He climbed onto the bed next to her. Only the sheet draped her body, since, even with the AC, it was still on the warm side of comfortable. Carefully, he pulled the sheet down her body until she was exposed to him.
He scooted behind her, gently adjusting her body to conform to his. She moved in her sleep, resting her head on the inside of his arm and tucking her back more firmly into his chest. His free hand swept up her bare thigh to the top of her hip. The cutoffs weren’t much of a barrier and they moved aside as he cupped a smooth, round cheek and gave it a light squeeze. She made a small sound and arched her lower back, pressing her ass against his cock that was trying desperately to bust through his boxer briefs.
Burying his nose into her neck, he inhaled her scent deeply into his lungs as he snaked his hand to the front of her body and up her tank top to find a ripe breast that fit perfectly in the cage of his fingers. She responded instantly, her shoulders pressing back as she tried to press into his touch.
“That’s it, baby,” he said as he rolled the hard nub between his thumb and forefinger. “Come alive for me. Let me make you feel good.”
Jackson couldn’t believe how much he wanted to sink himself between her thighs. He’d been horny thousands of times in his life, but that word seemed so lacking compared to how he felt around her. It was more like a deep, gnawing hunger he needed to feed. And according to her rules, the clock on the wall said it was dinnertime, so he’d be damned if he was waiting any longer.
Abandoning her breast, he tucked his fingers between her legs, staying over her shorts for now, and rubbed them back and forth a few times. She moaned and her hips began to rock with him, riding his fingers in small movements.
Suddenly she gasped and her body went rigid. He quickly banded his arm around her waist and held tight as he spoke softly next to her ear. “Shhhh, V, it’s okay. It’s just me.” He felt her relax once again, but she wasn’t yet back to her state of sexual abandon like when she’d been asleep.
“Do you always accost women in their sleep, Maris?”
He chuckled. Her question lacked the bite she was probably going for. Instead, it came out breathless and a little relieved.
“Only the ones who make me agree as to when and how long I get them for. It’s past midnight, which means it’s Tuesday. Which also means you’re mine for the next three days, and I intend to collect as much and as often as possible.”
“Yeah, well— Oh, God!”
Jackson hadn’t waited to hear her rebuttal. He’d moved his fingers back to where they’d been before she’d awakened. Slipping his fingers under her shorts, he continued rubbing her through the silk of her panties. “You’re wet already. Your body responds to me, V. It knows what it wants.”
She moaned and arched into his touch. “Feels like I can say the same to you. So stop teasing me and give us what we both want.”
Even half asleep, the woman couldn’t help giving orders. He was tempted to remind her of her promise but thought better of it. He didn’t want to argue about who promised what now. He’d do that later, after they got this first one out of the way. Or maybe the first few. The way he felt, he could spend himself over and over in her and still be ready for more.
Jax yanked her tank up and over her head, then grabbed her shorts and panties and tugged them down until they became lost in the sea of linens at their feet. Immediately following was his godforsaken underwear threatening to give him another circumcision if he didn’t get them off. Breathing a sigh of relief, he resumed his position at her back and nestled his erection in the soft groove of her ass.
The skin-to-skin contact he’d been anticipating for hours—hell, probably days—was almost enough to set him off right then and there. He held still, not trusting himself to move without losing what little control he had over his body. But then she rubbed herself against his cock, and he lost the thread.
Snatching one of the condoms he’d placed on the nightstand, he quickly sheathed himself so he wouldn’t forget later in the heat of the moment. Responsibility taken care of, Jax grabbed her and rolled partly on his back with her half draped on top of him. He reached down and pulled her leg over his, spreading her open. His arm underneath her wrapped around to play with a breast while his other hand returned to the sweet spot between her legs.