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"Oh, God," I groaned, as I gripped onto his scalp, closing my eyes and slumping back against the couch as the shock of sensation coursed through my system. His mouth was so soft and tender against me, so careful, his lips caressing over my clit and his tongue flicking back and forth a couple of times, allowing me to get used to the feeling of him between my legs.

Then, he drew my clit between his lips, applying this soft sucking pressure that made my toes curl against the carpet below me. I found my hips were starting to grind back against him, my body responding to his touch as though this was the most natural thing in the world. I looked down at him, and the sight of this man between my legs, lavishing me with attention with his lips and tongue, sent another shock of pleasure through my entire body.

"That feels so good," I moaned, hardly able to get the words out. I knew he liked hearing me express what worked for me, and I was still getting used to putting it into words like that – I had spent so long pushing down what I truly wanted, to actually ask for it felt almost like an imposition, almost as though I would get in trouble for it. I pushed my fingers against his scalp, letting out a long breath as he swirled his tongue in long, slow circles around my nub, his stubble grazing on the inside of my thighs – I knew it would leave a mark, and I wanted it to. I wanted to be reminded of how good this felt every single time I stripped down, wanted to come back to this moment every chance I got.

I could feel the pleasure building, cresting to that point of no return, and I gasped for air as he lapped directly against my clit, the sensation almost too much for me to take. He knew how to take me to the edge, knew how to tease me until I couldn’t take a single moment more. My hips were grinding back against his face, my wetness smeared across his mouth, and it was the thought of that which finally took me over the edge and into the release I had been craving so fucking badly.

"Oh!” I cried out, not caring who heard – the walls in this place were flimsy, and I had no doubt the neighborhood was getting well-acquainted with the sound of my orgasmic cries by now. But, as he continued to move his tongue softly against my clit, coaxing the waves of pleasure to last a little longer, my whole-body throbbing under the intensity of it, I knew that they were far from free of listening to it.

Because this man made me feel like nobody else in the world ever could, I was sure of it. And yeah, I knew he was my first, I knew this might just have been how good sex was for everyone – but I could tell it was special. I could tell that not everyone would be able to make me feel the way he did. I pushed him back from my pussy, the pressure too intense, and leaned down to kiss him – tasting myself on his lips, that scent that I was becoming familiar with.

I pulled back, and he grinned, planting another kiss on my thigh before he turned to rest his head against me.

"You’re going to get me distracted from my interview tomorrow," I warned him playfully, and he shrugged, straightening up so he could kiss me again.

"Hey," he murmured. "Can you blame me?"

And, before I knew it, he had drawn me into his arms once more, and made me forget about everything going on outside the bounds of this apartment.

Chapter Fourteen – Jaxon

I watched the two women talking, leaning on my bike on the other side of the road. I didn’t want to throw Star off her game by coming to her meeting with Abbey, but there was no way I was going to let her go alone, not when I knew how high the stakes were here.

I glanced up and down the street, eyes narrowed; it didn’t look like any of the shoppers coming or going meant us any harm. Abbey had chosen to have this meeting at a chic coffee shop in the nice part of Atwood, and I was feeling distinctly out of place, like everyone who took a single look at me would be able to tell what was going on in my head right now.

I could see Abbey gesturing vehemently as they talked – they had been at it for around a half-hour now, and I had been keeping a close watch on them the whole time. I thought it had been too good to be too, for someone like Abbey to be willing to hear out Star’s story, but I’d done a deep-dive into her, and she seemed legit; if anyone was going to be able to put this story together in a way that made sense, it was her.

And, fuck, I hoped for Abbey’s sake that she knew what she was taking on here. She had dealt with some corrupt politicians before, but this was far beyond anything she had taken on in her previous work. I had seen at least some part of what Sal Salina was capable of, and the last thing I wanted was for Abbey to find herself in the middle of something she couldn’t handle.

I had been on edge since I saw Sal coming out of the Kennels – I couldn’t know for sure that he was there to find someone else to track down Star, but what else could it have been, really? I had no doubt he was involved in some seriously shady stuff, maybe even with people we might have considered allies, but I had to hope none of them would be fucking nasty enough to work with him on forcing his daughter into a marriage she clearly wanted nothing to do with.

I watched Star as she listened to Abbey, nodding along, her face serious, and I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride. What she was doing was so damn important, and I hoped she really understood that. I couldn’t imagine the bravery it took for her to go against her family like this, knowing what the stakes were, knowing what might happen if things went wrong –but she wasn’t letting that stop her. She wasn’t letting it so much as slow her down. She was looking them dead in the eye and doing what she could to expose the truth, and that, to me, was the coolest thing in the world.

If I was being honest, I was falling for this girl a little. More than a little. A lot. I had shut myself off from the world for so long – the only people I let anywhere near me were the Dogs, and they were far from the romantic connection I didn’t realize I had been missing all this time.

And the sexual one, too. Fuck, even though she had never been with anyone else, she was so hot in bed, it was hard to believe she was so new to this – but maybe that was what was driving it. She was exploring this world for the first time, enjoying every moment of it, and those little sounds she made when she experienced some new kind of pleasure got me hard every time. I couldn’t get enough of her, even in the middle of this mess we were in right now – my gut had told me, way back when I first saw her, that she needed me, but I hadn’t realized how much I had needed her at the same time.

I wanted to paint her. I hadn’t had the nerve to ask her yet, given that I had never painted anyone else before, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I could already imagine the exact shade of blue I would use to capture her eyes, the gold that shimmered in her hair on the canvas – when all this was over, it was the first thing I wanted to try if she would let me.

Finally, she and Abbey both got to their feet; I straightened up, ready to head over and meet her as she came out. I had kept my distance, not wanting to give Abbey a reason to second-guess Star’s credibility since she was hanging out with a member of the Dark Dogs, but I hated being this far from her. We’d spent all our time together lately, wrapped around each other, unable to get enough of one another – even sleeping pressed together, where I could breathe in her scent.

She and Abbey paused outside the cafe for a moment, continuing to talk, and then, Abbey smiled and nodded and turned on her heel, marching off down the street like she had a whole lot to take care of. Star watched her go, and then glanced over at me, offering me a smile. I waved her towards me now that Abbey was out of sight, glad to have her to myself again.

She crossed the road and reached me, wrapping her arms around my waist and leaning against my shoulder for a moment.

"How was it?" I asked, and she nodded.

"I think...I think it went well," she replied. "As well as it could have gone, anyway. I think she believed me, and she said she’s going to do some research to back up everything I said to her and get back to me from there."

"That’s great news," I murmured, brushing my lips over her hair. "I’m so proud of you, Star."

"It’s just the start," she protested. "There’s still so much we need to do..."

"And it’ll get done," I promised her. "But this first step, that’s a tough one. Trust me, I know."

She gazed up at me for a moment, a curious expression on her face.

"What happened to you, Jaxon?" she asked me. "Before we met, I mean. You’re always talking about it like something big went down before you joined the Dogs, but you’ve never told me exactly what."

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