Page 80 of Close to Heaven

“Shh,” he whispered. Then he nudged her lips apart and inserted his tongue.

His mouth was warm and welcoming, and she thought she tasted a hint of pumpkin pie. The heat of his hands burned through the back of her T-shirt, and her nipples tingled where they rubbed against his chest.

“I want you so bad,” he whispered.

She rolled her hips against his hard bulge. “I want you too.”

Suddenly she was being lifted, and she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as he carried her to the bed, walking backward and kissing her at the same time. It felt heavenly to be in his arms again.

When he reached the edge of the bed, he carefully lay back on it, taking her down with him. The bed creaked under their weight, and Smoky shifted as if they’d disturbed him.

She broke their kiss and eyed Jax with concern.

“It’s okay. Dakota was snoring like crazy,” he said.

She smiled. “I heard her too.”

“We still have to be quiet.”

It was a challenge she was willing to accept.

They resumed kissing, and Jax moved his hands from her back to her bottom, which was partially exposed from their jostling. She’d kept on her underwear tonight, mostly because Dakota was there, and he slipped his hands underneath the fabric to cup her bare cheeks.

“You feel so good,” he mumbled in between kisses.

“So do you.” She rubbed her center along his ridge, enjoying the friction and heat that was building there.

“Sit up for a minute,” he demanded.

She did so and gazed down at him, noting the heaving of his chest and the fire in his eyes.

“Take off your shirt.”

“Don’t you mean your shirt?” Without waiting for his response, she pulled the T-shirt over her head and tossed it aside.

His gaze went straight to her breasts, and he licked his lips. This time, she didn’t have to move his hands to them. He instantly reached for her, gently kneading them and tugging on her nipples while searing her with his gaze.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered.

Smiling, she braced her hands on his chest and began rocking her hips against him.

The bed creaked again, and she slowed down, but that did nothing to dampen her arousal. It did, however, disrupt Smoky enough that he hopped off the bed and went and lay down by the door.

She experienced a moment of clarity, realizing that the longer they went at this, the greater chance they’d get caught. She lost her train of thought, though, when Jax sat up and closed his mouth around her nipple.

“Ohmigod,” she moaned.

Her senses went into overload as he sucked it in deep and then released it, only to swirl his tongue around it. He held her firmly in place while he continued the onslaught on her other breast until she thought she’d combust.

Her center felt damp and needy, and she tipped her head back and moaned again, temporarily forgetting they weren’t alone.

“Shh,” Jax whispered against her breast. Then he teased her some more.

“Jax…”

“Yeah?”

“Do you have…?”