Page 30 of Finding Her Panthers

Putting her out of her misery, I take her nipple into my mouth and suck lightly. Her hips jerk against mine, trying to find the friction she needs. I press my hands harder on her bound ones in a warning. She whimpers but stops. I run my tongue back and forth lavishly over one breast then move to the other. The sounds coming from her are driving me crazy with need. I need her to come soon, or I won’t be able to stop from throwing her back on the couch and fucking her.

Using my teeth, I bite the top of her tank top until it folds in defeat underneath her breasts, baring them to me for the first time. Jesus. Beautiful. “Beautiful,” I tell her honestly. They are just the right size to fill my hands to bursting. I crave that. But I promised just to use my mouth, and my promises are carved in stone.

“Blue,” she whines in impatience.

Holding nothing back, I dive in, sucking hard, making sure to give both equal attention. Controlling myself is difficult at this point. Her taste, smell, and moans almost put me over the top. The priority is giving her what she needs, what I know she craves. “Has anyone just worshipped your tits and made you come?” Breathing the words out, barely grazing her nipple. I look up at her.

She licks her lips. “N…no.”

“Hmmm...thinking about anyone else touching you in any way makes me want to kill them,” I confess. My hands convulse on her hands. She moans, making me see her in a new light. “Does that turn you on? Just the thought of me murdering for you?”

Her brow furrows, then she confesses, “Maybe a little.”

I give her a slow lick in appreciation. “Embrace the things that turn you on. I do not judge. You haven’t seen half the dark parts that make me up.” Blowing on her hard nipple, pebbling it more, taking it in my mouth once more, I reward her for her honesty, sucking and squeezing her hands rhythmically, overwhelming her with stimulation. I was afraid the things I needed would overwhelm her, disgust her. But now, I’m anxious to explore with her, test her, and love her. She throws her head back as she screams in passion, the heat from her come seeping through her pajama pants onto mine.

“This is becoming a habit. Me walking into a room finding you with one of my brothers.” James sighs sadly by the door. We both jump, turning our heads. It shows how distracted I was. I had no clue they even came through the gate. “When do I get my invitation?” he pouts, crossing his arms over his chest in a huff.

Jax is silent, studying us as he walks over, stopping at the side of the couch, cocking his head when he notices her top still exposing her to his hot gaze. She watches him warily, not sure of his reaction, but I have no doubts of where his thoughts are.

He flicks his eyes to hers, gazing steadily, burning brightly with desire, lowering slowly before licking her nipple once, then sucking it whole for one pull. Her gasp is loud in the too-quiet room.

“Feeling better?” Jax asks when he pulls back, a smirk on his face, enjoying her shock.

“Yes?” She’s not quite sure how she should answer.

“I’m glad, baby girl. I see Blue took care of you?” he says, looking back down at her barely covered torso.

We both look down dumbly, reminding me to release her hands, then both reach for her shirt at the same time, knocking our knuckles together. We could be in a comedy once we finally accomplish our task, looking up bashfully.

“Damn, foiled again. I didn’t get a suck.” James shakes his head mournfully.

Harmony bursts out laughing, holding her stomach.

James grins and heads to the fridge once he effectively breaks the bubble of tension.

I grin, knowing his goal all along.

I help Harmony off my lap, so she doesn’t incapacitate me in her rush. Standing and adjusting myself, I try walking to everyone gathered in the kitchen.

“Everything good?” I ask Jax.

He hands out beer to all and takes a pull from his. “Yes. Stephan had it all taken care of. He found a bug in your office. They overheard our plans. They knew we would be at her apartment. He smashed it. No more.” He gives me a questioning look when I tense, and Harmony chokes on her beer.

“Shit. Harmony and I had a moment today,” I explain.

“A sexy moment?” James asks, standing behind Harmony, rubbing her back while she gathers herself.

I just give him a dirty look. “Could he tell how long it had been there?” Stephan is really good with technology. If he couldn’t tell, the next bet would be James. He likes to act like all he thinks about is fun and being a goof, but he is brilliant.

“From what he can tell, about a month,” Jax says seriously.

“I keep the door locked all the time,” I state, frustrated.

“Can you think of a time you had to slip out a moment? If Cindy were determined, she would be watching.”

“Not that I remember. But if I had to rush out to the floor, it could have happened. My question is, why my office? She hated me. It would make more sense if it were one of you.” I gesture to them.

“Maybe it wasn’t her. Maybe it was him,” Harmony suggests, leaning back comfortably on James.

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