Sea Breeze 01 - Breathe

what he wanted. The moment his tongue slid into my mouth, a low moan escaped my throat, and his hands pulled my head closer. Soon my hands wound their way behind his neck and tangled in his hair. It seemed like I was falling, but I didn’t care. I held on to him and let my tongue explore. He groaned, released me, and sat back, putting distance between us. I worried I had done something wrong, and I froze, watching him, not sure what to say.
    He rubbed his face with one hand and gave me the crooked grin I loved. “I’m sorry, but, wow, I, uh, wasn’t . . . I mean, I knew it would be good, but, wow, Sadie, you taste amazing.”
    I kept my eyes cast downward, still not sure what had happened. I could have kissed him all day. The “wow” led me to believe he liked it as much as I did, but I wanted to know why he’d stopped. However, I wasn’t about to ask. I studied my hands a moment. His finger slid under my chin, and I let him tilt my face up to meet his eyes.
    “What are you thinking?”
    I shook my head. I wasn’t going to answer. “You do know why I stopped, don’t you?” I wanted to seem mature and say yes, but I also didn’t want to lie, so I reluctantly shook my head.
    He sighed and smiled at me. “Now, I know what you’re thinking.” He turned in his seat to face me completely. “Sadie, that was the most incredible kiss I have ever experienced in my life. Never have I gotten completely lost in a kiss before. It made me want things I’m not about to try and get. It was perfect. You’re perfect. But I don’t have the strength to kiss you for a very long period of time and still keep my hands off you.”
    I let his explanation sink in and nodded. I focused my attention on the screen, and he groaned. Suddenly his hand slid into my hair, and he turned my face to his. His smile became a smoldering gaze right before my eyes, and he once again touched his lips to mine. I opened sooner this time, and he was inside my mouth, making my heart race and my hands tremble. I slipped my hands into his hair and once again allowed myself to touch his tongue. This time when he let out a low growl, he pulled me closer, and I heard a moan I realized came from me. I scooted over as far as my chair would let me and pressed close. I wanted to be even closer. He broke the kiss again, but before I could mourn the loss, he pulled me onto his lap. He seized my mouth again and let his hands run down my arms as he kissed me. Jax’s breathing became fast and shallow, and I melted into him. When I ran my hands up his chest, his body shuddered under my touch. He groaned, and his kisses became more frantic. It became difficult to breathe, and my heart hammered wildly in my chest. I pressed up against him. Another growl tore from his chest as he pushed me back. We sat there looking at each other, gasping for air. I didn’t need an explanation this time.
    “I don’t want to push you to do anything you’re not ready for,” he whispered.
    I was more than ready for this. When I shifted on his lap he sucked in a sharp breath and his piercing blue eyes made me shiver as he held my gaze. They were intense. This wasn’t a look I’d seen in a magazine or on a poster. This was a different kind of look. One I wanted to call mine. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his jawline firmly, then kissed a trail back to his ear. His hands instantly tightened on my waist, but he held still.
    “More, please,” I said softly in his ear.
    His tense body immediately responded, and his hands slid up from my waist and under my shirt. The warmth of his palms on my skin caused me to gasp, but before he could question himself I pressed my chest closer to his as an invitation.
    “God, Sadie. You keep making those little noises and I’m going to lose it.” His voice was husky. I liked the change in it.
    I straddled him, so that the hardness between his legs pressed just the right spot between mine. It felt so good I couldn’t keep from letting my head fall back as I sighed in pleasure.
    “Fuck,” Jax growled, and his hands were instantly on my breasts. The feel of his long, talented fingers tugging down the front of my bra until he had both my breasts bared and in his hands had me trembling. Maybe I shouldn’t be doing this. Maybe I should put a stop to this, but it felt so good. “You feel incredible,” he said with a fierceness in his tone that startled me. His eyes dropped from my eyes to my chest as he stared at the fabric hiding