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  Finally, I captured her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head. With my other, I yanked out my wallet and pulled out a condom. With quick efficiency, I had myself sheathed and lay poised between her thighs.

  Through gritted teeth, I asked, “Are you sure?”

  Instead of words, she arched her hips, inviting me in. I parted her thighs and rubbed the head of my cock against her slick heat. “Fuck, you’re so ready.”

  Neela’s hands traced my back and shoulders, loving how the muscles bunched under her hands.

  I pressed inside and groaned as she took me deep. She hissed at the size of me, but more from pleasure than pain. I dropped my forehead to hers and with a slow, torturous retreat, slid back until I was almost out of her. When I drove back in, the hint of bite was gone and all that remained was the fierce, tingling pleasure.

  I took my time. I wanted to savor every moment, even as the sweat slicked both our bodies and she begged me, I continued the pace. The only time I changed my thrusts was when I kissed her long and deep, as if we were fused at the lips. Only our shallow breathing and soft moans of, “So soft… God, yes…” and “Right there…” permeated the silence.

  Abruptly, my back stiffened and my brows snapped down. Leaning forward and kissing her again, sliding my tongue over her as I licked into her mouth, I also smoothed my thumb over her clit. Expertly, knowing just how she liked it, just what she’d need to fly. And I pushed that button.

  My name was a scream on her lips, but her calls were drowned out by my own. The lightning raced up my spine, exploding through my body and I held her locked in place as we consumed each other in bliss.

  Twenty-Two

  Jax…

  I shouldn't be kissing her, but it’s not like I gave a shit about that now. I’d spent the early hours of the morning shagging the most beautiful woman on earth. Okay not shagging to be precise, I’d woken her up with my tongue on her clit.

  Sue me, I was hungry. And she was just the flavor I wanted. I could do nothing else but watch Neela come for the rest of my life, and I’d be okay with that.

  God I was such a fucking addict. I couldn’t stop touching her.

  Ariel was waiting outside the gate at the bottom of the hill. She couldn't see us kissing. And Mayzie was in her car seat, currently eating her toes and completely distracted.

  "Come here."

  Neela giggled and tried to slip my grasp, but I was too quick. "Jax, I want to keep this under wraps for now."

  "And I absolutely agree. But I'm going to need a kiss first."

  She giggled again. And I loved that sound. When I met her she was too serious, too scared. Too… something.

  As my lips slid over hers, all the blood went straight to my dick. Down boy.

  Fat lot of good that did. He only got harder. Just smelling her was enough right now. It didn't matter that I had spent the better half of the last twelve hours basically locked inside her, I couldn't let go.

  This is so dangerous and stupid.

  I didn’t care, though. I wanted her. And now that I'd had her, letting go was going to be a problem.

  She drew back slightly even as her arm looped around my neck. "What are we going to do with you?"

  "The question is what are we going to do with you? We could go back inside. Put Mayzie in a playpen…"

  "No. Take her to the park, please. I have to get to work. I do have to run my company. Adam needs me. Bex has calls waiting for me. I need to go."

  I groaned low. "Why?"

  "You know why."

  "Yeah I know. It's just, I keep thinking about this morning and how your nails felt digging into my skin."

  There was a slight flush under her skin, making her cheeks slightly darker. "Stop."

  "No need to blush. I liked it."

  She giggled again and tucked in. "Oh my God, this is so insane."

  I kissed her forehead. "Stop. It feels good. You like it, right?"

  "Yeah, I like it too much. But you're here for Mayzie, not for me."

  "I'm here for the both of you as long as you need me."

  I bit my tongue before I said anything else stupid. I wanted her to need me. I wanted her to want me around. But I could tell she was skittish, so I wasn't going to say that. "Just enjoy what's happening, okay?"

  She bit her bottom lip and nodded. "Okay."

  "All right, let me get her out of here before I really do throw you back inside, or worse in the car."

  "Mayzie’s in there."

  "I know. But her car seat is facing the back. I just, God, I can't stop touching you."

  "I know. I like how it feels. And I feel… I don't know, crazy, desperate, and a little out of control."

  "Yeah it's a rush. It's like a high. I've been thinking about how you would taste since the moment I saw you. And now that I know, I'm like an addict. I can't stop."

  "We have to stop. You take Mayzie. I need to get to work."

  "Okay. Just be careful."

  I released her. I had to. But on the cellular level, my body rejected that idea. My hands twitched on her hip trying to hold her to me. But I knew what I had to do. When she wiggled out of my grasp I skipped up the sidewalk to the landing in front of the house. I went around to the driver's side of the car and climbed in. I checked quickly on Mayzie, who was still eating her toes, slobbering all over them in fact. "Alright, love? Ready to go to the park?"

  Her response was a slobber. And then she clapped and reached for something.

  Shit. The damn bunny. I opened the door and climbed out. Neela had already turned, but she whirled back around. "More kisses?"

  "As much as I would love that, we forgot Bunbun."

  "You stay. I'll get it."

  "No. I need to chase it down. I think it's maybe in her room? Or the living room."

  "You stay with Mayzie. I'll be right back."

  I watched her run into the house. I eased back into the driver's seat. "Mayzie, you think I cocked it all up?"

  She made a motoring sound.

  "You're right. I can't mess this up. I can keep both of you safe, I swear."

  More blubbering.

  "You know Mayzie, I like you kid. You make it really easy to talk to you."

  She clapped her hands and then said "Sa sa."

  I groaned. But still, I slipped into the verse of “I Can't Get No Satisfaction.”

  I needed to tread carefully. Because if I wanted to hold onto Neela and Mayzie after all this was over, I couldn't fuck this up. I needed to find a way to keep them.

  I needed to find a way to tell her the truth.

  Neela…

  Okay, if I were a stuffed bunny where would I be?

  I checked the living room and the kitchen first. Mayzie had been playing there in the morning, and she was never really without that toy.

  My phone rang in my pocket, and I pulled it out.

  "Hey, boss lady, you've had three calls this morning. You coming in?"

  "Sorry, Bex. I'm trying to find Mayzie's toy. I'll be there soon as I'm done, okay?"

  "Sure thing. I just wanted to check since I know you wanted to head over to the gallery today."

  "Yep, I’m on it, I swear."

  There was a beat. "You okay? You sound, I don't know, weird."

  Weird didn't even begin to cover it. "Yep, great. I'll see you soon."

  I hung up without giving her a chance to ask any more questions. I knew what she would say. She would pounce on this. And honestly, I didn't know what the hell was going to happen. Or what was happening. I knew we couldn't seem to keep our hands off of each other. The moment he'd touched me, it had been like fire to a match. I'd never felt like that in my life.

  And then, well, this morning. I'd never done anything like that. If I was being honest, Richard wasn't much for snuggling or lazy lie-ins. Not that the morning had been a lie-in, because we woke up at half-past six. But Richard didn't like morning sex. There were a lot of things Richard didn't like that I accommodated, and I realized that I had b
een catering to Richard's viewpoint of me not being sexy or adventurous enough. Apparently, I was plenty adventurous.

  Careful. You will fall for this guy.

  I couldn't fall for him. He worked for me. I’d already made that mistake once. I didn’t want to make it again.

  But I knew instinctively that Jax and Richard were different people. Richard was one kind of man, and Jax was a complete other. That still didn't mean that any of this was a good idea, but I couldn't stop myself. Because if I was being honest, I would have taken him up on that whole shag-in-the-front-seat thing.

  What was wrong with me?

  It's been a while since you've had some orgasms.

  Okay, yeah, so that's what was wrong with me. I mean, I could run down there, bring Mayzie her toy, put her in her playpen, and just get one more orgasm from the man.

  You're an addict.

  I was totally an addict.

  Just like that, I was addicted to having sex with him. To having him inside me. To the way his eyes pierced mine and his quiet commands. Watch me. Touch me. Bite me.

  I shivered. No. Focus. Find the damn toy.

  It wasn't in the kitchen or the living room. I took the stairs two at a time and ran to the bathroom and then to Mayzie's room. No luck. On my way back downstairs to do another sweep of the living room, I saw something fuzzy on the corner of Jax's nightstand. I paused. Oh, there it was. Maybe he'd been carrying it this morning for some reason and forgot it.

  I jogged in and scooped it up off the corner of the nightstand. My gaze flickered downward to the drawer that was partially open.

  What the hell? There was something black and metallic inside.

  I knew better. I absolutely knew better, but I still couldn't stop myself. What in the hell—

  I pulled the drawer open.

  The bottom fell out of my stomach. I didn't know much, but I certainly knew what a gun magazine looked like. I'd seen enough action movies. That's exactly what that was. And maybe Willa had it from before. But where was the gun? Where the hell was the gun safe? And why the hell did my fucking nanny have a gun magazine?

  I grabbed it along with the toy. A cold numbness started from my toes and wound its way up, swirling, cutting off all circulation, all feeling, all sensation as it wound around my ankles, my calves, my thighs, worming its way up to my core. Chilling me to the bone. And then finally it flooded my arms to the fingertips. I could feel nothing.

  I jogged out the front door, and Jax was grinning at me as he climbed out of the car. “Where’d you find it?"

  I handed him Mr. Ta. "Your bedroom. Along with this." I placed the magazine in his palm, and then I met his gaze.

  "Shit, Neela—"

  "You're not a manny, are you?"

  To be continued in…Tempting the Heiress…

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