Seek and Cherish: A small-town rockstar rom-com (Sanctuary Book 5)

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Jaxon

Ifeel like I’m walking on a high wire. And I know what that’s like, because I did it when I performed at the super bowl five years ago.

At any moment, Honey could decide she let me off the hook too easily for lying to her and shut this thing down. I have to make the most of it and prove I can give her everything she wants.

Right now, though, I can’t stop staring at the rise and fall of her breasts in that tiny, red lacy bra. She is so fucking perfect with smooth skin that appears never to have seen the sun, her black hair draped over her shoulders and tickling the rounded curve of her small, but perfect breasts.

She clears her throat. “As much fun as it is to have you look at me that way, I really fucking need you to touch me.”

“You’re too pretty to touch.”

She snorts, but her expression is soft. “And you’re too sweet to be real. Now, touch me.”

Everything is so perfect right now. I’m afraid I’m going to do the wrong thing and mess it up. But staying still and staring at her isn’t a viable option.

Gently, I slide down the straps of her bra and toss it to the side. This time, I stare for only a moment before I have to cup and kiss her breasts. She moans as I swirl my tongue around one nipple and then the other.

I’m so hard it’s painful but also totally worth it. I intend to enjoy the hell out of every moment I get with this woman.

I kiss my way down to the waistband of her pants and pull them off slowly. Her panties are also red and lacy, something I wouldn’t have expected. I press a kiss to her core, feeling the dampness of her panties beneath my lips.

She smells like vanilla and sex and I’m dying to taste her. I slide off the panties, toss them to the side, and press an open-mouthed kiss to her pussy.

The sounds she makes as I suck and lick and use my finger are loud and exuberant and almost as delicious as she is. I want to make this last, but at the same time I want to drive her to maximum pleasure.

When it seems like she’s getting close, I stop and look up at her. “Are you going to scream for me?”

Her eyes are heavy lidded, and her lips are red like she’s been biting them. “Please, Jaxon.”

“Tell me what you want.” My voice is rough and my cock is so hard it pops the button of my pants.

She doesn’t hesitate. “I want you to make me come with your mouth and your fingers. Please Jaxon.”

She’s so open and willing to tell me what she wants. “Keep talking. Tell me what you like and how it feels. I want to hear it all while I lick this sweet pussy.”

She shudders under me. “I like the way you talk.”

I pull her legs up over my shoulders and take my time exploring, letting her lead the way.

“Oh, yes,” she says. “Just like that. It feels like sparkly candy for my clit. Keep doing that.”

I keep doing that and she keeps talking, right up until she’s screaming my name. My actual name.

Not until she’s begging do I stop. Her orgasm feels like my own. My dick wouldn’t agree, but the joy I feel at giving her pleasure is a very close second to my own.

I take a moment to enjoy the view of her, naked on my couch, her eyelids fluttering, her lips turned up in a slight, sated smile.

“Was that good?” I already know the answer, but I want to hear it from her.

“It was better than a mug coming out perfect on the first attempt. It was a kiln that doesn’t break anything. It was lightning in a bottle.”

I pull off my shirt and enjoy the way her eyes flare as she takes me in. “I don’t know. You’re capable of saying an awful lot for someone who’s truly just had her world rocked.”

Her smile blossoms. “Guess you’re just going to have to try harder to bliss me out to the point of speechlessness.”