Chapter 22
Kristen had a great time at dinner, but now that it was over, she couldn’t wait to get home. The feel of Jax’s lips trailing up and down her neck, his strong hands parting her thighs, and his tongue—his wicked devil tongue and the things it did to her body—were all she could think about.
His hand rested on her knee, and she shifted, spreading her legs. She didn’t think she’d be so willing, but after what happened in her kitchen, she was more than ready to take things to the next level.
Jax’s thumb caressed her inner thigh, and every nerve ending in her body jolted to life. The drive felt like an eternity.
Her house came into view, and she shifted in her seat, trying to suppress her rising desire. Jax pulled into the driveway and tossed the truck in park. He grabbed her head
