VENGEANCE (The pirate series book three) -
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Jax has been gone only a mere few months after Jade’s
devastating betrayal, and Jade doesn’t know how to cope. She will do anything
for her family. She will do anything for her husband. She will fix it.
Just when things are looking up, Ben returns with Vengeance.
He wants that treasure and he is willing to do whatever it takes to get it
back. Jax and Jade have to make a choice, do they fight or run?
Jax’s instincts tell him to fight, he is a pirate, his
family is in danger. Jade’s instincts tell her to run, she is afraid for her
family, she wants to be freed of violence. When tragedy strikes, Jax and Jade
will have to make the ultimate decision, do they fight as pirates or do they
turn their backs?
“Jax!” I snap, and he
finally rolls out.
When he sits up, he
drops the spanner in his hand and hisses.
“Fuck.”
“I thought…” I purr.
“You would like a going away present.”
He leans back on his
elbows and gives me a hooded expression. “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, and considering
you run every time I look at you, I am going to make it painful.”
“Baby, I wasn’t…”
“Painful.” I cut in.
I look around the room
and spot his stereo, my heart is thumping.
“Don’t move.” I say
firmly, then walk over and flick on a song, a slow, sexy song.
“Jesus.” He moans when I
turn and begin swaying my hips.
“Don’t…move.” I whisper,
as I trail my fingers up my stomach.
“Kind of hard.” He
pants.
“I want to see what it
does to you Jax, I want you to touch yourself.”
His eyes widen, oh yes,
Mr Watts looks shocked.
“What?”
“Do it, or I walk out.”
I walk to the door and
flick the lock, making sure no one can come in. My eyes travel over my husband
on the floor, and all I can think is fuck. He is beautiful. He is panting and
looking at me with such desire it nearly burns. His chest is heaving, his
washboard abs are contracting.
“Jax, touch yourself.”
“I…”
“Now.” I demand.
“Mate…you are killing
me. I don’t want you to see me…”
“Come?” I cut in.
“Give a man some
dignity.”
“Touch, or I leave. Let
me help you out.”
I sway my hips again, but this time I slide my
hands over my breasts. Jax groans from the floor and his hand flinches, come on
pirate, come on. I pinch my own nipple and moan; he does too.
“Now Jax.”
His hand slithers over
his jeans and he undoes the top button. My heart kicks up a notch; this is
erotic, so beautifully erotic. When he slides his hand in his jeans, I nearly
pass out. The feeling is so sensual, so overwhelming. I am going to watch him
make himself feel good, and that…oh that…is sexy. When he releases himself and
wraps his hand around his erection, I whimper.
“Show me.” I say in a
sultry voice.
He moves his hand and
moans; I close my eyes as my body trembles. This is beyond hot. I slowly begin
moving again, and not once do I take my eyes off his. He moves his hand slowly,
his mouth opens slightly, and his eyes become hooded. His breathing is
deepening, becoming shallow and fast. I touch my breast, and then slowly begin
removing the teddy.
“Fuck.” He pants.
I drop the slinky
material to the floor and run my hands over my front. He moans again and his
hand moves faster. Oh yes. I put my fingers in my panties and begin a slow,
seductive flick of my hips. Slowly, I slide them down until I am standing naked
in front of him. He lets out a feral hiss and his hand moves even faster. I
slowly move back up to stand, and then get an idea, I am squatting, and with a
deep breath, I open my legs.
“Bloody…fuck.” Jax roars
as he releases all over his own hand.
Oh…my…God. I am panting
and watching him closely as he falls back against the wall. His head slants
back and his chest is heaving with deep pants. I stand and slide my bottom up
on a nearby bench. We aren’t done. His eyes rise to see me sitting on his work
bench. He pulls himself to his feet and slowly walks over, flicking his own
pleasure off his hand.
When he reaches me, he
slides his finger into my mouth, and I moan. We have never behaved so badly
before, and I love it. He grips my hair with his other hand and continues to
push his fingers into my mouth. When he is satisfied, he pulls them out and
slides them down between my legs, he doesn’t go gently; instead he thrusts his
fingers inside me, and I open my mouth and groan.
“You are a bad little
girl. It’s payback time.”
He grips my hand and
puts it on his erection, hard again, very nice. He continues thrusting his
fingers inside me, while forcing me to move my hand on him.
“Come, like you made me
come.” He growls into my ear.
My breathing increases
and pleasure shoots through me. I wrap my legs around him and he moves his
fingers quicker.
“Jax…” I mewl.
“Come.” He hisses.
I moan again, and he
slants his mouth over mine, driving his tongue in and causing me to explode
around him. In seconds, before I even have time to process it, he is inside me,
hard and fast. I grip his shoulders and he attaches his mouth to my neck and
slams me with desperate need.
“Jax,” I whimper. “Jax.”
He is cursing and
moaning into my ear, my legs are tightly wrapped around him, and my hands are
supporting my body on the bench. He slides his mouth down to claim my nipple
and bites down on it hard, I come again. He continues driving into me until I
have released three times. He is sweating; his bronze skin is glistening. I
trace my tongue over his shoulder, tasting the saltiness.
“You want me to come
again?” He growls.
“Yes,” I pant.
“How much?”
“Please, please.”
He slams so hard the
bench creaks, then his muscles bunch, and he roars a release, gripping my hips
so hard it stings. When he finally slows, we are both covered in sweat. I can’t
breathe properly, let alone talk. His green gaze meets mine, and I force out a
weak smile.
“That. Was. Bad.” He
breathes.
“You shouldn’t run from
me.” I pant, leaning my head against the wall.
“I had plans, a nice
evening…wine…roses, but no…you come in here dressed like that and un-man me.”
“You un-manned
yourself.” I grin.
“There will be revenge
for that, hard core revenge.”
I smile and kiss his
hot, sweaty lips. He moans and deepens the kiss until we are deep in passion. I
pull back, panting yet again.
“Stop, there is only so
much I can take.” I whisper.
“I am done for an hour
or so…”
I raise my eyebrows. “An
hour or so?”
He gives me a wolfish
grin. “Oh baby, that was just the beginning.”
****
COMING SOON – PHOENIX ROCKSTAR
“Travis.” I whisper, gripping his shoulders. “I am dark, I
am no good for you. She is right about that.”
“Sometimes all darkness needs is a little of the right kinda
light. I am your light Mischief.”
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