JAX’S POV (later that evening)**

I stood under the cold shower, fist wrapped around my cock, stroking hard and fast.

Fuck.

Lila Bennett was no longer the shy little sister I remembered.

She was a woman now — curves in all the right places, full breasts straining against that thin tank top, long legs that begged to be wrapped around my waist. When she’d looked up at me with those wide eyes, lips parted, I’d almost lost control right there in the hallway.

I pumped my thick cock faster, thumb swiping over the leaking head, imagining it was her soft hand instead. Or better — her mouth. Her tight, virgin...