Page 50 of Reputation (Toronto Royals #1)

Chapter Thirty

Jax

Jax woke up to the sun streaming into the soft blue and cream-colored room. It took him a moment to remember where he was, but the warm body draped across his chest brought the previous night flooding back to his sleep-clouded brain.

Nestled into him, Eavie’s head rested on his chest as she slept, one long leg draped across both of his.

Lightly, he trailed his fingers up Eavie’s spine, exposed to him as she lay across his chest. Tucked into his side, utterly beautiful, naked and pressed against him, Jax luxuriated in the privilege of touching her like this.

He gazed down at her sleeping form and thought she was utter perfection.

Her face, now free of makeup, was relaxed as she slept, her lashes fanning her high cheekbones.

Her lush mouth sat open in a small O, and her even breaths fanned through the dark hair on his chest. Her soft tresses spilled across his shoulder and down her back, the ends tickling his fingers as he brushed them across her skin.

He’d seen her in various clothes, had felt the body beneath, but it had not prepared him for the sight of her completely naked.

Her long, lean body was a perfect combination of toned muscle and soft curves.

He’d finally managed to get his first complete look at her moments after they’d stumbled through the door, coming together in a fresh wave of need that swept so fiercely through him that Jax had thought he needed to be inside her, or he might explode.

Their hands desperately grasped for each other as they danced backward into her living room.

He’d torn off her clothes as Eavie had divested him of his.

They made it no further than her couch before he slid inside her again.

This time, Eavie straddled his hips and rode him until she convulsed intensely around his cock, and he buried himself deep as he spilled into her.

Seeing her completely naked for the first time with her straddling his lap was an image that would forever be burned into his mind.

Not long after, he’d picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her into the bedroom, where they went at it again, slower, with less urgency and more exploration.

They took their time discovering each other until finally, Jax slid into her with a slow, torturous rhythm that took her over the edge three more times before he finally gave in to his own climax.

Remembering the rough and wild rounds from the previous night had Jax’s blood flowing again, his cock thickening beneath her body. He smiled up at the ceiling. Thank god it was Saturday and they both had the weekend off. He could think of worse ways to spend his time than buried between her legs.

Glancing at the clock on her bedside table, Jax decided four hours of sleep was plenty of rest to have replenished her.

Tilting his head down, he brushed his lips against her hair as his fingers explored her back more urgently. Gripping the generous globes of her fantastic ass in his hand, he squeezed, luxuriating in the feel of her soft, bare skin beneath his callouses.

Eavie stirred, her back arching into his touch as her eyelashes fluttered against his chest. He skimmed his other hand along her cheek before he gripped her jaw between his thumb and finger and angled her head toward him.

He lowered his mouth to hers, probing with his tongue until she parted her lips for him to enter.

She moaned, the sound sleepy and deep, laced with contented satisfaction.

The noise was like an arrow to his gut, and his blood turned to fire in his veins.

Her eyes had barely opened before he rolled her onto her back, blanketing her body with his.

His lips devoured her as her eyes fluttered closed again, and he felt her awakening as her hands began to grip his shoulders with more urgency.

Her nails raked down his back, the sharp points biting into his skin, making him hiss.

Slowly, Jax moved his lips, gently kissing her across her jaw and down her neck, taking his time tasting her sweet skin. He lightly nipped at the spot where it met her collarbone and felt her response in the arching of her back.

Sliding one hand down her ribs to caress and squeeze her hip, he continued tracing his lips over every inch of her body, discovering, as he’d imagined doing, all the sensitive spots and the noises they pulled from her pillowy lips.

When he reached the top of her hip, he lapped his tongue across the bone—where he discovered she had an intricate little birthmark in the shape of a star—eliciting an adorable mewling sound from her.

Smiling against her skin, he continued his downward journey, heading toward the apex of her thighs.

He kissed and licked and nipped at the smooth skin of her pubic bone before he slid down and parted her legs, using his broad shoulders to open her to him.

“Jax,” Eavie breathed above him.

“Shh,” he said against the skin just below her belly button. “Let me worship you, baby.”

Above him, she shuttered, her body vibrating with anticipation. Placing one last gentle kiss at the top of her slit, Jax looked up and caught her watching him under heavy lids.

Finally, moving the last few inches, he placed one hand under her ass, tilting her hips where he wanted them.

With the other, he ran a finger between her folds, grazing her clit and feeling the wetness already accumulating at her entrance.

She moaned again, but instead of giving her what she wanted, Jax used his thumb and forefinger to spread her.

“You have a gorgeous pussy. So beautiful and swollen. And so wet for me.” Her pussy glistened pink under the morning light streaming in from the tall windows on either side of her bed.

He stared transfixed at the incredible sight of her so ready for him as he rubbed his finger first down one side, circling her entrance, before he did the same on the other side, teasing her without touching her clit.

She whimpered above him, hips rolling in an effort to get the pressure where she wanted it—to take what she wanted.

Their battle for control continued and damn, but that turned him on.

The smell of her arousal hit his nose, and he was suddenly starving for her. “I can’t wait to taste you,” he told her, his voice gruff with her so close to his mouth.

He hadn’t gotten the chance last night to taste her, and he realized how foolish that had been. Mouth watering, Jax flattened his tongue against her and licked from her entrance up to her clit.

Her taste exploded on his tongue, and he groaned as she cried out, “ Oh, fuck.”

Her hips bucked, and Jax moved the hand holding her open to her belly, pressing down to keep her still. Her taste set off an explosion in him, and he wanted to hold her captive while he devoured her and made her scream. She tasted so fucking good.

He licked her one more time before sucking the swollen bud of her clit into his mouth.

He was rewarded with another harsh cry from her lips as he continued to torment the sensitive bundle.

He alternated between small licks and sucks, driving her to the edge before he pulled back and licked her from bottom to top again.

Eavie panted, head thrown back as he continued to torture her. As much as Jax wanted to give her what she wanted, he was enjoying her too much to let her ride her orgasm just yet.

Instead of returning his attention to her clit, he moved the hand holding her down to join the other under her ass.

He jerked her hips, tilting her so her legs fell up and back, opening her to him completely.

The angle gave him free access to her entrance, where he pushed his tongue in and flicked it.

“Oh, Jax!” Eavie screamed toward the ceiling, her hands clenching the sheets as she ground down on his tongue.

He fucking loved it when she screamed his name. “Mm, that’s it, baby. Ride my face,” he said against her sensitive flesh. “I want all of you in my mouth.”

Her entire body shuddered. Damn, she was so responsive. His blood pumped through him, pooling in his cock as he continued to fuck her with his tongue.

When he felt her channel began to clench around him, he pulled his tongue out and sucked hard on her clit. She screamed again, this time with her back arching. Jax continued to suck and nip at her bud, pushing her faster and faster toward her climax.

Panting, she tangled her fingers into his hair, pulling at the strands. The sharp bite only urged him on, determined to make her come all over his mouth.

“ Yes, ” she panted, eyes screwed shut. “Fuck, Jax…I’m…I’m going to…” she trailed off, ragged breaths rasping between her lips. Her nipples were hard buds cresting her heavy tits as she drew in air.

“Come for me, baby. Let me taste you.”

Eavie moaned at his encouragement and then cried out again as he refastened his mouth on her.

Using his tongue, he pushed on her clit before switching to his teeth to give her one last nip. The sharpness of it sent her flying over the edge. Jax fastened his entire mouth on her, using his lips to keep pressure on her clit, drawing out her orgasm as he pushed his tongue back inside her.

She writhed above him, hips bucking. She flooded his mouth and tongue with the taste of her juices—honey and ginger—and he greedily drank it in. Watching her come, feeling her come, was easily his new favorite thing.

When she stopped convulsing around and under him, he gave her one last lick all the way up before he crawled slowly on top of her, leaving a wet trail of kisses across her body, finishing with a long, languid kiss to her lips.

His cock was painfully rigid, pulsing in time with his heartbeat. He wanted to bury himself inside her again.