position. The other
hand closed over her fingers. His breath hitched at the close
contact. Kate’s fingers were cool and, like the rest of her body,
felt delicate in comparison to his own. The rest of her slim form
radiated a warmth that went straight to his head and he closed his
eyes, pressing his forehead against hers. He had to tell her no.
She had to leave. Now. He couldn’t afford to get involved. And even
if it were possible, he didn’t do involved.
“ Why are you doing this?” He whispered the words into her skin
and tried not to wonder how she would feel, how she would
taste.
“ I don’t know,” she breathed.
He felt her shivered
beneath his hands and tilted her head up. “I…don’t know,” she
repeated, with only a little more force this time. Her fingers
curled around his and she pressed her smooth cheek to his
own.
Her heat leeched into him
and he felt all at once surrounded, swamped in the dizzying mix of
emotion that he was already beginning to somehow associate with
Kate.
“ You have to go.”
“ Yeah,” she agreed.
Jaxson’s blood boiled at
the small catch in Kate’s voice, and he dipped his head down a
fraction of an inch. The slight move put him into even closer
contact with her; his lips hovered only millimeters from her mouth.
Close enough to drink in her soundless, gasping breaths. Close
enough to touch…
Never in his life had he
struggled so much. You can’t do this.
Send her away . But a louder, more
insistent voice was making itself heard now over the thready,
barely-there hum of his conscience. Now, now, now . The litany kept
time with his heartbeat, and then the roaring of his ears drowned
out even that and he lost the battle altogether.
Jaxson’s lips opened
against her skin, and he pressed a hot kiss against the corner of
her mouth. Kate went rigid against him, and he tightened his hold
on her, moved to cup the back of her neck. He trailed quick,
furtive kisses along her the line of her jaw, pausing only to trace
a slow path with his tongue. Her sharp intake of breath went
through him like a spear, then he felt her press even closer to
him. He groaned and caught her earlobe between his teeth, tugging
and then swirling his tongue against her skin before moving to
claim her mouth in earnest.
Oh, God, she felt so damn
good against him. His lips settled over hers, his tongue darting
out in between teasing, nipping kisses, and he was rewarded ten
times over when she rocked her hips against him. Jaxson felt like
he was on fire. His arms felt coiled and tense as they closed all
the way around Kate. The juncture of her thighs rocked into his lap
again and he bit down on her lip, one arm automatically coming down
to circle around her hips. The soft material of her pink pants
bunched in his fist. He inadvertently pulled the cloth tighter
against her rear, groaning when her legs parted and allowed him
even greater access to her body.
He had been wrong. Kate
wasn’t delicate at all, but strong and lithe—and hot . He groaned,
the sound coming out as more of a growl, and he wrapped his other
hand around her hair, pulling her head back and kissing his way
down her throat. Kate made a gasping, moaning sound, deep in her
throat, and he felt an answering twinge in his body. Two steps back
and he had her pressed against the nightstand.
“ Jaxson…”
“ Oh, fuck yeah…” he gasped as her legs parted even wider than
before. His hands shot out to grip her hips, and he was yanking her
forward even as he stepped between her legs. Kate made another
sound in her throat, and one hand struggled with the pink-tasseled
drawstring of her pants.
Jaxson shoved her hand
away but was quick to replace it with his own. Kate reached out to
grasp his shirt and she tugged at it, yanking the fabric up, trying
to pull it over his head. The material caught on his earring and
Jaxson winced, the fog in his head abruptly clearing. He let go of
Kate and braced both hands on the bedside table, his arms
hand closed over her fingers. His breath hitched at the close
contact. Kate’s fingers were cool and, like the rest of her body,
felt delicate in comparison to his own. The rest of her slim form
radiated a warmth that went straight to his head and he closed his
eyes, pressing his forehead against hers. He had to tell her no.
She had to leave. Now. He couldn’t afford to get involved. And even
if it were possible, he didn’t do involved.
“ Why are you doing this?” He whispered the words into her skin
and tried not to wonder how she would feel, how she would
taste.
“ I don’t know,” she breathed.
He felt her shivered
beneath his hands and tilted her head up. “I…don’t know,” she
repeated, with only a little more force this time. Her fingers
curled around his and she pressed her smooth cheek to his
own.
Her heat leeched into him
and he felt all at once surrounded, swamped in the dizzying mix of
emotion that he was already beginning to somehow associate with
Kate.
“ You have to go.”
“ Yeah,” she agreed.
Jaxson’s blood boiled at
the small catch in Kate’s voice, and he dipped his head down a
fraction of an inch. The slight move put him into even closer
contact with her; his lips hovered only millimeters from her mouth.
Close enough to drink in her soundless, gasping breaths. Close
enough to touch…
Never in his life had he
struggled so much. You can’t do this.
Send her away . But a louder, more
insistent voice was making itself heard now over the thready,
barely-there hum of his conscience. Now, now, now . The litany kept
time with his heartbeat, and then the roaring of his ears drowned
out even that and he lost the battle altogether.
Jaxson’s lips opened
against her skin, and he pressed a hot kiss against the corner of
her mouth. Kate went rigid against him, and he tightened his hold
on her, moved to cup the back of her neck. He trailed quick,
furtive kisses along her the line of her jaw, pausing only to trace
a slow path with his tongue. Her sharp intake of breath went
through him like a spear, then he felt her press even closer to
him. He groaned and caught her earlobe between his teeth, tugging
and then swirling his tongue against her skin before moving to
claim her mouth in earnest.
Oh, God, she felt so damn
good against him. His lips settled over hers, his tongue darting
out in between teasing, nipping kisses, and he was rewarded ten
times over when she rocked her hips against him. Jaxson felt like
he was on fire. His arms felt coiled and tense as they closed all
the way around Kate. The juncture of her thighs rocked into his lap
again and he bit down on her lip, one arm automatically coming down
to circle around her hips. The soft material of her pink pants
bunched in his fist. He inadvertently pulled the cloth tighter
against her rear, groaning when her legs parted and allowed him
even greater access to her body.
He had been wrong. Kate
wasn’t delicate at all, but strong and lithe—and hot . He groaned,
the sound coming out as more of a growl, and he wrapped his other
hand around her hair, pulling her head back and kissing his way
down her throat. Kate made a gasping, moaning sound, deep in her
throat, and he felt an answering twinge in his body. Two steps back
and he had her pressed against the nightstand.
“ Jaxson…”
“ Oh, fuck yeah…” he gasped as her legs parted even wider than
before. His hands shot out to grip her hips, and he was yanking her
forward even as he stepped between her legs. Kate made another
sound in her throat, and one hand struggled with the pink-tasseled
drawstring of her pants.
Jaxson shoved her hand
away but was quick to replace it with his own. Kate reached out to
grasp his shirt and she tugged at it, yanking the fabric up, trying
to pull it over his head. The material caught on his earring and
Jaxson winced, the fog in his head abruptly clearing. He let go of
Kate and braced both hands on the bedside table, his arms
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