Sea Breeze 01 - Breathe

the fact that he was gently cupping my breasts as his thumb and forefinger teased my nipples.
    I rocked against him, needing some friction between my legs. I wasn’t used to this feeling, but I knew there was more and I wanted it. My shorts had ridden up my legs, so the tender skin of my inner thighs was rubbing against his jeans-clad legs. It was making me a little crazy. One of Jax’s hands slipped out of my shirt, and I started to protest. But then I felt him touch my leg and slide up the overheated skin until his hand touched the edge of my shorts.
    I forgot to breathe. Was he going to do something more? Was I ready for that? No. Probably not. My mother had made stupid decisions based on sex. I couldn’t do that. I wasn’t her.
    Then his fingers slipped under the leg of my shorts and his forehead rested against my shoulder. I could hear his hard, heavy breathing as we both seemed frozen. I wanted to stop him, but I couldn’t. The ache between my legs was throbbing so badly now that his fingers were moving closer to its heat. Even though I knew this was a bad idea, I wanted it. My body wanted it.
    One long finger brushed the crotch of my panties, and I grabbed his shoulders and squeezed to keep from bolting off his lap.
    “Sadie,” he breathed out heavily, and swallowed loudly. “You’re soaking wet . . . and so fucking hot.”
    I didn’t know what that meant exactly, but I didn’t have time to think about it because he ran that one lone finger back across my panties and groaned loudly. I was shaking. My entire body was ready to explode. Then his finger slipped under the fabric of my panties and touched me.
    “Ohgod!” I cried out, and this time it was my head that fell against his shoulder. “Ohmygod,” I repeated, unable to control my hips, which were moving closer to his touch. My body had decided my brain no longer mattered. It was taking over.
    “Does that feel good?” he asked against my ear, then let his finger run back and forth across my swollen, very aroused flesh.
    I managed a nod and bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out as the pad of his finger brushed a hot spot. One that had me wanting to rip his clothes off and force him to make this feeling go away. I wanted the fireworks.
    “Do you know how much of a turn-on it is that you’re so wet for me? Damn, baby, I don’t know how I’m going to stop this. I wanna make you come. In my lap.”
    Oh, God. I liked dirty talk. I didn’t know it until this moment, but I did. I liked it a lot. I made a pleading whimper and moved against his finger.
    “I’ll make it feel better,” he promised, and started running his finger over the wetness he was so happy about. I was close to something, but I wasn’t sure what just yet. Then I felt his hand shift and more fingers slipped inside my panties. I wasn’t sure I could live through more of this.
    The gentle nudging of his finger on my entrance made me freeze. What was he doing? His finger slid up inside me slowly, and instead of hurting, it felt amazing. I was breathing in short, fast gasps when his thumb ran over a spot that seemed to be holding all this intensity and he rubbed back and forth over it as his finger slid in and out of me.
    I didn’t have time to remember to breathe or to consider the fact that I was in a movie theater. I made a noise I didn’t really recognize, and then the world went up in flames around me. I was pretty sure I’d just cried out Jax’s name, and I was also pretty sure I was holding on to him for dear life as my body convulsed with pleasure.
    As I slowly came down from what I knew was an orgasm—I’d heard about them and I knew I’d just had one—I buried my face in the crook of his neck. I couldn’t look at him. I was pretty sure I’d just been very loud and screamed his name. His hand slipped out of my panties and I cringed from embarrassment. He slipped his arms around me and pulled me closer to his chest.
    “Nothing . . .” He stopped and took a deep breath. “Nothing I have ever experienced has ever been that damn sexy. No, that doesn’t even describe it. It was the hottest thing—no, it was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had. I’m gonna want more. You”—he let out a low chuckle—“you’re gonna own me, Sadie White. Damn, baby, that was sweet.”
    Sweet? I had just screamed his name and acted like a crazy woman on his lap. I lifted my head to look at him. My face felt flushed, but I wasn’t sure if it was because I was