“How’s that, Sweetheart?” I ask roughly, barely containing myself. Her muscles tighten in reaction to my pet name, and I thud my head back, reining in the quiet groan when I really want to roar. “You’ve really warmed to that nickname. I don’t know which one you like better.”
Holly circles her hips to test me out, and I almost lay her out on the blanket. Why did I let her on top again?Because you’re not a ruthless savage. This was about her.Right. My breath stutters from my lips, and Holly zeroes in on them, smirking as she swivels her hips again. She tugs my shirt in a fist and raises, riding a few times like I would imagine her riding a saddled horse. I almost lose it when she sits all the way down and grinds back and forth, seeking her pleasure. Seeing her this way, taking what she wants? Her pleasure is my pleasure.
“Hol,” I grit between my teeth in warning. This is not going to last near as long as I’d like.
“Jax…” she draws out as she rides again before grinding this time in a circle.
“Oh, fuck, honey. I’m not going to make it ver–” she cuts me off with a hard kiss, picking up her pace and riding me harder. I feel her tighten around me and groan into the kiss as quietly as possible. She does something with her hips that has me gasping, and she tears away from my mouth with a sexy as fuck grin.
“Is that good?” she pants, and I try to think about baseball stats.
“Fuuuuck,” I draw out low, failing.
“I want it, Jax,” Holly whimpers, and I grit my teeth.
“What do you want? It’s yours,” I pant, ready to agree to anything.
“Fill me.”
She knows exactly how to play me. I’ll gladly mark her.
“I plan to.”
“Oh–”
“Yes, fuck, you squeeze so good.”
“I–” she stammers, losing thought as she chases her high right along with me. I can’t hold back any longer. I grab her waist with one hand and hook another under her arm and over her shoulder, ready to lift and slam her down onto me.
“Hold on to me. No screaming.”
“Huh?” she asks breathlessly before I lift her then slam her down hard on my cock. Her face scrunches as her cunt clamps down around me, and I do it again, and again, and fuckingagainas we both detonate on silent gasps. Holly leans her head back to the sky as I grind her pulsing body on mine, and when she takes in a deep breath, I cover her mouth to muffle her cry, burying my parted lips in her neck. When she sags against me, I pull her face to mine for a savage kiss.Hooked.I'm fucking hooked on this woman.
“I wish you were in my bed tonight. Waking up with you curled beside me was something I could get used to.”
“Hmm…” Holly hums as she disengages from me; I fucking miss her already. “I better not spoil you too much too soon,” she tosses playfully as she puts herself back together, and I stand to do the same.
I snag her by the waist and tickle her ribs, and she lets out a titter that has my cheeks stretching so wide they hurt.
“Fine. Have it your way, for now.” I pinch her butt before bending to grab the blanket. “Let’s get back to the party.”
Something dark enough to blend in with the grass slithers against my fingertips when I grab the corner of the blanket, and I shudder.Totally glad we didn’t know that sucker was there. I won’t mention it.Now I have a case of the willies. Looking up at Holly to see if she noticed anything, I blow out a breath of relief and smirk as I watch her tugging at her clothes and primping in hopes nobody will notice what we were up to. Her lips are swollen. It’s all in vain. I don’t really care who knows how much I dig this girl. In fact, I love the fact they’ll see that she’s been claimed.
At the top of the hill, it’s dark and silent. Well, looks like the party took themselves inside.
Chapter 16
Holly
Slipping in through the back door, I notice straightaway that it’s significantly more quiet than what I expected it would be.
“Jane went to put Charlotte down, and Sydney was tired, so she’s off to bed,” Brynleigh says on a yawn as she enters the kitchen and grabs a water bottle from the fridge, along with some baby dills. This group has a serious pickle addiction. There will never be enough between all of us.
Crap, how long had we been going at it? Bryn winks my way and grabs a fork from the drawer.
“Mmm, those look good. Save me some,” I note as I walk back toward the bathroom to clean up. Mark, Ava, and Trystan are shuffling cards for a game of Cards Against Humanity. Oooh fun.
“Bout time you guys rejoined the party!” Mark says on a snicker, and Ava elbows him in the arm. “Ouch… Just giving Jaxon a little shit.”