Page 20 of Deadly Desires

“So you say. How did you know where I would be?”

“I didn’t. This is my brother’s club. I come here every weekend.”

Feeling stupid that it’s such an obvious answer, I focus on the crowd in front of us. Jaxon isn’t having that though, he grabs my chin and turns me to look at him.

“Does that bother you, little sparrow?”

Does it bother me? I have a flash of jealousy when I think about how many women he must pick up from here, but I quickly squash it down.

“Not really, it’s just a weird coincidence. I tend not to believe in them.”

“Rest assured, I did not stalk you here,” he states, calming my nerves.

I take a good look at Jaxon then. He’s undeniably attractive, and I gravitate toward him so easily. The physical attraction that was present over the internet is tenfold in person. We talk a little more, discussing our likes and dislikes. All the while, he continues using his free hand to make small circles on my thigh.

Conversation with Jaxon is easy, a lot easier than I thought it was going to be. I thought I would feel embarrassed because of the sexting, but I’m not, surprisingly.

“So, Melody, what brought you here to Club LAX?”

“Just needed a night out is all. It’s been a stressful week to say the least.”

He leans over and whispers in my ear, “Can I help take some of that stress away…”

I bite my lip, contemplating his words. Jaxon all but groans before taking a hand and tangling it in my long hair. Tugging me closer to him, he whispers, “Don’t bite your lip unless you want me to take you right here in this booth.”

My eyes widen at his words, my cheeks flushing scarlet from the promise they hold. I bite my lip again without even thinking, and before I realize what is happening, Jaxon’s lips crash into mine. The kiss is scorching, his tongue sweeping my lips, begging for entrance. I meet his tongue with my own, and I swear fireworks are going off behind my eyelids. His tongue dances with mine and I’m moaning. Jaxon captures my moan with his mouth, biting my lip gently and pulling slightly. I hiss through my teeth. That was such a turn on. I’m pretty sure my panties are soaked by now, and I blush from the thought alone.

Jaxon takes control of the kiss, grabbing the back of my head and angling me in such a way that he’s able to deepen the kiss. I reach out a hand on his thigh to steady myself. My hand feels nothing but solid muscle.

What am I doing? Someone could see us at any moment now. Leaning back out of the kiss to put some space between us, Jaxon moves before I can utter a single word to him. The man grabs my hips and swings me over his lap so that I’m facing him. My dress rides up and I realize what I’m feeling is his hard cock directly against my hot center. Jaxon is looking directly at my breasts that have been conveniently thrust into his face. Throwing all caution to the wind, I run my hands through his short black hair, pulling softly so he looks up at me. This time, it’s my turn to smirk.

“Like what you see, Jax?”

“Mmm, very much so, little sparrow. Do you like what you feel?”

I shift my hips, grinding down on his cock. He throws his head back, letting out a breathy moan before leaning back to my ear.

“Keep doing that and I won’t be able to control myself.”

The thought excites me and before I can stop myself, I grind down on him again, giving him a teasing smile and a flutter of my lashes.

I lean forward and whisper, “What if I don’t want you to?”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, little sparrow.”

In answer, I grind down on him and lean into his ear taking the lobe between my teeth and letting out a breathy moan. This man can have all of me. I might regret it in the morning, but right now, he has all of me if he wants it.

“Show me what you got, Jax.”

Before I can even register what is happening, Jaxon lifts my hips and spins me around in his lap so my back is flush with his chest. His hands lightly feather up my thighs, pulling my dress up around my hips. I am a curvy woman, but Jaxon handles me like I’m light as a feather. Not wasting any time, he teases his fingers up my inner thigh and palms my throbbing center.

“Already so wet for me, aren’t you, baby? Absolutely dripping in need for this cock.”

I can’t say anything. I’m desperate for something, anything this man can give me to soothe this aching need I have. He applies pressure with his palm on my clit, and I’m involuntarily grinding my hips back into him, desperate for some sort of release.

He lets out a low chuckle in my ear before taking his fingers and moving my panties to the side. He rubs my lips, teasing me with his slow perusal. I let out a breathy moan. “Jaxon.”

“Hmm, little sparrow, do you want something?”

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