Page 21 of Beach Bum Billion-Heiress
"Thirty seconds, Sage."
My gaze flew back to his, realizing he wanted me to spit out my plan now, and knowing my brain wasn't going to be able to do it. I wasn't used to this level of intensity, having only dated preppy college boys and corporate stiffs who lacked flirting skills of any kind. Hell, I didn't think this was even flirting. Jax was flat out telling me what he wanted and that was hot.
"Later," I whispered as I lifted my arms and wrapped them around his neck. I had to lift up on my toes to even reach, but the moment Jax saw my intent, his hands grabbed my hips and lifted me up, slamming our bodies together. I wrapped my legs around his waist and just held on for dear life, unsure that this was really happening.
Jax pivoted and my back crashed into the wall of his apartment. I didn't have time to register pain before his lips slammed down on mine, swallowing my gasp of surprise. His warm tongue flicked across my lower lip, demanding entrance I was all too happy to give him. Hips pressed into my center the same time his tongue plunged into my mouth, tasting me. I groaned, too lost in the moment to worry about moving too far, too fast with him. He was all heat and solid muscle, consuming me as I was pinned helplessly to the wall.
I had no frame of reference for this kiss. It didn't even compare to any kiss I'd ever had. The kiss reverberated all the way down to my toes, my mind completely shutting off and my senses taking over. Gripping his hair in both fists, I pulled him closer and ground my hips on his body, completely out of control.
"Do you need that?" Jax pulled a fraction of an inch away from my lips, his voice like tires over gravel.
I blinked, not comprehending what he was asking or why the hell he was coming up for air when I had every intention of never breathing again if only I could die kissing him.
With our bodies finally still, I felt a vibration coming from my backside. Realizing it was my cell phone in my back pocket, I dragged a hand out of his hair and reached around to silence it. No call could be worth pausing something that felt so good.
I glanced down to turn it off, seeing my father's face on the screen. I screwed my eyes shut tight, desperately trying not to let his intrusion douse this heat.
"It's okay if you need to talk to him, Sage." Jax let an inch of space come between us and helped me slide down his body. Feet firmly back on the ground, I nodded, knowing my father would just keep calling back, getting angrier each time I ignored his call.
I cleared my throat. "I actually do have to take this." I looked up at him, not able to hold back the proud smile at his mussed hair, knowing my hands had done that. He didn't look angry at all, I was relieved to see. Just hotter than hell in his plaid, flannel pants and ripped torso I'd had my legs around just moments earlier.
This was why I needed to be free of my father once and for all. I was not going to be turning thirty next year and still be dropping everything to take his call like a disobedient child. Mark my words.
"Hold that thought."
