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I slowly shake my head. “Never.”
“Then don’t.”
Chapter Nine
Jaxon
Aperfect little gasp escapes her when I close the distance. My lips claim hers like I’ve been starving for years and she’s the only thing that could ever satiate me. Our tongues lash out in a kiss that’s not soft, tentative, or polite, but full of every sin I’ve buried deep.
The ache.
The hunger.
The shame.
The hope.
And she gives it all back, twice as fierce.
The world narrows to the feel of her mouth under mine. The way she moans when I deepen the kiss. The way her fingers tug at my hair.
And just like that, everything breaks open.
“I should’ve never let you near any of this,” I murmur after shoving stray supplies aside and lifting her up onto the table. “But it’s all your fault, did you know that?”
She grasps at me like she doesn’t care what I say as long as I don’t stop touching her.
“‘Cause I like Frank?” she pants, referring to Sinatra.
“Yes, Callie.” I pepper each swell of her beautiful breasts with reverent kisses, smirking against her soft skin. “Because you fucking like Frank.”
“I knew it.”
It’s cute the way she beams. But when I slip her bra down to her waist, she melts, sighing wantonly.
I’m painfully hard against my zipper, but I’ll gladly suffer for a moment longer between these perfect tits. I lavish one rosy nipple until her head falls back, and she’s arching for me to give more attention to the other.
“And because you’re funny.”
“Mm-hmm…”
“And beautiful.”
Her legs wind around my hips, and her giggle breaks my fucking heart in the best way.
I nip, kiss, and lick my way down her ribs and belly, then pause just before unfastening the button at the top of her jeans. “And forgiving.”
Her brows pinch at the sincerity in my words and the truth, clear as day, on my face. She wobbles once I place her on her feet, eyes shining with emotion.
“You’re easy to forgive.”
I wink at her, parting just long enough to make a pallet for us on the floor. Then I come right back to what we’ve started.
“Warden,” she whispers.
“Yes, Miss Finley?”
“I want you.” Her throat bobs, making my cock twitch. “All of you.”
