Page 34 of Louder Than Words

He peels his eyes open, meeting my gaze with a chuckle as he shakes his head. “What are you doing to me?” he asks.

I don’t answer him with words. Instead, I answer by dropping myself onto him, the impact ripping a moan from even my own throat.

My hands are planted on either of my thighs, giving me the perfect angle to take all of him in. My head rolls back, feeling the heat pool in my belly as my orgasm already threatens to burst through.

The sound of chains moving rips my eyes open, landing right on Jax’s hands, now struggling to stay still. Using mine, I reach down, wrap my fingers tightly around the chain, and hold them firmly in place.

“Remember not to move,” I remind him through a moan.

His eyes lock with mine. “You said not to move myhands,” he says quickly.

Before I can register what he means, his teeth find the dip in my shirt, tearing it aside.

And if I ever thought I’d seen anything hotter—this just absolutely topped it.

Using his tongue, he searches for my nipple beneath the fabric, sweeping it into his mouth as he sucks, and I ride him harder.

He slips it in between his teeth, and I cry out, “Oh, Jax!”

Without warning, my orgasm crashes through me with such force, my vision nearly goes black. I don’t even notice his lips not being on me anymore.

“Fuck, Al,” Jax groans from beneath me, shuddering as he reaches his own climax.

I laugh softly, easing myself off him before letting myself fall beside him. My eyes are already closing when Jax shifts onto his side, wrists held up.

“So, how about we get these off?” he asks with a sly smile.

“Fine,” I reply through a giggle, already sliding off the bed.

I pad over to my purse and start rummaging through every crevice for the key… but it’s nowhere in sight.

A loud laugh bursts out of me.

“What’s so funny?” Jax calls from the bed, still lying on his side.

“The key,” I say, digging through another pocket. “It’s… not here.”

“Ha ha, very funny.”

I pause and look straight at him. “I’m not joking, Jax!”

His eyes go wide, a hint of pink creeping across his cheeks.

It almost makes me feel bad.

Holding up the tiny key between two fingers, I bite back a laugh. “Just kidding.”

Slowly, I make my way back toward the bed, positioning myself on top of him as the key twirls between my fingers.

Jax raises a brow. “Are you going to unlock me, yet?”

With a shrug and a barely contained grin, I say, “I don’t know… you look kinda good like that.”

He huffs out a laugh and sighs dramatically. “This hotel is a prison.”

I dangle the key in front of me, just barely out of his reach. “Say please again,” I tease.

He narrows his eyes at me, then smirks. “You’re trouble, you know that?”