“Jax?” I breathed out when he started making circular motions that had me parting my legs.
“Mmmmm,” he mumbled against the skin of my neck as his lips tormented me.
“Can I touch you?” Keeping one hand on the wheel, I reached out with my other, and pressed against the bulge straining behind his zipper. His hips rose up, pressing him more firmly into my palm.
Removing his hand from between my legs, resulting in a small protest slipping from my lips, he deftly undid his button and zipper. He pulled himself from the confines of his jeans and placed my hand on his rather large erection. He was hot, silky, and smooth. Sheer perfection in my hand.
He groaned deeply as I gently explored him. I chanced a quick glance over at him. His head fell back on the headrest and his hands tightened into fists on his thighs. A look of pain flitted across his features, but when he shouted, “Holy fuck!” as I swiped my hand over the head, I knew it was an exquisite pain he was feeling.
His hand found its way back between my legs where he worked a little harder at bringing out every tingle and spark in my body. It was becoming harder and harder to focus on the road. Thank God the rain had let up some, or I probably would have crashed the car when the orgasm building in my core snapped, making me cry out.
With what little coherency I had left, I slammed on the brakes pulling to the side of the road as the remaining tremors worked through my body. Slumping back in my seat, I gulped at the air and reveled in how loose and pliant I felt.
“That was the prettiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he spoke softly and reverently next to me.
I forced my eyes open and didn’t even bother to hide the goofy smile that took over my face. The heat behind Jax’s dark eyes had fire reigniting in my belly. I unhooked my seatbelt and leaned over the console.
The second our lips met, Jax took over the kiss, plunging his hands into my hair and angling my head the way he wanted it. His tongue thrust into my mouth and sensually stroked against mine.
My teeth nipped his lower lip at the same time I gripped him tightly in my hand and began pumping his length again. As I did, his hold on my hair tightened and his kiss became more feverish.
We stayed that way, locked together for several long passing minutes until Jax pulled away from my mouth. His face just inches from mine, he locked gazes with me, bit down on his lower lip and came in a rush in my hand.
It was the most perfectly intimate moment with my beautiful stranger.
THREE
Fifteen minutes later we were checking into the only motel in the first town we came across. It was two stories tall and thankfully had onsite laundry. Unfortunately, it only had one room available.
“I’m really sorry, but we’ve had a surge in customers tonight what with no one being able to get into Watkins County and all,” the old man behind the counter informed us, while clicking away on the keyboard. The clackety clack of the keys had my nerves ratcheting up a notch. The sexual tension between Jax and me was palpable. His hand rested on my lower back with his fingers stretching to cover a portion of my ass.
It was becoming clear that he was a very tactile man. Ever since we cleaned his cum off my hand, he had been touching me in some way. I was secretly loving it. George barely showed me physical affection on a special occasion, let alone just because.
“One room is fine,” Jax told him. He moved his hand from my ass long enough to slide a credit card across the counter along with his driver’s license.
“Jackson Stone?” I asked when I caught a glimpse at the name on his identification.
“Yeah,” he replied absently.
“As in Stone Construction and Real Estate?” The Stones were only the wealthiest family in three counties, heck possibly even in the state.
“Yeah.” His eyebrows drew together ominously and he looked at me like he was annoyed about something. “Is that a problem?”
“No. I just didn’t expect it is all.”
“It’s not a big deal.” He looked completely put out, and I realized that he must deal all the time with women throwing themselves at him because of his name and social status. The last thing I wanted was for him to think that’s what this was.
We might not know each other well, but I did know I liked Jax, and he deserved more than that.
I put my hand on his chest and lowered my voice, aware of the hotel clerk listening to our conversation. “It doesn’t. I was shocked is all. You’re still Jax to me. Here let me pay for my half of the room.” I dug in my purse for my wallet, but his hand on my arm stopped me.
“No.” He shook his head before turning back to the clerk and signing the reservation form.
We rode up the elevator in silence. The tension was so thick not only from our attraction to one another, but from the irritation that pumped off him in waves.
“I didn’t mean to offend you. It really doesn’t matter to me what your last name is. After tonight we probably won’t see each other again anyway.”
Jax crowded me with his body until my back was against the elevator wall. His massive body pressed into mine. He was so deliciously hard and warm.
“We’ll see about that,” he whispered. His finger trailed down the side of my neck, over my collarbone and down between my breasts. My black shirt was still damp and stuck to my body. My heart beat heavily as my chest rose and fell. I stared at his mouth, wanting it on me so badly. The strange wild and out of control sensation he evoked in me was back, running through my body.
Not wanting to talk anymore, I gripped the back of his neck and brought his head down to mine at the same time I rose up on my tiptoes. When our lips connected, it was like an electric charge shooting through my body.
I moaned and opened my mouth when his tongue ran along the seam of my lips, seeking entrance.
Each glide of his silky tongue against mine had my toes curling. His erection pressed insistently against my stomach as he fucked my mouth with avid hunger.
We were so lost in each other that neither of us realized the elevator had stopped or that the doors had already opened and closed on us. The rest of the world could have melted away for all we knew. It was just him and me and the pleasure we were bringing to one another.
The elevator sat idle waiting for someone to push a button while we pawed at each other, stopping just short of tearing each other’s clothes off. His thigh thrust in between my legs, my hips circled and pumped, rubbing myself against him. His hands were under my shirt kneading my breasts, while my hands gripped his ass, holding him closer to me.
If what happened in the car was crazy, this was completely out of control. If anyone was watching the video feed from the camera in the elevator, they were getting one hell of a show.
“I need you naked,” he murmured against the skin of my neck. His warm breath sent goose bumps up my spine.
“Yes please,” I whispered breathlessly.
We sprinted down the hall to our room. As soon as the card was swiped and the green light activated, Jax was pushing the door open and pulling me in behind him.
I let out a little yelp when he picked me up by my waist and threw me on the bed. My body bounced as I settled diagonally on the mattress. In the next instant, Jax’s body covered mine and we were back to exploring one another.
I ran my hands under his shirt and up his back, making my way around then down the planes of his chest. As I moved lower, each ridge and bump of his abs had me moaning and thrusting my pelvis, seeking some much needed friction. It was as if he hadn’t already made me come just a half hour earlier.
Jax pulled back and reached a hand behind his back to pull his shirt off. With a shit-eating grin on his face, he lowered himself back down, giving me free reign over his soft, perfect skin.