They Rise at Dusk (Book #1) ✔️

Chapter 14: Exhaustion

Jax's hands slid down my hips and my legs, then wondered beneath my dress. My breath hitched in my throat as he dug his fingers into my skin. He still held me pressed against the wall, not allowing me to move an inch. I felt his erection between my legs, hard and ready.

His lips travelled down my neck, planting soft kisses along the way, causing me to squirm against him, needing more pressure.

"Patience, Odette." He whispered and lifted my dress up.

I've been patient enough. I've been patient for two years.

The thong I wore felt almost non-existent as he leaned his lower body against mine, the fabric of his jeans scratching my nakedness. His fingers hooked my panties and pulled them down roughly. The feel of the breeze against my pussy surprised me.

"Are you gonna fuck me here?" I asked, catching his earlobe with my teeth and wrapping my hands around his neck. "For all the world to see?"

"Maybe I want them to see." Jax growled against my neck, and his hands gripped my hips. "Maybe I want them to see you're mine."

"Fuck." I gasped as he grabbed my ass and lifted me off the ground.

Gosh, he felt so strong and solid against me. With my thong still around my legs, he put me down on the chaise lounge, and pulled up my dress. The thin material gathered around my chest, the straps slid down my shoulders, revealing my bra.

The cold winter air slammed into my body, and a shiver ran down my spine.

"Are you cold?"

Hell, no.

"No." I breathed as he settled over me, the bulge in his jeans probing at my exposed entrance.

Fuck, the friction would finish me off before he even managed to fuck me.

"You're not patient, babe." Jax took my hands and put them above my head.

Both of my wrists fit inside his one hand. My breath hitched at the thought of being trapped underneath him.

"No." I agreed, staring straight into his eyes. "I'm impatient by nature."

He moved against me, his jeans scratching my naked pussy. Pleasure licked my spine in the neediest, most satisfying way. It's been two years since someone touched me. And with Lucia in the living room, I couldn't even touch myself.

I tore at his hand, trying to set myself free so that I could touch him, but he held me down firmly.

"Jax-" I growled.

"Shh." He reached for the band of his jeans with his free hand and unclasped his belt, "I'll fuck you, Odette. I'll fuck you now and I'll fuck you later. On this chaise lounge, up against the wall, and in the damn shower. I'll fuck your pussy, your pretty mouth, and your ass. Just relax and you'll get everything you need and more."

I swallowed and braced myself, my heart hammering away, my pussy pulsating. His words shut up my complaints and I took in a steady breath.

"Keep your hands above your head." He commanded, then placed a kiss on my lower lip and let go of my wrists.

My heart settled into a steady rhythm, and I kept my hands above my head, even though I desperately wanted to run them through his hair, touch his chest, trail his tattoos with my fingers. Jax took off his hoodie, revealing the black tee underneath, and the tats climbing up his arms. He leaned over me then, and unclasped my bra. Cold air touched my nipples, making them hard.

Jax leaned his lower body against mine, and his erection, still tucked inside his boxers, pushed against my naked skin. I moaned shamelessly, grinding against him.