not wanting this to end just yet. Feeling him position his cock at my opening makes small spasms of pleasure ripple through me. Just like the night before, he pushes slowly inside of me, savoring every second. He leans over me, keeping himself braced with his arms on each side of my head. I let my legs fall open, so that our bodies are only touching where we’re joined.
He starts to move slowly, going as deep as he can, before pulling out. His eyes never leave mine as he makes love to me.
I start to move, meeting every one of his thrusts with my hips tilted up, until all you can hear is the slapping of skin and our racing breaths.
When we find our release, it’s just as beautiful as the night before.
Chapter 16
Logan
Needing to talk with Jaxson, I walk into his office and wait for him to finish the call he’s busy with.
“Please, anything you can do for us will be appreciated,” he says. “I know you have to follow rules, but we’ll build a new wing for the hospital, if that’s what it takes.”
When he’s done, he leans back in his chair and wipes his hands roughly over his face.
“It’s fucking killing me. I don’t know who else to phone. I swear I’m at the point where I’m willing to buy a fucking heart on the black market.”
There’s nothing I can say that will make this easier for any of us.
“He called Carter. He’s taking a sick day. Mia was with him last night. Jax, it’s worse than we thought. She says he’s really bad. I was thinking we should go talk to him. It’s time he knows that we know.”
My brother instantly breaks down. I’ve only seen him cry once and it was at Dad’s funeral. We were seven.
I rush around his desk and pull him up. Jax is the strong one. He took on every bully for me. It’s unbearable to see him like this. I hold my brother as he cries for his best friend. I don’t think there’s a person on this planet who loves Marcus more than Jax does.
I give him time to compose himself before I let go.