Pulse tripping over itself, I turn my head to look at him.
Jax shifts in his seat, his eyes, dark and hungry, pinning me in place.
His tone is calm, confident and edged with heat. “I’m not asking for a relationship,” he says, thumb brushing back and forth along my thigh as if he’s testing how far he can go before I make my escape. “Nor do I expect you to turn your life upside down for me. But… If you want sex without rules and all the bullshit…”
Reaching over, his fingers curl around my phone, tugging it out from between my thighs. “…then I can give you that.”
“Hey!” I try to snatch it back, but he holds it out of reach.
“All I’m offering is friends-with-benefits,” he says softly. “No strings. No expectations. Just you and me, helping each other take the edge off before we both go insane.”
My pulse thunders in my ears.
“And, Sasha…?” Jax adds, leaning in close enough so his lips brush my cheek. “I’m not the villain in this scenario.” I can actually feel his mouth as it curves into a slow, wicked smile against my ear. “But I can sure as hell fuck you like one.”
My thighs clench on instinct, and his smile widens.
Finally, he lets me yank my phone out of his hand. I’m barely holding myself together at this point. “I need to—think about it.”
“Okay,” he murmurs, sitting back all smug and relaxed.
Jerk. The bastard is acting like he’s already won.
Opening the car door, I climb out on shaky legs. His gaze is patient and possessive as he gets out and waits for me to walk across the yard towards home.
When I reach my front door, I turn to see he’s still watching me with a lethal smirk.
“Night, beautiful,” he calls out softly.
“Night.”
Fumbling with the key, I finally get it unlocked. I step inside, slam the door behind me, collapsing against it with a groan. “Fuck.”
Jax Riley is going to ruin me.
And the fucked up parts of me?
Really, really want him to.
After a quick shower,I change into a tank top and shorts, still mulling over Jax’s proposition. Sure, the idea of casual sex is tempting. But it’s also terrifying. Can I handle a friends-with-benefits arrangement with him and not catch feelings?
Flopping onto my bed with a groan, I bury my face in my pillow. My body is still humming with tension from the way he kissed me. A shudder rolls through me just thinking about it.
When I roll over, I see a light on in the room next door.
Curiosity piqued, I sit up. Holy shit. I can actually seedirectly into Jax’s bedroom from my window. Our rooms are perfectly aligned, something that didn’t fully register until now.
I know I should close my curtains, but curiosity keeps me waiting with bated breath.
Finally, Jax comes into view. He’s on his phone, pacing slowly in front of his window. When he turns and looks up, our eyes lock. Even from here, I can feel the intensity of his gaze.
Keeping his eyes on me, he says something into his phone, hangs up and tosses the device onto his bed.
My thighs clench together as a slow, knowing smirk spreads across his face. He tilts his head, studying me as heat slowly crawls up my neck.
I should look away. I should definitely look away.
I suck a breath when he reaches behind his head and pulls off his shirt, mouth watering as he tosses it aside.