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Jax
Morning came before I was ready. I'd fully intended to wake Sage up one more time during the night and experience the feel of her body surrounding me. The thought of her letting me do dirty things to her and loving every second of it, had me hard and ready.
Slamming car doors downstairs in my parking lot had me cursing at the time, cursing the people intruding on my night with Sage, and even cursing the fatigue that kept me sleeping when I should have been touching every inch of the beautiful girl tangled up next to me.
The clock said it was barely six o'clock.
I pulled her arm off my chest and sat upright, rubbing a hand across my eyes and through my hair. Voices floated up through my windows, letting me know I'd have to get up and deal with whatever was happening down there. Sunday mornings were usually slow, vacationers looking to sleep in, not rent a boat at the crack of dawn.
"Jax?" Sage's sleepy voice had me turning back to her, to hell with the people on my property. I rolled on top of her, her long legs opening for me immediately, like they knew that was the place I belonged. I couldn't help the roll of my hips or the growl that left my throat.
She drove me crazy.
I grabbed her hands and pulled them above her head, dipping down to kiss her, wanting to devour her before the outside world intruded on this perfect bubble we'd created in my shitty apartment.
A loud crash outside jolted my head up.
"What the fuck was that?" I groaned, dropping my forehead to Sage's. I rolled off of her, climbing out of bed and about to head downstairs to rip into whomever was the cause of this bullshit.
"Um, that may be my fault..." Sage scooted up on the bed, the sheet falling from her, making my eyes drop to take in the view. "Eyes up, lifeguard."
My gaze flew to hers, startled. I'd only looked for a second, or so I thought. It was hard to focus on the words coming out of her mouth, considering her hair was all a mess and knowing I'd done that. Those perfect breasts I'd feasted on last night were right there, out in the open. It had been dark last night. I hadn't gotten a good look until now. And they were breasts that were made for looking at. Intensely.
"... so it should just be a few people."
"Wait, say that again?" I forced myself to focus on what she was saying this time. I was strong enough to resist the pull of the most perfect breasts on earth. I was pretty sure.
"I called up Esa yesterday and asked for her help. I thought with the restaurant rebuild happening next door, we'd want to spruce up The Surf Shack too. She called me last night, right before my father and I got here. It's all set up." Her eyes were wide, voice much less confident than last night when she'd told me she wanted me.
My brain was darting around, trying to connect the dots and coming up empty. It was still early, I needed coffee, and I needed another few nights with a naked Sage before I could function at a hundred percent. Make that more than a few nights.
"What's all set up?"
"The crew. A group of community members got together after Esa called them and they said they'd come out today to start the repairs."
The light bulb came on and I reared my head back. "Volunteers? Repairs on my shop?"
I was wide awake now. People, volunteers who must think I'm a charity case, were here to do things to my own store that I hadn't known about. What. The. Fuck.
I was seeing red in a matter of a split second, but Sage seemed oblivious, her gaze raking up and down my body.
"Hey! Eyes up here, heiress." Two could play this little game. I was breathing hard, partly from anger, partly from the hot look on Sage's face as she found a few body parts she liked. She jumped up, that lithe, naked body distracting in its perfection, draining some of the anger out of me.
"I'm sor--"
That was all she got out before I'd lunged at her, picked her up and spun her around. Her back hit the wall, the frame just two feet away clanking against the dry wall threatening to come down. In the back of my mind, I remembered I'd promised myself not to manhandle her again like this, but in my current frame of mine I couldn't seem to care. She'd pissed me off and then she had the audacity to look damn fine as she unmanned me in front of my town. Right or wrong, I had a sudden need to prove just how much of a man I was.
My hands held her head in place while I attacked her mouth, my tongue plunging inside, shutting her up and making her remember who the hell I was. A moan escaped her mouth right before her legs came around me, ankles locking behind me at my waist. My girl liked it hard, liked it rough.
Another crash sounded from outside, reminding me of what was important right now. I pulled my mouth off of hers to growl my displeasure.
"You made decisions about my business without consulting me first?"
She was breathing hard, her breath mixing with mine as I ground my hips into her. I was hard again, using my own body to drive her crazy, yet not giving her what she wanted.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think. It through. I just wanted. To surprise you." She was gasping now, her mouth latching onto the skin at my neck, hands trying to pull my head back to hers.
