JAX (Breaking the Declan Brothers #1) Read Online Free PDF

wanna go teasin’ me.” His lip curls, hands clutching and releasing at his sides as if still pumped from the fight.
    I arch a brow. “Maybe I do.”
    “No. You don’t,” a husky but dangerous chuckle rumbles from him. “I’m not one of your boy toys you can play with.”
    “Who says,” I place a finger on his chest and run it down along his tattoo, following the tribal art to the waist of his shorts, “I’m looking for a toy?”
    “Oh, you’re lookin’ for somethin’, but the games I like to play aren’t always nice,” he snatches my hand, “and I can assure you that I don’t always follow the rules.”
    “What rules?” I swallow hard from the strong, firm grip of his hand on my wrist. 
    He laughs, releasing me. “The kind of rules beauty queens expect.”
    “I’m not that girl anymore.” My skin tingles where he touched me.
    “Yeah. Maybe not.” His eyes drop to my mouth. “Still, I’d take you to a place where even all grown-up princesses are afraid to go.”
    “Well, then, it’s good that I’m not a princess, either.”
    “No?” A crooked grin tugs on his sexy mouth.
    I tilt my head and smile up at him. “No.”
    “Well, then,” he says, hands fisting at his sides, pecs flexing, “show me you’re not afraid to get dirty. Get on your knees.”
    My courage and smile slowly wanes. “What?”
    “Get down on your knees and suck my cock.”
    Not ever did I think such a wicked thing could come out of Jax Declan’s mouth. Shit, it’s fucking making me hot. Who the hell is this guy? I look to the left then the right. Am I considering it?  “But anyone could come along and see us,” I say with logic, attempting to talk myself out of it.
    “And?” His brow arches.
    “They’d see me sucking your cock.”
    “And?” The side of his mouth lifts a little higher.
    “And… and that’s just not right.”
    “I warned you, there’s no right or wrongs when it comes to me,” his grin spreads. “Now why don’t you run along? I’m sure there’s a guy back at the bar that’ll play by your  safe rules.”
    “What are you doing, Jax?” I glare at him. “You trying to warn me again? Are you one of those boys who like to play rough? Don’t always listen to a girl when she says no?”
    “As a matter of fact,” his eyes go dark, “you could beg and scream, but the only way to stop this man , is by saying two words.”
    “Yeah, and just what two words are those?”
    “What? Thinkin’ you might be needin’ them? Are you gonna get on your knees for me, princess?”
    “The words,” I urge.
    “No. More.”
    “No more?” I study him, nibbling my bottom lip. Is he serious? “So, let me get this straight when you’re with a woman, and things get a little rough, she says “no more” and you stop.”
    “Only then.” He nods.
    I stare at him, assessing that this is definitely something about him that I’m going to need to know—just not today. While everything inside rallies for me to drop down to my knees, and be his little cock slave, I can’t bring myself to do it. I’m a tad frightened—excited, but certainly scared. He’s right, though, I’m not fucking with some boy here. Jax is all man.
    I take a deep breath.
    “Well?” His left eyebrow rises. Son-of-a-bitch, he’s challenging me. Fuck this. I turn on my heels. I’m not playing his game on a whim. If I want to beat Jax Declan, then I’ll need a strategy. I start down the hall. My steps slow. Hold on a damn minute. He’s trying to send me away. He wants me to scurry off like some frightened princess! Shit, the hot bastard is already winning!
    I whip back around just as his broad shoulder disappears from a doorway. I barrel down the hallway, enter the room he went into, and the door slams shut behind me. It’s pitch black. I blink. And as my eyes adjust to the darkness, I feel the pressure of his palm low on my back. He pushes me, and my chest hits the wall. His hard body presses against mine. He drags the