Jax and the Giant's Bean Stalk [NOOK Book]

With the uncertainty of a new lover he massaged her back until she rose and met him. He cupped her ass, drew her up until his cock rubbed high on her belly. She exhaled and licked her lips, unknowingly fueling an undeniable fire.

"Jax--"

"Don't stop," she breathed.

They knocked over a stack of books, which crashed to the floor in a scattered heap. The mess and the noise went unnoticed as they struggled to find a path toward the bed. He silently cursed himself for living in a pack rat's hole, but he hadn't expected company--least of all Jacquelina.

Sitting on the edge of the mattress, he guided her onto his lap and kissed her throat, soaking up every soft moan. She ran her fingers through his hair, cupped his cheek and ran her hand down his chest. When she reached his belly, he held his breath and waited for her to search lower, to feel his painfully hard erection and bring him long-awaited relief.

She shifted, her legs parting wider, draped over his knee. He lifted his head and watched her sit on his lap with her eyes closed and head tilted back. She breathed through her mouth and sank her hand beneath his shirt, teasing him with a barely noticeable caress.

He wanted to unravel her, to have her sprawled out and groaning for release. While he continued to watch her expression, he ran his palm over her belly and dipped his fingers past her waistband. Her hips tilted up to meet him, the heat and feminine softness of moist flesh greeting him.

It took all of his strength to keep from coming as he drew his fingers back and forth along her cleft, applying just enough pressure to sink into her before he pulled away and started again.

She leaned againsthim, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as she reached into his pants and took hold of him. The unexpected feel of her hand wrapped around him startled him, stilled him. She curled her fingers just below the head of his cock and pumped him, a full, fluid motion that made his balls instantly tighten. As if she knew, she reached down farther and caressed his sac, ran her fingers through the thick, dark hair between his legs.

He tried to suppress the tremble he felt growing within him, the pathetic reaction of a man who hadn't enjoyed a woman's company in far too long.

"You are a giant," she murmured, finding his lips again.

Her words made him chuckle. "You didn't believe me?"

"Let's just say I needed proof."

"I'm more than willing to provide further proof of my species."

"That might be a good idea." She unlaced the drawstring of his pants and allowed herself more room to touch him. With long, deliberate strokes she caressed him from root to tip, her fingers massaging him just beneath the head before she returned to the base of his cock.

"Take all the time you need until you're thoroughly convinced," he murmured, doing as she had done and untying her drawstring. He drew a circle around her belly button, stroked her lips until he found his way between her thighs. He tilted her back, until her head rested on the pillow. Swinging his legs up, he arranged himself beside her and nuzzled her throat.

Her body told him she wanted him. Legs spread wide, she tilted up her hips and met his long fingers, encouraging him to touch her. Damp heat coated his fingers, allowed him to easily glide into her.

Between sloppy kisses she continued to groan, her voice growing louder and louder. He'd missed the sounds of pleasure as much as the sensation of being in bed with a woman, and his mind recorded each detail of her hot breath, her silky essence, her urgent cries.

"I'm almost convinced," she said, her voice higher, broken with pleasure that trembled through her muscles.