Page 24 of The Book Signing

I’m hyperaware of his finger grazing up and down my neck and chest, never going further to my breasts. My breathing becomes shallow, giving away my reaction towards him. Jaxon smirks, his eyes glittering with mischief. I narrow my eyes at him before he says, “You watched me without stopping until I looked over my shoulder.”

“I didn’t watch. I simply saw a man moving, and it caught my eye. That’s all.” I huff but let him stay close and continue to touch me.

He laughs and cups the back of my head and leans towards my ear. “Liar.” Then he stops and inhales my hair. “Mmm, peaches. It suits you.”

Next thing I know, his lips are on mine and without a second thought, I let him kiss me. My arms immediately wrap around his neck and so it starts. Slow and sensual. Without an ounce of warning, the heat unfurls through me, and my skin becomes hungry for more. I can taste his desire, leaving shudders all over my body. I grab his ass cheeks and push into him, my height being an advantage as my pussy hits directly on his erection.

He chuckles at the move and then surprises me by grabbing the back of my legs and hoisting me up.

I wrap them around him and tug at his hair, kissing him as if it’s my last breath. Jaxon walks us towards the wall, right beside a long wall mirror.I’m still wrapped around him, and truth be told, I am wondering whether he’s going to whip his dick out and fuck me, but he does the opposite. He sets me down, leaving me panting.

What the hell?

I growl out of disappointment.

Jaxon grins, then turns me around, so I’m staring at my reflection. He gently kisses my neck, making small, heat triggering pecks along it. Soon they trail down my throat and onto my shoulder.

My eyes follow his soft kisses and holy crap, it makes my toes curl. I watch his left hand grip my hip and his right flat against the top of my breasts, traveling downward until it reaches the zipper of my shorts.

The speed of my pulse picks up and I lick my lips, our gaze locking on the mirror as we prepare for the inevitable. With no hesitation, he pulls the zipper down and makes a little tug at the waistband.

And all I can do is watch as his palm disappears inside my shorts.

My reflection shows how my eyes widen, and I hear the loud moan that leaves my mouth as I feel of his fingers as they find my folds, sliding his fingertip up and down. I feel myself getting wet and the desire growing.

Okay, so this is not what I expected, but oh, I am enjoying where it’s going.

He watches me, and then a groan leaves me as he slips in a finger, then a second, finding the right spot, making me jolt with pleasure.

He peppers soft kisses against my neck at the same time as the momentum of his fingers going in and out of my pussy increases. The movement makes me pant, building the pressure inside me. He nips my ear lobe at the same moment his thumb presses down on my clit. The mixture of all the stimulation explodes. I moan loudly, almost collapsing from the intensity, but Jaxon holds me firmer.

“Now, that,” he says as he removes his hand from my panties, taking the two fingers into his mouth and slowly sucking off my juices, before adding, “was beautiful.”

Chapter Twelve

JAXON

Fuck.

Her taste lingers on my tongue, and a groan escapes me as I savor it.

I need to be inside of her so much it’s killing me, but I sense Abigail is clear-headed enough to know she doesn’t want to fall back into that trap of a one-night stand.

Adjusting my pants, which hide my painfully hard cock, I look at Abigail’s reflection in the mirror and love the sated expression on her face.Watching us lose a bit of self-control was intense and exciting using a mirror.

I love how Abigail watches me absorbedly, and I see a sliver of a smile before she unexpectedly turns to me. She’s silent yet her eyes twinkle, and I want to know what she’s thinking so badly. She was an open book, moaning in ecstasy before, but now observing me, I’m itching to know.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” I blurt, placing my hands on her shoulders, unable to resist touching her again.

“Jaxon…” she exhales and bites down on her lip, which makes my fingers itch to touch her again. “About the celibacy…”

I lift my eyebrow, desire unfolding again. “Yes?” I whisper.

She smiles and instead of the response I expected, just stands on her toes and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me into a hard kiss.

My instant reaction is to pull her in tighter, making sure her she acknowledges my hard dick, strangled behind my zipper. Her lips are amazing, so soft and hungry. We stand here, tangled in each other’s arms, giving in to the pent-up attraction from less than twenty fucking four hours!

Starting from the moment our eyes met this morning.

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