Page 4 of The Twisted Beats

After a few cleansing breaths, Jax nestles up against me and tucks my hair behind my shoulder.

He nuzzles near my ear and whispers, “Sorry,mon trésor. You’re my only focus for the rest of the evening.”

I arch my neck, giving him more access. “Promise?”

“Yes.” He takes my chin in his hand and turns my head, melding our mouths together.

Our tongues intertwine as chills crawl over my skin. I climb into his lap, straddling him.

There’s nothing better than kissing him as I rub against him like this. Every time I do, he gets rock hard in mere seconds and I love it.

It’s one of the only situations where he has no ability to hide his reaction to me. He’s well-endowed and couldn’t if he tried.

Jax pulls away from our kiss and crooks his gaze around me. “David, please call the restaurant and tell them we’re running late.”

David peers back through the rearview mirror. “Sir, we’re almost?—”

“Engage the privacy settings for the windows, drive around for thirty minutes, call the bistro while you do, and close the divider.” Jax squeezes my waist once we’re secluded. “You know better than that. I told you to behave.”

I coyly shrug. “When I want something, I go for it.”

His stare burns into mine, lust growing white hot. “Off my lap, remove your pants, and then ride me.”

“Yes, my king.” Tingles spider through my lower stomach and spread, causing wetness to seep between my thighs.

I move to the side and strip as he undoes his trousers. His incredible girth and length have me panting.

I’m back on him in moments. “Jax, take me.”

“Done.” With a quick adjustment, he buries himself in me.

He yanks back my hair, fucking me hard and fast. He nips and bites my neck and nipples, kneading my breasts in greedy desire. It’s enough to send me over the edge. I can’t get enough of this man.

I grind over him, finding friction over my sensitive,engorged clit, building to the point I’m about to explode. He groans and I get lost in another world.

“Livianna, I’m about to come.” His voice strains. “Is it safe, or should I pull out?”

I’m floating on an intense wave of pulsating pleasure, not paying attention to his question. I moan and shake as I ascend out of my body in bliss.

“Livianna! Answer…” He plows into me deeper and his body stills. “Fuck!”

Shit.He’s coming inside ‌me.

My orgasm disappears in an instant. I can’t tell him I’m on the edge of the week before my most fertile time.

He’ll be beyond concerned and I’m not letting anything come between us tonight. Besides, I’m probably safe. According to my menstruation tracker, I’m not supposed to ovulate for another week.

My handsome, god-like man steals my attention and my fear subsides. I study him in awe as he releases himself into me.

His head presses against the seat and his eyelids squeeze shut. Every muscle in his chest flexes. Even the tendons in his neck tighten. His orgasm must be powerful because it takes a moment for him to relax and his rapid breathing to settle down.

He caresses my ass cheeks and his eyes hook with mine. “Tell me I’m not being careless with you and we have nothing to worry about.”

My throat constricts and my stomach spins, but I force a flirty smile. It’s not likely an issue, so tonight I choose silence because I want love over logic.

“Nothing, Jax. I would have stopped you if you did.”

He nods and his expression softens. “This would be less stressful if you could take birth control.”