Page 28 of The Summer Ultimatum

I love the way her body responds as I trail hot kisses along her jaw and down the column of her neck. From her sexy moans, I quickly find a spot that drives her wild. Breathlessly, she begs, “Oh, God, more, Jax. Right there.”

Cupping her perfect breast in my hand, I give her what she wants. Sloane writhes and presses against my body as I find new ways to drive her wild. The most exquisite moan falls from her lips when I kiss along her collarbone to the swell of her breast.

She tastes fucking fantastic— a mixture of something sweet and spicy that I can’t quite place, but forever in my mind will be engraved as Sloane. I could feast on her for days and never tire.

The fabric is tight and as my fingers skim under her bra, I’m forced to step back and ask, “Help?”

Grinning, she crosses her hands in front of her chest. Before I can take my next breath, her beautiful full breasts are freed from their confinement. I swear all the air I have rushes out as I take in her beauty. She’s beautiful from the inside out, but I can’t breathe, and I certainly can’t speak because all the synapses to my brain are short circuiting.

This woman is a fucking goddess.

“See somethin’ ya like?” she teases me when I’m frozen in place. Then when I don’t respond, she cups her hands under her breasts and lifts them. “They’re just boobs, Jax. See… they wiggle just like the rest of me.”

“Oh my fucking God,” I moan but make a point to only focus on her eyes. “For the record, before a single stitch of clothing was removed, I thought you were the most beautiful woman in the world. Now—” I swallow hard as my eyes roam her body. “You’re hands down the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, too.”

Reaching for me, she whispers, “Show me.”

And that’s exactly what I do.

Our lips collide together, and our limbs intertwine. When I can’t take any more, I lift her with ease, walking her to the bed, where I deposit her at the foot of the bed. She squirms toward the middle to make room for me, but I stop her. “Stay right there. Keep your legs at the end.”

For a second, I can tell she’s thinking about challenging me, so I quickly warn, “Sloane. Let me show you how beautiful you are. Let me taste every inch of you. Let me have my way with you. You’re always in control, and right now—in this moment, you need to let go.”

For the first time ever, her shoulders relax, and a sexy smile spreads across her gorgeous face. Then she whispers, “You always know just what I need.”

“I’m determined to try,” I promise as I lower my body over hers, kissing that grin off her face. I take my time, kissing down her body and across her breast. Gently squeezing one, to roll her nipple between my thumb and finger, my mouth latches onto the other, sucking hard.

“Oh, Jax,” she moans, arching off the bed. “That feels incredible.”

Taking my free hand, I slide my fingers down her thigh and back up to her core. Through the thin fabric of her pants, I can feel her heat and dampness. Cupping her mound, my fingers trace her folds through the fabric. Sloane squirms like crazy, and I know she wants more. Reaching for the waistband of her leggings, I ask, “Can I take these off?”

Nodding, she pants, “Yes.”

Before I know it, she’s slithering out of her pants and kicking them to the floor.

Sloane completely exposed is a sight to behold. Once again, my breath catches in my throat as I take in her body. She’s soft, sexy, and absolutely stunning.

After a few heartbeats, my body unlocks from the hold she has on me. Leaning in to make good on my promise, I brush my thumb along her full lips. Meeting her eyes so there’s no confusion, I tell her how I feel. “You are so beautiful, Sloane.”

Starting over again, I kiss her from head to toe. She pants as she writhes against me as I explore each and every inch of her—except where she wants it most.

“Jax,” she moans as I kiss up her inner thigh to her hip.

“Yes, Sloane,” I prompt between kisses.

“Stop teasing me,” she says, fisting my hair in her hand.

Running a finger from her slit to her clit, she’s dripping with need.

“Tell me what you want,” I say, dragging wet kisses along her lower abdomen.

It’s sexy as hell when she takes what she wants and shoves my head lower. “This. Fucking make me come already. I’m not sure I can handle this torture much longer.”

Laughing, I slide my tongue where my fingers had just been. Using my hands, I spread her wide and lick her sensitive flesh. She tastes fucking incredible. Licking from her center, I trail my tongue along her slit up to swirl around her clit. I repeat the motion and as she writhes under me, just when I don’t think she can take any more, I plunge two fingers inside her and scissor them as I suck firmly on her sensitive clit.

Her hands fist my hair so tight, I swear I’ll be bald when this is over, but I don’t fucking care. She fucking tastes incredible.

When a guttural growl erupts from her lungs, her legs tighten around my head like a vise. Immediately, her body pulses around my fingers for a split second before her entire body rocks with pleasure.

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