Unscathed

I gasped at his touch, running my fingers over the bumps of his stomach and to his belt. With hands that trembled with a nervous excitement, I worked his belt buckle free. I let my hands deliberately slide over him, and I could feel that he was straining to be free. I continued to cover his chest in gentle strokes of my tongue, as I tugged his jeans down over his solidly built hips and thighs. Almost at once, I felt him spring free and thump hard against my stomach. I squirmed against him. Jax eagerly kicked his jeans free, as I pulled his shirt from him. I eased him off me and looked at his naked body as he stood before me. It was taut with muscle and covered in an intricate array of tattoos. It was like his naked body told his life story in pictures stenciled in black ink.



“Like?” he said with a slanted smile, his strong hands by his sides.



“Very much,” I smiled back, unable to stop myself from glancing down at him. I could tell at once that he liked me.



“Good,” he said, reaching out and untying the red scarf I had around my waist. I had used it to keep my dress closed, and when he pulled it off, he slung it around his own neck and proceeded to use his hands to push the rest of the dress off over my shoulders. It slid to the floor and pooled around my feet. With his eyes never leaving my body, I slowly drew my panties down over my hips and stepped out of them. We stood before each other stripped bare, my pigtails swinging about my shoulders. There was no going back.



“Like?” I whispered.



“Oh yeah,” he said, eyes wide and glazed with desire.



Stepping away from the door, I crossed the room to my bed. I made sure that I let my body brush against his as I passed, just like I had in the coffee bar. Reaching the bed, I glanced back over my shoulder and could see that he was staring at my arse. I liked the way he looked at me. I could see a hunger in his eyes and it turned me on. Dropping onto the bed, I lay on my back. With my eyes half open and heart racing, I looked up him. Over his shoulder I could see the picture of London hanging from my bedroom wall. I thought of the pictures of Jax hidden behind it. I didn’t want to think of them right now. That was my secret which I wasn’t ready to share – if ever.



Glancing back at Jax, I teasingly opened my legs. He glanced down between them, that look of hunger consuming his face again. His eyes clouded over with longing. I didn’t have to entice him anymore. Climbing onto the end of the bed, Jax sunk between my legs.



Chapter Twenty-Three



Jax



I don’t think my eyes have ever rolled back in my head during foreplay before, but today, I’m sure they did. Mina pulled me down and when she put her mouth on my nipple piercing, I almost lost it right then and there. As her tongue was playing on my chest, I reached down and slowly pulled out both her ponytails, tossing the little rubber band things to the floor. She looked at me with amusement in her eyes. I reached down and tugged at her hair a little to allow it to fall over her bare, delicate shoulders. I sucked in a breath at the sight of her bare body… it was perfect in every way. I had been with lots of girls; some tatted up, some with just a couple of small tats, some with scars, some with piercings… but it had been a while since I’d been with a woman with nothing at all. Her body was a smooth, blank canvas and I wanted to draw a masterpiece all over it with my tongue and fingers.



Mina teased me by brushing one of her thighs against me, almost daring me to satisfy her. She never verbally answered my question about whether or not she was a virgin, but I got my answer by the seduction act she performed by lying on that bed and the look in her eyes. Virgins didn’t behave like that. Mina reached up and grabbed the scarf, using it to pull me down to her mouth. She kissed me hard and I propped myself up on my hands to keep from smothering her, even though I really wanted to. I wanted to consume her. She slithered the scarf off from around my neck and threw it to the floor.



As I lay on top of her, my arousal pushing into her thigh, I could feel her hips buck under me, begging me to fill up her body. But there was no way I was going to do this without protection. I got up off the bed and fished around in my pants pocket for a condom. I slipped it on, keeping eye contact with Mina, her blue orbs blazing with fiery desire, her lip turning white from the way she was biting it. I quickly made my way back to her and ran kisses and nips up her thighs, slowly swirling my tongue all the way up. I reached her core but didn’t touch it, as much as I wanted to. I heard her let out a soft moan as I went around to her hipbone and kissed her there. I could see goose bumps pebble her body, and I reached up and gently took hold of her breast. It felt soft but heavy in my hand. Her breasts were perfect and I wanted to stare at them forever.



When my fingers found the puckered tip, I slid them around it and she moaned once again. I soon replaced my fingers with my warm mouth and tongue, and she pawed at my hair until I thought she may pull it out.



Removing my mouth from her beautiful pink nipple, I ran kisses up her neck and then found her mouth again.



“Jax, please, I need you,” she said in that hot British accent that made me even harder than I already was, if that was even possible.



I grinned and decided I was going to tease her some more. I was actually teasing myself if I’m honest, since I was ready to lose it before I had even touched her there. I pinned her arms to the bed, holding her hands down so she couldn’t move. I began nipping at her breast again with my teeth, licking and sucking, getting lost in the soft mewling sounds she was making.



I made my way back up to her mouth and kissed her some more, still pinning her hands to the bed as her hips continued to squirm under me. It felt so good to be wanted by such a beautiful girl. I could resist no longer.



As I slowly sunk into her hot, wet body, I groaned into her mouth and I’m fairly sure I heard her squeak. I began moving slowly while keeping both hands pinned to the bed, my fingers interlocking with hers. I was in complete control of her and she loved every second of it. I felt her wrap one long, creamy leg around my back and I had to do everything I could to maintain control, to not lose myself inside of her too quickly.



I let her hands go and she immediately wrapped them around my back and dug her short nails into the inked skin. I felt her body go still under mine as her nails dug harder into my back. Then she cried out a soft, throaty, breathy cry that told me she’d… arrived.



I smiled and continued to stroke myself in and out of her, hoping I could get her to moan like that again. Every one of my nerve endings felt like it was on fire. My heart was pounding in my chest. I was almost dizzy with lust. Her nails were still in my back, but they didn’t hurt; the sensation was hot… righteously viscous… erotic.



When she raised her hips again to meet mine, I felt her tense once more, this time her hands slid down and wrapped around both of my biceps, squeezing as she screwed her eyes shut and threw her head back. I watched her ride another sinful wave and it was my undoing.



Without any more control left in me, I let myself go, arching my head back and gripping the sheets, balling them in my fists as I tried to keep from crying out at the sensations ripping through my body. It was like nothing I had ever experienced.



I dipped my head down, panting into her neck, her fingers playing gently with the hair on the back of my head.



She was breathing heavy in my ear. “Jax, that was…”



She didn’t finish her sentence. I lifted my head and looked into her face, waiting for her to continue. “Cat got your tongue?” I asked, amused.



“I’ll show you my tongue,” she teased back.



“You already did, but I’d like to see it again.”



She stuck her tongue out at me and I nipped at it with my teeth, capturing her mouth once again in another deep thank-you kiss that she seemed to happily return.



I wanted to lie with her like this and never leave the house.



But with a groan, I eventually rolled off of her to get rid of the evidence. Then I found my boxer briefs and slid them on. I climbed under the covers and held her soft body against mine. It was warm, almost hot. She was still flushed red, and when she laid her head on my chest, I closed my eyes and gripped her tighter, running my fingers lightly over her arm.



“You’re incredible, Mina,” I said.



She didn’t look up but I felt her nod against my chest. “I was just about to say the same thing to you.”



“Do you have any regrets?” I asked her.



She seemed to pause a lot longer than was comfortable and I began to regret asking her about regrets. I was about to say something else – anything to break up the silence, when she answered me.



“No, Jax. No regrets. Not a one. I’m glad you came over tonight. I’ve felt things tonight I haven’t been able to feel in a long time…”



I nodded as she trailed off, and kissed the top of her head. We lay like that for a while when I decided we needed some music. I spotted a small stereo on her dresser. I gently untangled myself from her, first needing to use the adjoining restroom. I left her beautiful glowing body lying on her queen-sized bed.



After I finished, I opened the bathroom door and must have let it swing a little too hard, because it smacked right into a large framed poster of London she had on the wall. I saw the poster come loose and fall, and I tried to catch it, hoping the glass it was encased in didn’t break.



I managed to catch it enough where my hand broke its fall. I eased it to the floor, breathing a sigh of relief, but feeling a little embarrassed, too. I shook my head.



Smooth, Jax. Real smooth.



Mina shot up out of the bed, a distressed look on her face as I lifted the poster, intent to get it back on the wall, hoping I wasn’t going to need some tools. As I faced the wall, I let out a gasp and almost dropped the poster again. Dozens and dozens of photos of me were plastered where the poster once was.



Me in the coffee shop. Me at work. Me going into Rowdy’s with my friends. Me in front of my house. Me sitting in my truck somewhere. Me on my bike.



I was stunned, confused, and horrified all at once. I couldn’t wrap my brain around what I was looking at. I slowly turned around and looked into Mina’s red and sheepish face. “What in the hell is this?”