Page 78 of One Lucky Cowboy

Jax had been in the middle of a deep sleep when the weight pressing against him lifted suddenly. His eyes shot open.

Jill was sitting up beside him. He glanced down at the red circle on his chest that was still warm to the touch. She’d been laying on his chest.

“Hey, gorgeous,” he said, stretching his back while he rubbed hers. “How’d you sleep?”

She frowned, sending him to high alert.

“Um, good. Too good.” Her eyes darted around the room like a trapped calf.

“How’s that?” He rubbed her back, but she squirmed away from his touch. Did he do something wrong? Did she regret last night? “Hey, you okay, Jill? What can I do?”

“I’m late, Jax. I overslept.” She threw off the covers and made to sprint away from him.

He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her against him before she could escape.

That’s it? She overslept? One of the hottest things about this woman was her drive and passion. But at some point, she had to realize there was more to life than only work. Maybe he could help.

“Uh-uh. Not on my watch. The sun’s still behind the cliffs, which means it isn’t even six yet. Come back to bed.”

“Jax, it’s five thirty. If I want to get a run in, shower, and meet with the teachers, I have to get up now.”

He grinned.

“I’ve got a way you can burn some energy instead of running. It’s more fun and a helluva workout.”

To show her just how fun, he ran a finger along her silhouette, tracing the curves of her hips and legs until he got to the V-shaped copse of groomed hair at her center. He dipped beneath her folds to make her wet for him.

She gasped, arching her back, her eyes closed and mouth parted. He bent over her breasts, which were the perfect size to take in his mouth and sucked one until her nipple hardened against his tongue.

“Oh God, Jax. I can’t. I’ve got so much to do—”

He nipped at her nipple. “Are you sure?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered, but her hands were around his neck, pulling him on top of her. “No. Oh, you’re so bad for me.”

“Well, if we’re going to be bad, we might as well go all the way.”

Jax left her breast wet and moved his mouth down her stomach, licking and kissing every bit of her perfect, smooth skin as he went. When he got to the place his fingers still teased, he slipped two fingers as deep inside her as they’d go, and his tongue took their place at her core.

He sucked on her throbbing center.

“Yes! Oh, Jax,” she cried out.

His name on her lips set a bomb off inside him, driving him into her with everything he had. Her fingers tangled in his hair while his fingers thrust against her.

Her hips trembled and she screamed his name, but only when her tremors subsided and her body relaxed beneath his did he relent, moving back up her stomach with lips that still weren’t quenched.

God, he wanted all of her. He’d thought, as it’d been with most of the women he’d dated, he’d have fun but grow bored. But he couldn’t imagine a day where he didn’t want to devour this woman and make her scream his name over and over again.

Her hand wrapped around his very evident appreciation of what she’d just let him do to her. He groaned, the touch firm but soft at the same time.

Christ, what he wanted to do to Jill, to have her do to him…

“What’re you doing?” he asked. She gazed up at him, her mascara slightly smudged beneath her eyes, her bottom lip drawn between her teeth, her hair messed with the fun they’d had the night before and that morning. She’d never been more beautiful.

“If you think you’re calling that my workout, you’re sorely mistaken. You’ve got a six-mile run to make up for, mister.”

She guided him to her, and he shuddered with want. She was still so damn wet.

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