Page 161 of Second Chance Mates

He presses me back into the counter within a fraction of a second. I gasp as his body covers mine with possession and dominance. My neck cranks to meet his eyes, and I find myself turning sheepish yet my arousal floods out of me like a river. It’s clear he senses it because his nostrils flare, and I can practically see his heart beating outside of his chest.

“You have no idea what you’ve got yourself in for,” he grunts huskily.

Before I know it, I’m hurled over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I yelp out in surprise as he carries me away. My eyes are level with his bare back and then they wander down to his ass. I’m helpless.

Jaxon carries me upstairs without saying a single word. We enter our room, and he throws me down onto the bed, my hair sprawling out across the sheets. He stands at the foot of the bed, looking down on me with dilated eyes.

He kneels onto the mattress and leans over me. At first, he trails his lips across the skin on my neck that’s hot like lava. Both his hands begin to fumble with the buttons on my summer dress. Not being able to wait any longer, he rips the dress open, and the buttons ricochet against the floor.

I release a shaky tremble as his mouth drags across the tops of my breasts—I’m completely exposed because I hate wearing bras. He nips at the skin and removes the rest of the dress from my body. Each kiss is firm and determined. Perfectly placed. I throw my head back against the bed and sigh in satisfaction.

His fingers find my underwear as he pushes them to the side and caresses my core. I moan out loud and spread my legs. I clutch onto the bed sheets when he slips a finger inside me and then another. He doesn’t play around. He quickly thrusts, and my hips buckle. “Holy shit,” I cry out.

My eyes close in shuddering pleasure as he eases his way out and then in. A kiss is pressed to my sternum and over my nipples that are as hard as rocks. He sucks one into his mouth at the same time he curls his fingers inside me.

The sound that comes out of my mouth isn’t human.

“That feel good, baby?”

Our eyes meet, and I bite on my lip hard enough to draw blood. I nod, incapable of words that will make sense as he works his fingers inside me like magic. He tugs and sucks my nipples gently, which makes me jolt, but he holds me down.

Wetness coats my thighs as he works faster and my head is lost in the clouds. He works his way up my neck and over my jaw, where he watches me with adoration and a sprinkle of lust. His lips claim mine, and he knocks all the air out of my lungs when his tongue sweeps my mouth.

I’m on the brink when he speeds up, and I clamp down on his lip, desperate to fall over the edge. I’m building and building. I groan into the kiss—seconds away from absolute pleasure.

Then he pulls his fingers from me, and I glare at him in desperation. I hate the smirk that sits on his face. “W-wha–” I can hardly get the words out as I watch him suck on his fingers. “Jax, please.”

He quirks a brow in my direction as he sits back on his knees, staring down at me with misty eyes. “You think I didn’t hear your little thoughts earlier today slip through our bond?”

“I used my barriers,” I heave.

Jaxon releases a wicked laugh that sends shivers to my toes. “Not well enough, baby.”

“What did you hear?”

“Most of it.”

I throw my head back to the bed. I’m pooling with heat. My heart rattles so loud I’m sure he can hear it. He crawls over my body once more and kisses me with rough passion. “You tell me the fucking second I cross any boundaries. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes.”

“Good,” he grunts against my mouth.

He flips me around so I’m face-down in the bed and slaps his hand across my ass. I moan into the sheets as the pain spreads into warmth and pleasure. My fingers curl into the duvet for leverage.

When he slips my underwear down my legs and presses his finger against my slit, I groan loudly. He pulls my hips back so I’m now on all fours with a handprint branding my ass. A liberating thrill rushes down my spine, and my core throbs in desperate need to finish.

He spanks me again and then rubs his hand across the skin with reassurance. I scream out in pure ecstasy. “Fuck, baby,” he rasps. “You’re so wet for me.”

The spot on my ass burns but in a way that reminds me I’m alive. I don’t like it; I love it. He’s driving me crazy, and he’s barely touched me. This is everything I wanted and more.

I crank my neck backwards to look at him as he discards his trousers and boxers and fists his cock. I quiver as he kneels behind me and positions himself at my entrance. For a few moments, he teases me, I try to push back in anticipation, but he tuts, and I’m met with another spank.

“Jax,” I cry.

“You okay?”

My teeth sink into my lip as I nod. “Please. I need you.”

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