Chapter Fourteen
Before Isabella could process what he'd said, Jaxon's mouth crashed onto hers - possessive and demanding. And so, so hot. Arousal pooled between her legs, and the noise that came from her throat as his tongue rubbed against hers sounded foreign to her ears. One kiss and she was at his mercy.
Jaxon eased back, dark eyes stormy, nearly black with desire. "You want hot, sweaty s*x? Bring it. You want someone who thinks you're pretty?" He glared at her, before nipping at the hollow of her neck. "I'm your man. You want someone who pays attention to you? You've always had my attention, Isabella."
He took her mouth again in a punishing kiss, dropping his hands to cup her cheeks before fisting one in her hair and tugging. She arched into him with a moan, desire turning her bloo
