Page 65 of Conquered

“Jax,” I say under my breath, reaching out and grasping his arm. He doesn't immediately let go, eyes still locked on the boy who's probably shitting himself.

Not that he doesn’t deserve being a little scared, he did ogle me after all and why the fuck should women have to put up with that everytime we dress up?

“Jax,” I say again, more firmly this time. He takes another moment, then releases the dickhead’s hand, snatching the keys out of it.

“Now, fuck off,” he growls out, sending the valet scurrying away into the darkness.

“Was that really necessary?” I ask, turning to him, hands on my hips.

“I didn't like the way he was looking at you,” Jax grumbles back, looking a little sheepish now that he's getting told off. Violence still wafts off him like an expensive perfume, and I can’t say that it doesn’t get me a little hot.Fuck, what have these guys done to me?

“I'm with the big guy on this one, Pretty Girl,” Loki pipes in. “He saw you were with us and still decided to test it, so he deserved what Jax gave him. More if you ask me.” Jax snarls at him.

I look at Loki with a ‘can you stop fucking baiting Jax' look, which I know he understands, yet chooses to ignore when he walks over to the car instead.

I roll my eyes, grab Jax's arm, and pull him with me.

“I'll drive,” Jax mumbles, Loki pumps his fist in the air with a whoop. “As long as Baby Girl sits up front,” Jax finishes with a slight tilt to his lips.

“Ugh! Fine, asshole,” Loki relents, opening the door, and pulling the tan leather seat back to get in.

“Alright with you, Baby Girl?” Jax turns to me, an unsure look in those beautiful, piercing blue eyes of his. You'd think the colour would be cold, but it's not. Instead, it's scorching hot, like the deepest part of a flame. Always banked and ready to flare into an inferno.

I come to when I hear him clear his throat, realising that I got lost in the depths of his gorgeous eyes.

“Uh...what did you say?”

He chuckles at me, stepping closer until my back hits the car as he presses me up against the rear passenger window. He's so close that I can see the pulse beating in his thick neck, the front of our bodies pressed so tightly together, I can feel his hardening cock pushing up against me.

“I asked if riding up front with me was okay with you?” he asks gruffly, his voice sending a cascade of shivers down my spine, making my core tingle.

“Yes,” I whisper, trying and failing not to get lost in those blue eyes again. I'm surrounded by his warm lemon scent until it's all I can taste. I feel lightheaded, and my breathing is so shallow, it's a wonder I don't pass out.

He reaches out a finger, trailing it down the side of my face, using it to tilt my chin up, his eyes focused on my red lips. Leaning in, he surprises me by bypassing my lips and placing his own warm ones on my neck. At the same time, his knee comesbetween my legs, his huge thigh pressing up into my suddenly aching pussy, with a delicious pressure that has me grinding down.

“Jax,” I moan on a breath, groaning in pleasure as he begins to suck and nibble at the column of my throat, electric currents skittering across my body at his touch. I rock on his hard thigh, working myself into a feverish pitch.

The fact that he's caging me in, surrounding me completely, and shielding me from the brisk night-time breeze, as well as any onlookers, just drives me higher.

I'm so lost to the glorious sensations that he’s creating, I soon grind myself into a gasping orgasm, my nails digging into his shoulders as I come, biting down on my lips to hold my cries in.

He holds me up for a few moments until my breathing evens out a little and I can stand steadily on my own two feet. Lifting his head, he looks at me with a satisfied possessive smirk on his handsome face.

“That's better.” He grins as he gestures for me to get into the car. It takes until I'm sitting down and buckled in for what he did to click, so I pull down the mirror to see a giant hickey on my neck.

“You wanker!” I shout at him, aghast. He just rumbles with laughter in that way of his as Loki outright brays in the back.

“That was hot as fuck!” Loki exclaims as we begin to drive off, gravel flying behind us and pinging off the bottom of the car.

We arrive at a set of modern iron gates a short while later, pausing for the security guard to let us through.

“Blimey!” I exclaim, as we make our way up a tree-lined drive, stopping outside a huge modern mansion.

It's all glass, wood, and straight lines, and although not ugly, it's not got quite the same impact as Highgate has. It is beautifully elegant in its simplicity, not to mention fucking enormous.

“Who lives here?” I ask the guys as we walk up the front steps after Jax has thrown the car keys to another valet, who wisely keeps his eyes down.

“I do,” comes the familiar, dark clipped tone of Ash as he steps into the open doorway.