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“If you go in the top cupboard, you’ll find some better drinks for this. Let me go get you something,” he says in my ear. I simply nod. I watch as he strides out of the room, running a hand through his dark curls as he does.

I bet he’s feeling this, too.

EIGHT

JAX

Song- Desire, MEG MYERS

I pace through my living room, stopping just short of the bedroom. I feel like an ass, almost losing myself in memories of Kai. Initiating the game is supposed to be fun, a way to lighten the mood. But all that’s happened is my dick is hard as fuck, and every time she blushes, my heart pounds. She’s a perfect everything.

With my steel piercing caught between my teeth, I lean back against the door, my eyes fixed on her as she energetically searches the cupboards. A smile spreads across her face the moment she lays her hands on the tequila. I can’t help but notice that tiny dimple on her left cheek.

I stay fixed in place. She really shouldn’t be here. Nor should my cock be twitching just watching her.

Kicking myself back up, I head to my bedroom, rummaging around for an oversized top and rolling up my sleeves. The temperature is soaring in here.

If she wants to forget today, she needs out of that wedding dress.

“For you,” I say, handing her one of my black shirts.

“You know I’m technically your sister-in-law right now? I shouldn’t be here, should I?” she teases, taking the fabric from between my fingers.

I swallow past the lump in my throat. That’s what makes this so damn hot. She’s the woman I can’t have. That I shouldn’t want. I’ve never been one to play by the rules, and now, there’s no one to keep me on the straight and narrow.

I can’t focus on anything but her slender neck as she tips her head back and drinks the tequila straight from the bottle. My hard on is twitching against my zipper. It’s almost painful at this point.

“I just thought you’d want to get out of that dress.” I bite back a grin as the lie rolls off my tongue.

“So you didn’t even contemplate the fact you might sneak a look?” She looks up at me through her thick lashes.

She’s got me. We both know it.

“You could have just dropped me at a hotel, you know?”

She leans back against the counter, tapping her nails against the bottle with a grin. I can’t stop myself from closing the distance between us, our noses almost touching.

“I could have. What kind of man would that make me?”

One that doesn’t want to bend his sister-in-law over the counter and fuck her senseless.

She sucks in a breath, tipping her chin up to me with a fire behind those beautiful green eyes that sparks something deep inside me back to life.

“I think you’re one of the good ones, Jax. You’re a rule follower.” She runs her tongue along her lips and I can’t tear my eyes away. I want this woman, probably more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.

She captivates me. For the first time in a long time, I don’t feel empty. Fuck it. I’m going to hell, anyway.

“Do you want to get naughty with me, sweetheart? Break them with me?” I whisper against her jaw, smiling as she shivers against me.

“How badly?” she asks in a sultry tone, trailing her hands up my abs and landing on my pecs. She can probably feel my heart pounding against her palm.

Clicking my tongue piercing against my teeth, I lean in closer so she’s pressed tight against me. My hands squeeze the countertop, the only thing stopping me from tearing that dress off her like an animal.

“I think we can shatter just about every fucking rule that exists, baby. Tonight, I’m all yours.”

A moment of silence feels like hours as I wait for her reaction to my words. I’ve never hidden who I am or what I want. And right now, she’s the prize I’ve set my sights on.

She gathers up her maroon curls in her hands and spins so her back is to me, brushing against me as she does. “Help me out of this dress.”

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