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T he storm clouds had cleared and a sliver of moon glowed through the threadbare curtains on Jaxon's window.

The house was quiet, except for the constant creaking in the bones of the old house.

Jaxon was fast asleep next to me, and I took a long moment to enjoy watching him sleep.

His naked chest gleamed in the dim light coming through the window.

He was head to toe magnificent. Asleep, with his long dark lashes shut over his blue eyes, he looked a little younger, more innocent, less hardened.

But I knew there was nothing young or innocent about the man next to me.

He was powerful, lethally so, but he also had an incredible heart.

For the first time in my life, I was with a man I could count on for protection, security.

Growing up surrounded by mega-wealth, I still never felt protected or secure.

Maybe that was because I knew my dad was capable of anything, no matter how villainous, even as wretched as selling his daughter off to a man she wanted nothing to do with.

I reached over and smoothed my fingers along the side of Jaxon's face.

He stirred for a second and then growled and went back to sleep.

I was still wearing the oversized T-shirt and nothing else.

I pulled it off to be naked and scooted under the blankets and down near the end of the mattress. I came back up between his legs.

His earlier growl rolled into a groan, an appreciative groan, as I took his cock in my hand. It sprang to an erection. I cupped his balls with my free hand, and he reached under the covers to tangle his fingers in my hair.

The groan went back to a growl when I ran my tongue around the tip of his cock. Sweet precum moistened my lips. His fingers tangled farther into my hair as he held me against him. The low noises he made caused a surge of heat between my legs.

His cock felt so big and thick in my hand; it made my heart race with wanting him to fuck me. I moved my mouth up and down the impossibly long shaft, and he moved his hips so I could take in more of him.

"Fuck, baby, your mouth is so hot," he growled. "I'm gonna come." He reached down and took hold of shoulder. "Sit on top of me to finish this. I need to see that incredible face when I come. I need to be holding you, all of you."

I crawled up toward him and giggled when he lifted me up onto him. I straddled his body and was so ready for him, I slipped back over his cock. His hands pressed against my breasts, and I braced myself against his chest. We pounded into each other. In seconds, my whole body trembled with an orgasm.

Jaxon stiffened beneath me. "Fuck yeah," he groaned.

When our breathing slowed and the room stopped spinning, I collapsed down on his chest. His protective arms wrapped around me.

"Hmm, nice way to wake up. Even if it is fucking early." Jaxon squeezed me.

"Too early?" I asked.

"Darlin', you can wake me like that any fucking time you like."

I slid down off him, and we pressed into each other's arms. I gazed at him as he pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "Never expected anything like this to happen to me," he said.

"Like what?"

"Having someone walk into my life and change it so wildly, I know I'll never be the same. I remember when I saw you up on that sunning deck. I thought—fuck, some rich asshole is the luckiest man alive. Now I'm the luckiest man alive. Just not rich."

"You're the prize, Jaxon. Not me. I'm the luckiest girl alive … and to think just last week I was the unluckiest girl alive. Guess it's a good thing I jumped overboard."

"Fuck, you ain't kidding, darlin'."