Jax (Broken Strings #1)

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Author: Cherry Shephard
entered the main bedroom area, drying her long hair with a white towel.
    Tessa’s clothes fit her like a glove, and Jax was almost tempted to wipe his chin, sure that he was drooling.
    Her tits poked invitingly out of the shirt, and her long legs were perfectly toned beneath the leather skirt. He found himself offering up a quick prayer that she would bend over so that he could have a better look.
     
    Someone up there must have heard him, because all of a sudden the bus lurched and she pitched forward, landing face down… directly on his lap.
    He sucked in a breath as he caught sight of her bare ass beneath the short skirt.
    No panties.
    She moved on his lap, trying to get up. Jax grabbed her hips and held her perfectly still, closing his eyes as he took a few deep breaths in an attempt to slow the fire that burned low in his stomach.
    “Stay still,” he muttered through gritted teeth.
    “Jax,” Amaranth whimpered, wriggling against him once more.
    His hands firmly around her waist, he lifted her up and placed her back on her feet between his knees.
    He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against her belly, inhaling her sweet scent deeply. She smelled of vanilla and citrus, the perfume making him light headed with desire.
    His fingers left her hips, trailing a slow path down the back of her thighs and back up to her ass. His palms cupped it, stroking lightly and she moaned low in her throat, her hands going to the back of his shoulders, gripping his long hair in her fists.
    She tugged it hard, and he was lost.
    With a low growl he dug his fingers into her ass cheeks, flipping them both around so that she was on her back in his bed, he laying heavily on top of her.
    His mouth pressed hotly against hers, his teeth nipping lightly at her full bottom lip.
    Amaranth gasped into his mouth as his hand crept up her stomach to her breast, finding the sensitive nipple beneath the flimsy black singlet. Her back ached as his fingers deftly plucked at it, twisting it slightly until it was nothing more than a hardened pebble.
    Her fingers tightened in his hair, pulling it so hard that for a second it felt as though she would tear it out from the root.
    But that only spurred him on more.
    Yanking her singlet up, his lips fastened on the ignored nipple and he heard her cry out as he suckled.
    Pulling his mouth away from her breast, he slapped a hand across her mouth, silencing her with a nod towards the curtain.
    When she nodded her understanding, he slowly removed his hand from her mouth and moved south, sitting back on his knees and flicking her short skirt up around her hips, biting back a groan.
    Her pussy was waxed and smooth, glistening with her juices.
    Using the tip of his index finger, he ran it lightly over the soft folds.
    Hearing her sharp intake of breath, he pressed one finger inside her as he watched her face contort.
    She was more than ready.
    Removing his hand from between her legs, he unbuttoned his jeans and freed his cock.
    He was already as hard as a rock, the tip wet with pre-cum. This was going to be fast.
    Grabbing a condom from the box that sat on the table next to the bed, he unrolled one down his length before grabbing her legs and pressing them back, almost up to her chest, opening her up for him to see.
    Lining himself up with her slick entrance, he pressed the head of his cock against her, looking into her eyes for approval.
    She said nothing, but grabbed his hair as the tip of his cock eased inside her tight entrance.
    He gritted his teeth, trying to be gentle, but Amaranth was having none of that.
    She pulled his hair, hard, and he responded by slamming into her, all the way to the hilt.
    Amaranth gasped and arched up off the bed, her fists still balled up in his long hair.
    Jax pulled out almost all the way, then pistoned back in, stretching her, filling her.
    He could already feel his balls tightening, and he closed his eyes as he fought against the urge to cum too quickly, wanting her to enjoy it
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