Right Here

My legs were still trembling from the orgasm when Jax kissed me again, deep and possessive, his fingers still slick with my release. The shadowed corner suddenly felt too exposed, too public, yet the fire in my veins made leaving impossible. Every nerve ending screamed for more.

“Jax,” I gasped against his mouth, “your place. We need to”

“Too far.” His voice was ragged, almost feral. He glanced toward the main bar area where laughter spiked again, then back at me. His eyes burned. “I can’t wait, Cora. I need to be inside you right fucking now.”

The words sent a fresh gush of wetness down my thighs....