Page 27 of Something Borrowed

“Condom,” she breathed, hardly able to control her voice as she realized how fucking hot it was that he hadn’t even fully undressed.

Without a word he reached around his ankles and pulled one out of his back pocket.

“Cheeky,” she laughed.

“Prepared,” he retorted, tearing the foil in his teeth.

She watched as he slid it over his length, giving his shaft a squeeze before looking back at her. There were no words needed, she simply crawled over his body and took him into her hands. He was as thick as she remembered, and a thrill raced through her as she lifted off just enough to place the head of his shaft inside.

Grunting, he bucked his hips, slipping his cock further into her body. “You’re trying to killme.”

Pushing her breasts out, she used her free hand to tug the bra straps off and let it fall to his chest as her other hand continued to guide him in to the hilt. She shuddered at the sting of his dick stretching her core and cried out as he hands quickly reached out to cup her breasts. Her body pulsed, and she couldn’t hold off any longer.

Rocking her hips slowly, she started a rhythm that was far slower than any they had used during their only other weekend together. Back and forth she moved, seeming to glide on and off his shaft as she did. His hands enveloped her larger breasts and she threw her head back with a groan as he molded them to hiswill.

“No more playing, Adrianna.”

“No more,” she agreed, licking her lips as pleasure jolted throughher.

His hands left her breasts and landed on her hips, grabbing them and grinding her against him in a fashion far too quick for her to achieve on her own. The room disappeared as they continued their fast and furious fuck, all she could focus on was the swirl of bliss building like a tornado inside ofher.

“Jax,” she panted, dropping her hands to his chest and leaning forward, thrusting at a new angle. She could practically feel him slipping free of her wetness and sliding all the way back into the hilt with each motion. “Jaxson,” she cried, her body shattering harder than it had from his tongue mere minutes prior. She couldn’t find the strength to continue moving as her eyes seemed to roll up into herhead.

His hands and hips took over, thrusting into her so hard and fast she screamed a third time, unsure of how her body had peaked a third time. Her name tore from his lips and his hands released her hips, though he continued much slower, lazy strokes. She was boneless, laying her head down on top of him, sliding him free of her body as she didso.

“My God,” she whispered.

“No need to refer to me in such a fashion,” Jaxon chuckled, dropping a kiss to her shoulder. “That was mind blowing.”

“I don’t even have the energy to snark back at you.” She sighed, her body pleasantly still feeling shocks of pleasure. “We’re going to need to do that at least ten more times before you leave Saturday afternoon.”

The rumble of his laugh vibrated through his chest. “I think I can arrangethat.”

She picked her head up and looked down at him. Whereas the last time she saw him, she had seen traces of who he’d been, all she saw as she gazed down was the man who had the ability to crush her heart nearly as powerfully as he had made her climax.

“You bring something out in me,” she said, trailing her fingertip over the uniform top he stillwore.

“I’m going to take that as the king of all compliments. I don’t want anyone else seeing you the way Ihave.”

The possessive nature of the comment brought a blush to her cheeks. “Keep playing your cards right and I can promise you, you will be the last person to ever touch me likethis.”

Had she said that to him ten years ago he would have thrown her into the wall jumping up to bolt away. He just stared up at her before tracing the line of her face with his thumb. “I like the sound ofthat.”

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“What didyou really want to be when you grew up?” he asked her, twirling pasta around thefork.

She swallowed a bite and lifted her eyes to ceiling, something he noticed she did anytime she thought.

“Well, I suppose nothing. I mean, at some point I remember wanting to go to the Olympics for volleyball, but I knew that really wasn’t an option. Living here you learn to either love the news or hate it. I wanted to have a hand in helping people learn about the danger, without fearingit.”

“Admirable,” he said around the lip of his water glass. “And are you achievingit?”

She sighed and set her fork down. “Not in the slightest. You just can’t put a positive spin on how much crime happens in this city, or any other big city I suppose.”

Her sadness was a palpable entity in the room and he immediately wished he knew the way to fix it for her, but there was no fix. In fact, many of the things on her regret list were things no one could fix – like wishing she’d gone away to college to see more of the country or wanting more space to adopt a third dog. Each one of them was well out of his control, but it didn’t stop him from wishing there was a way he could fix them. A few months ago he would’ve been terrified at how badly he wanted to make her smile, not he was simply recognizing it for what it was. He was falling in love with her. Even without the traditional dating scenarios, Adrianna had melted into his heart and he knew there was no way he would leave to go back to Germany without having given it to her completely.

“What about you? I know at one point you dreamed about playing for The Saints.”

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