Song- Desire, MEG MYERS
I pace through my living room, stopping just short of the bedroom. I feel like an ass, almost losing myself in memories of Kai. Initiating the game is supposed to be fun, a way to lighten the mood. But all that’s happened is my dick is hard as fuck, and every time she blushes, my heart pounds. She’s a perfect everything.
With my steel piercing caught between my teeth, I lean back against the door, my eyes fixed on her as she energetically searches the cupboards. A smile spreads across her face the moment she lays her hands on the tequila. I can’t help but notice that tiny dimple on her left cheek.
I stay fixed in place. She really shouldn’t be here. Nor should my cock be twitching just watching her.
Kicking myself back up, I head to my bedroom, rummaging around for an oversized top and rolling up my sleeves. The temperature is soaring in here.
If she wants to forget today, she needs out of that wedding dress.
“For you,” I say, handing her one of my black shirts.
“You know I’m technically your sister-in-law right now? I shouldn’t be here, should I?” she teases, taking the fabric from between my fingers.
I swallow past the lump in my throat. That’s what makes this so damn hot. She’s the woman I can’t have. That I shouldn’t want. I’ve never been one to play by the rules, and now, there’s no one to keep me on the straight and narrow.
I can’t focus on anything but her slender neck as she tips her head back and drinks the tequila straight from the bottle. My hard on is twitching against my zipper. It’s almost painful at this point.
“I just thought you’d want to get out of that dress.” I bite back a grin as the lie rolls off my tongue.
“So you didn’t even contemplate the fact you might sneak a look?” She looks up at me through her thick lashes.
She’s got me. We both know it.
“You could have just dropped me at a hotel, you know?”
She leans back against the counter, tapping her nails against the bottle with a grin. I can’t stop myself from closing the distance between us, our noses almost touching.
“I could have. What kind of man would that make me?”
One that doesn’t want to bend his sister-in-law over the counter and fuck her senseless.
She sucks in a breath, tipping her chin up to me with a fire behind those beautiful green eyes that sparks something deep inside me back to life.
“I think you’re one of the good ones, Jax. You’re a rule follower.” She runs her tongue along her lips and I can’t tear my eyes away. I want this woman, probably more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.
She captivates me. For the first time in a long time, I don’t feel empty. Fuck it. I’m going to hell, anyway.
“Do you want to get naughty with me, sweetheart? Break them with me?” I whisper against her jaw, smiling as she shivers against me.
“How badly?” she asks in a sultry tone, trailing her hands up my abs and landing on my pecs. She can probably feel my heart pounding against her palm.
Clicking my tongue piercing against my teeth, I lean in closer so she’s pressed tight against me. My hands squeeze the countertop, the only thing stopping me from tearing that dress off her like an animal.
“I think we can shatter just about every fucking rule that exists, baby. Tonight, I’m all yours.”
A moment of silence feels like hours as I wait for her reaction to my words. I’ve never hidden who I am or what I want. And right now, she’s the prize I’ve set my sights on.
She gathers up her maroon curls in her hands and spins so her back is to me, brushing against me as she does. “Help me out of this dress.”
I clear my throat before cautiously stepping behind her. As I trail my index finger along her smooth skin, I feel her chest rise and fall.
Undoing the bow, I begin the task of gradually loosening each string, taking my time. With each passing second, I swear my body heat rises.
Watching her let her hair down, I can’t look away as she awkwardly maneuvers out of the sparkling white dress. Only a thin, white thong remains.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan.
Those perfect curves and fine ass make me want to grab hold and never let go.
While she slides into my shirt, I nonchalantly run my fingers through my hair, turning my attention to the tequila bottle beside me.
I need to get my head back.
She isn’t mine. She isn’t meant to be here. Even if I’ve wanted a taste since the moment I first laid eyes on her.
“Where are your glasses?” she asks. Her soft voice knocks me back to reality. As I glance upwards, I see her on tiptoes, attempting to reach the cupboard, her top revealing enough to showcase her toned ass.
There is only so much restraint a man can have, and the last of mine just disappeared.
“Here.” I click my tongue piercing against my teeth. Her plump, shiny lips curve into a mischievous smile as she spins around to face me.
I grab up the bottle from the counter and tilt my head back to pour tequila into my mouth, sealing it shut to hold the liquid inside. I grip her throat, pressing her body against the cabinet.
Towering over her, she bends her head back and opens wide for me. I spill the contents from my mouth into hers and my dick nearly explodes in my pants. I feel her neck bob as she swallows. Her eyes meet mine, full of desire.
And I can’t move.
She slowly wipes the excess away from her lips and then licks her finger clean. A groan escapes me. I take a step back, running a hand over my face, letting out a ragged breath.
She takes a small step towards me, grabbing hold of my tie, and tugs me back towards her.
I want her so fucking much.
“Do it again, Jax. This time, kiss me.” Her words come out in a breathy whisper.
I don’t hesitate in crashing my lips over hers, letting my tongue explore her mouth. She tastes like strawberries and mint, mixed with tequila. Hot as sin.
“This is so fucking wrong, Sofia,” I mutter between kisses.
“Just shut up, Jax.” She tugs on my hair, deepening the hold she has on me. The fact that she knows what she wants and doesn’t hold back is even more of a turn on.
“Keep talking to me like that.”
In one swift movement, I lift her onto the counter and position myself between her legs. My fingers find the hem of her top, and I slowly peel it over her body, admiring every inch of her as I do.
“So beautiful, Sofia.”
A blush creeps up her chest. I can’t help but lean in and run my tongue between her breasts and all the way up to her neck. She tips her head to the side, giving me better access.
“You taste so sweet. I bet your pussy is even sweeter.”
