Page 25 of For the Promise (The Raider Brothers #2)

“Strawberries and chocolate. How convenient.” ~ Jaxon

Jaxon

I pace the chalet as I attempt to calm down. Between being hard all night for Blossom and fighting with her asshole ex, my blood is pumping and my adrenaline is flowing.

Blossom exits the bathroom wearing that sleepshirt I can see through and I fist my hands to stop myself from going to her and pulling her into my arms before stripping her bare and having my way with her.

“I thought you wanted to go in the hot tub.”

She gestures outside. “It’s raining.”

Crap. I’m too distracted. I hadn’t even noticed it started raining.

There’s a knock on the door and she spins around to answer it. I growl. She’s not answering the door in her sleepshirt. No man gets to see her this way. Only me.

“I’ve got it,” I say as I push her behind me.

She rolls her eyes. “Whatever, caveman. ”

I answer the door and a man grins at me. “I have your champagne and strawberries and chocolate.”

He starts to roll his cart inside but I stop him. “I’ve got it.”

He nods before backing away.

“I love Hudson,” Blossom squeals as she reaches for a strawberry and pops it into her mouth. She moans as she chews and my cock – already hard from watching her wander around the chalet with her silky smooth legs exposed – jerks.

“I’m going for a walk.”

“What? It’s raining.”

“It’s fine.”

I reach for the door but she captures my wrist to stop me. “What’s wrong, Jaxon? Shit. Are you hurt worse than you let on?”

She grabs my hand to examine it. She smooths her fingers over my knuckles. “The swelling has gone down and there’s no bruising.” She glances up at me from beneath her lashes. “Maybe your knuckles need a kiss to feel better.”

She leans over to kiss my knuckles and her sleepshirt dips open offering me a view of her cleavage. Guessing by the smirk on her face, the little minx knows exactly what she’s doing. She kisses each and every one of my knuckles.

“There. All better. Or is there somewhere else I need to kiss?”

I groan. “This is why I need to go for a walk.”

Her brow furrows. “Are you avoiding me?”

“You’re not making it easy for me to keep my hands to myself. ”

“Who said you have to keep your hands to yourself?”

I brush the hair from her face. “Our weekend is nearly over. On Monday, we’ll return to our normal lives. And, as soon as Alan drops the lawsuit, we’ll get an annulment.”

Pain flashes into her eyes before she blinks and it’s gone. Why would my words be painful to her? Maybe I saw wrong.

She grasps my shirt. “If this is over on Monday, why don’t we enjoy one more night together?”

Because I’m afraid if I enjoy another night wrapped in her arms, I’m going to fall for her.

Blossom is not the woman I thought she was.

Yes, she’s different than me. But she also doesn’t run from her problems. She’s wicked smart and understands my nerdy jokes – even joins in on them.

And she never plans to leave my home of Smuggler’s Hideaway.

“It’s not a good idea.”

She smiles and her eyes warm until they resemble a tawny whiskey. “I think it’s an excellent idea.”

“Blossom,” I grumble.

“Grumbling at me is not helping the situation.”

“What do you…” I trail off when I notice her nipples are hard. “You’re making it awful hard for me to resist you.”

She palms my cock and squeezes. “I get what you mean.”

“You keep squeezing me and this will be over before it begins.”

She freezes. “Begins? Do you mean….” She trails off with a wiggle of her brows.

I don’t know why I bothered trying to resist this woman. She was irresistible before I realized how strong and fun she is. After spending a weekend getting to know her better, I don’t have a chance of resisting her.

“Clothes off. On the bed.”

“Yes, sir. Right away, sir.”

She’s joking, but my cock doesn’t realize it. It pounds in my pants, begging me to let it loose. I inhale a deep breath to get my body under control before I skip foreplay entirely.

I don’t want this to be over too quickly. I want to take my time with Blossom. If this is our last time together, I want to memorize every inch of her. Taste every inch of her. Touch every inch of her.

She whips off her t-shirt and I moan at how hard her nipples are already. She bends over and shimmies out of her panties and I have to fist my hand before I smack her ass.

She climbs onto the bed and I take a second to memorize this moment. How her smile lights up her face. How a blush creeps from her cheeks down her long, elegant neck. How perky her breasts are. How shiny her skin is.

“Are you going to stare at me all night? Or are you going to touch me?”

“Watch it or all the action you’ll get is me jacking myself off while I stare at your gorgeous body.”

Her breath hitches. “Maybe later.”

I shrug off my tuxedo jacket before ripping my bowtie off and unbuttoning my shirt. Blossom sits up in bed. “I like this show.” She wolf whistles. “Take it all off. ”

I shake my head at how silly she is. I don’t have enough silly in my life. My brothers are always goofing off but my life is serious. Until Blossom, I didn’t realize I enjoyed silly.

I throw my shirt on top of my jacket before toeing off my shoes.

“I’m going to send a thank you letter to the rowers of America.”

“The rowers of America?”

She motions to my chest. “To thank them for how sexy your shoulders and pecs are.”

I chuckle. “If you want to thank anyone, thank Miles for wanting to surf before school and Eli and Rhett for insisting I watch him.”

Her nose wrinkles. “I’m not thanking your brothers for how sexy you are.”

I unzip my pants and let them fall to the floor before rolling the cart with champagne and strawberries toward the bed.

“You forgot something.” She points to my briefs.

“They stay on for now.”

She sticks her bottom lip out in a pout. “Are you going to make me wait?”

I nip her lip with my teeth. “Don’t worry. You’re going to enjoy this. Lay back down.”

She doesn’t hesitate to follow my orders. “Good girl.”

She shakes her head. “Not a good girl. Just ready to get this show on the road. I’ve wanted to jump you since you punched Alan.”

“I didn’t realize you were this bloodthirsty. ”

“Neither did I. Until you punched my asshole ex in the nose.” She shivers and I can’t stop myself from reaching out to trace a finger along her side. She leans into my touch.

I pick up a strawberry and dip it in chocolate before placing the treat at her lips. She bites it and I swoop in to kiss her lips. She tastes of strawberries, chocolate, and something all Blossom. It’s sweet and sexy and utterly irresistible.

“Can you handle messy?” I ask against her lips.

“I’m fine with messy. But are you?”

I shrug. “I guess we’re about to find out.”

I dip my finger into the chocolate to make sure it isn’t too hot. Satisfied the liquid won’t burn her skin, I drizzle the chocolate onto her breasts. She gasps before arching her back toward me. I take a mental picture. I want to remember this vision for the rest of my life.

I bend and lick the chocolate off her skin. I moan at the flavor of her skin combined with chocolate. The tart of cherries and the sweet of chocolate is a heady combination.

Once I’ve cleaned her skin, I reach for the chocolate again. This time, I pour it on her stomach. While I lick the chocolate, I play with her pretty breasts. I massage and knead her skin until she’s writhing beneath me.

I lift my head to meet her gaze. “Something you need?”

“You,” she breathes out. “I need you.”

I smirk. “I’m right here.”

“You’re the smartest man I know, don’t be obtuse. You know what I mean.”

“I’m the smartest man you know? ”

She grunts. “Do not get distracted. It wasn’t a compliment. It was a mere statement of fact.”

“If I’m the smartest man you know.” I toy with her nipple. “I can probably do two things at once.”

She arches her back in a silent plea for more. “We are not discussing the myth of multi-tasking while I’m naked in bed and aching for you.”

“Aching for me?” I pinch her nipple and she moans.

“More, please.”

I dip my fingers in chocolate before smearing it over her lips. She tries to lick it off but I capture her lips before she has the chance. I lay on top of her but prop myself on my elbows before I crush her as I devour her lips.

She gasps and I shove my tongue into her mouth. The chocolate is delicious, but it can’t compare to the taste of Blossom. She’s a unique flavor, I’m afraid I’m becoming addicted to.

She wraps her legs around my waist and rubs herself against my cock. My cock is hard and hot and I can’t wait any longer. I shove my boxers down my thighs and notch myself at her entrance.

I inch inside. I moan at the feel of her walls surrounding me. Rippling around me. Nothing has ever felt better. No one has ever felt better.

I lift up to watch myself enter her and freeze. “Fuck.”

“Yes, please.”

“I forgot a condom. ”

I never forget a condom. Eli and Rhett drummed it into me from before the time I was interested in girls. Always protect yourself and her.

“It’s okay. I’m on the pill and I haven’t been with anyone since Alan.”

I ignore the reference to Alan. I won’t let her ex interfere with what is growing between Blossom and me.

Hold on. Growing between Blossom and me? Shit. So much for not falling for her.

“You trust me?”

She rolls her eyes. “I’m in this bed with you, aren’t I? Of course, I trust you.”

After everything Alan did – how he broke her trust, cheated on her, stole from her – she’s willing to trust another man. I knew Blossom was strong. It’s official. I’m falling for her.

“Hold on,” I growl. “This is going to be hard and fast.”

“Oh, goodie.”

I slam into her and her fingernails dig into my shoulders. When I don’t move, she wiggles underneath me.

“You promised hard and fast.”

I inhale a deep breath to stop myself from coming after one thrust. This woman I’m falling for deserves more and she’ll get it. She’ll get everything I have to give.

Until Monday morning.