His blue eyes narrowed and locked onto mine and the start of a sexy smirk started to tug at his lips. “Indeed.”
“So? I’m relegated back to my former status as ordinary student?” I challenged.
Jax didn’t hesitate. “Never that.”
My heart seemed to restart like a match being lit. My eyebrow rose and my head cocked to one side. “Then?” I said bravely.
“Then… I think we should go. Are you ready?”
Our eyes still held with a sensual laziness, both of us seemingly drunk on the atmosphere, the other’s company and the promise of what was in store. “I am.”
Jax raised a hand to indicate he was ready for the check and after the waiter brought it and exchanged pleasantries; he glanced at it and quickly unfurled three bills and handed them over.
“Keep it,” he said to the waiter.
“Thank you, sir. Have a pleasant evening, Madam.” He nodded at me.
“Thank you,” I answered.
In seconds Jaxon was on his feet and extending me his hand, then helping me up and I dropped my napkin off of my lap on the seat of the chair.
It seemed as natural as breathing when he placed my hand in the crook of his arm and escorted me outside into the still warm September night. New York was always a bustle of light and motion and though it was exciting, tonight, I longed for the moon and stars, and more, I longed for the evening to continue.
“Shall we walk a little?” Jax asked.
There were always people on the streets of New York. Lovers and tourists, clubbers and those attending Broadway shows or late suppers, but now, walking in silence with this man, I felt like it all fell away. “Yes, please.”
He was looking at me, though we were walking forward. I could feel his eyes on me the same way they had been the first day of class. We walked for a block without speaking. I inhaled but it was Jax to begin.
“I meant what I said. You’re very talented and I’d love to work with you.”
“I’d like that.” If working beside him was the only time I could get with him alone, I’d take it. My shoulder brushed his strong bicep as I walked closely beside him, and he bent his head to speak close to my ear. His hot breath competed with the night heat as it rushed across the skin of my cheek. I shivered.
“Are you cold?” His hand came up to cover the fingers wrapped around his inner elbow.
I lifted a hand to stroke it down the sleeve of his jacket, though I shook my head. “Not at all.” I wished we were alone. The moment was intimate. It felt like we were already lovers. “I enrolled in the class so I could get your opinion on my work, and now…” I lifted my right shoulder in a small shrug.
He stopped and turned me to face him both of his hands closing gently around my shoulders then down my upper arms. “And, now?” he prompted. “Tell the truth, remember.”
I swallowed and nodded shortly. “And now… I just want to get close to you.”
“I thought you were afraid I’d break your heart.” His voice was low and intense.
“I still am, but in this moment… I’m more afraid you’ll never touch me.” I reached up to run my fingers lightly along the soft scruff on his strong jaw, my eyes holding his. My head fell back, and my eyes closed at the same time my lips parted in invitation. I wanted him to kiss me. I needed him to devour me.
For a beat, Jaxon just looked at me. His intense blue eyes getting a shade darker as he contemplated his next move.
Without warning I was suddenly in his arms and being moved backward into the small alley and pressed up against the brick wall of one of the buildings. I was breathless in my anticipation. Both of his strong hands came up to hold the sides of my face and his forehead pressed into mine. He was breathing as hard as I was and I sucked in his exhale, my open mouth lifting toward his as I let out a soft breath, silently begging for his kiss.
It seemed he lost the battle he was waging with himself, because an instant later his mouth swooped and came crashing down on mine in a deeply passionate kiss. My fingers clutched at the front of his shirt, fisting in the material as I gave him access. His erection pressed into me and I moaned softly as he hiked me higher on the wall and pushed between my thighs. It felt amazing, but I craved more.
We kissed over and over; the desperate, hungry kind; tongues tentatively touching, then mating in a wild abandon. Our mouths gave and took from each other in a beautiful dance, only breaking to breathe. I felt my body bloom; opening and aching to be filled by him.
“Uhhh,” I sighed out. “Jaxxxx…”
“God… he breathed against my mouth, his chest heaving and his heart hammering against mine. I felt his hand slide around the outside of my thigh and lift my leg so he could press more deeply into my center. “You’re so sexy.” He pushed into me again and I felt the full and glorious length of him against me. “I’ve been dying to get my hands on you since I read your piece. And tonight… I was in physical pain.”
His hips thrust forward and mine gave an answering push in return. I was balancing on one leg, but the pressure of his body held me steady.
His hand snaked around under my leg to touch the silk of panties, slick with lust. I whimpered as his fingers pressed against the moist material and began a slow pulse on my clit.
“No one cans see us, but can you be quiet?” He whispered, his face turning into the curve of my neck. I arched it, giving him access. His open mouth immediately latched on to my tender skin to bite, nibble and suck alternating between hard then soft. My breath rushed out as pleasure began to build, pooling in a delicious throb deep inside me.
Biting my lower lip, I gave him a muffled answer, unsure if I could comply but wanting so desperately what he could give me. “Mmmmm hmmmm.”
At my assurance, my panties were pulled aside, and his fingers were parting my flesh and he was pushing two inside me. I clenched around them and he groaned.
“Jesus, Addison. I’m dying.”
I turned my head and bit his earlobe hoping it would cause him to turn and kiss me again. His fingers made two slow deep thrusts inside me and then he pulled them out to move them in four or five circles over the hard nub that begged for his touch. The effect was explosive and like nothing I’d ever experienced. He was experienced and he played me like a finely tuned instrument.
“Uhhh.” I breathed out. “Jax… Kiss me. Kiss me,” I demanded as his fingers continued the alternating thrusts and the delicious rubbing until I was writhing in wanton desire, clenching my sex over and over. I could feel liquid desire trickle down the leg that supported half of my weight.
Despite our precarious location or maybe in spite of it, Jax was frantic in his kisses, his mouth devouring mine, sucking my tongue inside to then thrust inside to lave with mine, while his hand worked more slowly, careful to build my pleasure more slowly. The exquisite sensation was almost too much to bear. My hips pushed into his hand in hungry demand.
I pulled my mouth free to beg. “Please. Please.”
“I want it to be like nothing you’ve ever felt. Do you trust me?” He asked against my mouth. He was already kissing me again so all I could do was offer a soft mewl.
My hands pulled his head closer, as the hungry kissing began again.
I wasn’t sure how long it went on, but it felt incredible; amazing.