Page 36 of Mr. Arrogant

“Where’s your bathroom?” Jaxon asked.

“Down the hall, first door on the left.”

He jerked his head in a nod and strolled down the hall, disappearing from her sight. She flew into the kitchen and went over to the fridge. She opened the door and reached in for the bottle of wine she’d purchased, saving it for a special night.

Having Jaxon in her home was definitely an occasion that called for wine.

She set the bottle on the island in the center of the room, moving over to her cabinets to find two glasses for them. She stood on her tiptoes and pulled them down. She moved back to the bottle and remembered she’d purchased a cheap one. She loved her five-dollar wine from the local grocery store. There was no cork to fight with, just a good ol’ twist cap.

Sofie opened the wine and poured two glasses. She took a hefty sip from hers and exhaled. Two warm arms surrounded her from behind. She leaned back into Jaxon’s embrace. His strength radiated around her. She could stay here in the circle of his arms forever.

“What you got there?” he asked. Jaxon nuzzled her neck, his breath skating along her skin.

“Pinot Grigio.” It was one of her favorites. She loved the light taste of the crisp, dry wine. It was chilled to perfection. Shedidn’t like too-sweet ones, and this was always one of her go-to favorites.

“I’ve always been a red man myself, but I’d be willing to try it.” He scooped her glass from her hand and lifted it to his lips.

“Hey, that’s mine.” She spun around in his arms, watching him down the rest of what was in her glass. She rolled her eyes at him. “You are not to gulp wine like you’re taking a shot.”

Jaxon shrugged and placed the empty glass down on the counter behind her.

“That’s pretty good.” He gathered her close to him. His head slowly lowered toward hers. “But I have a taste for something else.”

Sofie’s heart thundered. She leaned into Jaxon, already forgiving him for taking her drink. His warm lips molded against hers, his tongue probing her mouth. He tasted of her beloved wine, a hint of pear, apples, and plum. She kissed him back, returning the intensity and surrendering to his hold over her.

Sofie gripped his shirt tight, not wanting him to move away from her. A fire was lit inside her, starting at the tips of her toes and spreading through her body. She whimpered, his hard cock pressing against her. She strained into him, wanting to feel him naked.

Jaxon’s hand came to cup her face, and he angled his head, deepening the kiss. He backed her up until her spine touched the island. He broke the kiss and trailed open-mouthed kisses along her jawline and neck.

Her fingers went to his shirt, and she unbuttoned the top few ones that she could reach.

“Jaxon,” she murmured.

“Fuck, Sofie. I said we’d have our first date, but I can’t keep my fucking hands off you,” he growled. He lifted his head and stared down at her.

Sofie trembled at the look of feral passion in his eyes.

“I don’t want you to keep your hands off me,” she admitted. She finished opening his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. Her hands immediately went to his undershirt and tugged it over his head, revealing his perfectly sculpted pectoral muscles. She sighed, running her fingers along the ridges of his abdomen. She followed the small trail of hair that was sprinkled on his lower stomach.

“Is that so?” His hands slid over her bare thighs and disappeared underneath her dress. He got rid of her panties, dropping them on the floor.

Her dress and bra was next, leaving her naked. The cool air met her skin, but she didn’t feel it. Her body grew flushed from the look of approval in his eyes.

“You’re so fucking perfect.”

He gathered her to him, capturing her lips again. This kiss was different. It was full of need, desire, and heat. Sofie turned her pleasure over to Jaxon. Her body knew who was in charge. His hands slid over her body, caressing her, fueling the fire burning inside her.

Her thighs were slick with the evidence of her need for him. The caress of his fingers on her bare skin was maddening. She needed more of him.

“Jaxon,” she whispered his name again.

He lifted her and placed her on the edge of the island. She leaned back, resting her hands on it while he put his attention on her breasts. She gasped from the slight pain of his teeth. She arched her back, offering herself to him. He suckled, licked, and nipped her mound, trailing his tongue along her chest to the other one. His large hand gripped the one he’d abandoned while his mouth covered her other nipple.

Pleasure raced through her. She hadn’t realized how sensitive her nipples were until he gave them the attention they had been craving. Her pussy ached with need. It was alreadyprepared for his invasion. Her core clenched in anticipation of his thick cock pushing deep inside her.

Sofie dove her fingers into his thick hair, holding him in place. The way he worshiped her breasts had her ready to melt into a puddle on her countertop.

Once he had his fill of her full mounds, he moved farther down her body.

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