Page 173 of The Trouble With Bad Boys

I open my eyes to see Jaxon crawling up between my legs. He’s naked and his cock is rock hard.

And he looks incredible. Like always.

“You know, I love you in these yoga pants,” he says as he runs his hands up over my thighs.

“They’re new. You’ve never seen me in them before,” I say, desperately trying my hardest not to be seduced by this man.

I shouldn’t be. He kidnapped me. That was after he broke up with me and tore my heart out. And he didn’t call even once for an entire year.

All of these things should make me hate him.

Jaxon dips his head to press a soft kiss just above my right knee. Looking up at me, he grins. “I didn’t mean these exact pants. I just like you in yoga pants in general. They make your ass look incredible.”

“You know, I wanted to hate you for a long time.”

He plants another kiss an inch higher on my leg. “But you couldn’t.”

So cocky. It would serve him right if I did hate him.

If only I could.

“What makes you think I don’t?” I ask as he begins to pepper my inner thigh with soft kisses that drive me wild. “Men aren’t the only ones who can sleep with someone they don’t care about, you know.”

As much as I wish any of that was true for me, I can’t lie. There’s always been something about Jaxon that I can’t deny makes me want him.

He lifts his head and grins like he knows all of this. “Tia, you never got serious with anyone in the entire year we were apart. You couldn’t because you still love me, which works because I never stopped loving you.”

I want to be as cocky as he is, but it’s not my nature. I like being honest with people I care about, and he’s no exception.

Then I realize what he said about my never getting serious with any of those guys I dated this past year and sit bolt upright. “Did you watch me while we were broken up?”

Sliding up my body, he doesn’t answer my question. Instead, he tilts his hips and glides his hard cock between my legs, exciting me more than I want to admit.

When he leans down to kiss me, he whispers against my lips, “I couldn’t stop myself. I needed to know you were okay.”

He cups my face in his strong hands as I look up into his eyes and admit the truth. “I wasn’t okay, Jaxon. You have no idea how lost I was all that time.”

Sadness fills his eyes, but he wills it away with a smile. “No more being lost. I found you, and you’re mine forever this time.”

“Promise?”

“I promise, Tia.”

His lips brush against mine before he kisses me long and deep, sending need coursing through my body. I dreamed of this moment for so long and doubted it would ever happen, and now we’re here together in this strange place that reminds me of the house where we first surrendered to what we felt all that time ago. I forgave him for what happened there, and I can’t help but forgive him for the year apart and even for kidnapping me.

That’s what you do when you’re in love with someone.

I feel his hips lift off me, and then a second later, he eases into my needy pussy, filling me completely like he was always meant for me and only me. Like every time we’re together, the feeling is sublime. He slowly pumps into me, taking his time even though I see in his expression he’s eager for much more.

Running my finger along the dark stubble on his jaw, I study his gorgeous face. He truly is stunning with those deep brown eyes that seem to hold all the secrets I’ve always wanted to learn and chiseled masculine features that hint at his ruthlessness.

“Don’t hold back.”

He stares down at me with such piercing intensity that I almost want to look away. “It’s been a long year without you. I’m not sure I can be gentle if I loosen the reins on all my demons.”

“I want you to, Jaxon. No holding back. I want this reunion to be as honest as we always promised we’d be with one another.”

His hands slide up to my throat, and with his right thumb, he traces the outline of my lips. “I love you, Tia. I’m sorry I wasn’t honest a year ago. I’m going to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, starting now.”

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