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Making herself at home, Megan took out some plates and two beers and set them on the coffee table where they ate. She tried to tame her stupid grin, but it was impossible. Today was the best day of her life, and kissing Jax made her feel like she’d been missing out on so much. She’d never spent hours just kissing before.
“Eat. Your stomach grumbling is killing the mood.” He winked and handed her a slice.
“I was hungry.”
“You should’ve said something earlier.”
“I was busy earlier.”
Jax took a slice for himself. “You’re a good kisser.”
“So are you,” she said with a mouthful.
“If they gave kissing awards, you’d get it.”
She smiled, taking another bite of her pizza. “I’ve never kissed someone like that or for so long.” And it was true, Richard wasn’t passionate or intense like Jax was. Jax kissed with fervor, as if his next breath depended on it.
“If we stay here any longer, I’m not going to want to stop, so I think we need to finish eating and get the hell out of here, unless you want to keep going.”
She looked down, embarrassed.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I feel like I need to be up front with you. I’ve only been with Richard. He’s the only man I’ve ever slept with, and I don’t know if I’m ready to . . .”
“I understand, Meg. I don’t want you to feel pressured to do anything you don’t want to do.” He took a final bite of his pizza. “Are you okay with kissing? Is it too much? I’ll stop if it’s too much.”
“No!” she yelled, her face heating with a blush when he smirked at her emphatic response. “Definitely not too much. It feels . . . amazing,” she admitted. “Are you okay with just kissing?”
“I’ll take whatever I can get, sweetheart. If you’re willing to kiss me, I’m taking it.”
Sweetheart.
Her heart faltered.
“Thanks for being patient, Jax.”
He smiled sincerely at her before grabbing another slice.
Everything with Jax was just so easy, it was unnerving waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Chapter 10
PRESENT DAY
“I want to finish what we started five years ago,” Jax said into her neck. His voice was thick and there was a tick in his jaw. “Tonight, I want to finally be inside of you.”
Without a second thought, Megan pushed him back and pulled his towel aside so that they were both naked on the old squeaky motel bed. “I’ve been waiting five years.”
He cupped her face with his hands, kissing her like it was their first kiss ever. He took full ownership of the kiss, forcing his tongue into her mouth as she ran her fingers through his beard, needing to get closer to him. Lowering her onto the bed, he licked down her jaw to her neck, her back arching to give him better access.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said, running his palm down the valley between her breasts and past her stomach, right to where she needed it most.
It felt familiar, yet different.
He slid a finger up and down, slick with her need, stopping at her swollen clit.
