The Dangerous Curves Series

Chapter 50

Sarah opened her eyes, and blinked around the room. The sun was high in the sky, and she glanced at the clock. She gasped when she saw that it was after ten o’clock.

Noah.

She was just sitting up to find her shirt when she heard a noise, and she turned. Jax stood in the doorway, gorgeous and half-naked, gazing at her. In one hand he held a steaming cup of coffee; in the other, he had a pink rose.

“Morning, doll.” His voice was sexy-rough. “How’d you sleep?”

“God,” she said, running her hands through her hair. “I don’t remember the last time I slept this late… and I need to call and check in. I can’t believe that I didn’t wake up two hours ago.”

“No need.” He set the coffee on the bedside table. “I called when I got up an hour ago. Everything’s fine.”

“You did?” She was dumbstruck. “It is?”

“Uh-huh. Helen was there at seven thirty to get Noah’s breakfast, and it all went fine. He washed the dishes, and they went for a walk. Your Mom’s sleeping in ‘cause she worked the late shift last night, but Helen will wake her up before she leaves at noon. I promised to have you back by four, so your Mom can get to work tonight.”

Sarah stared at him. “You – you did all of this?”

He shrugged. “I figured you’d be worried and distracted until you knew all was OK at home.” A slow smile crossed his face now. “And I don’t want you worried or distracted. I want you totally relaxed and focused on me.”

“Oh, yeah?” Jax had never heard Sarah purr before, and the sound made him rock-hard in an instant. “Focused on you how?”

He stepped forward, and in one strong movement, he threw her on the bed. She laughed, surprised, and then he was on her.

“For you,” he said, and handed her the rose.

“Oh, thank you.” She inhaled its fragrance. “It’s beautiful.”

“You’re beautiful,” he growled. “Totally drop-dead, knock-me-flat stunning.”

She laughed again. “You plant these roses yourself?”

“Yep. I love gardening.”

Sarah shook her head.

This man. Always a surprise.

“So, Red.” His fingers moved down her naked body, stroked between her legs. “We have a few hours together. What do you want to do?”

“Ummm.” She arched into his touch. “Make breakfast?”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Maybe do some laundry?”

“No way. I want these sheets to smell of your sweet p***y for as long as possible.”

She gasped as he inserted a finger inside her, and he paused.

“You sore?” he said.

“Yeah, maybe a bit.”

“You want to stop?”

“No.” She gyrated her hips, taking him deeper. “Maybe we can take it slow?”

Jax’s kiss was hard and deliberate. “We can do that.”

“I mean slow at first,” Sarah clarified.

“Slow can be good too, Red. Trust me.”

“It can?”

“Yep.” He gave her a wicked grin, his finger sliding in and out torturously slowly. “You want me to prove it to you?”

“Oh, yeah, Stud.” She moaned as she felt her first orgasm of the day start to build. “Prove it to me. And more than once.”

He stopped for a second, looking at her with dark eyes. She was taken aback at his sudden shift in mood – from playful to serious.

“Jax? What?”

“I was so amazed to wake up and find you here, baby.”

Tears stung her eyes. “I know. I’m so, so happy to be here.”

“Remember what you said when I told you that sometimes I wake up, and I can't believe that this is my life now?”

“You mean when I said that as long as you’re amazed by where you wake up every day, you’ll remember to be grateful for it?”

“Exactly.” Jax stroked her hard little bud now, loving how wet she was getting under his hands. “And when I woke up this morning – in this house, with you in my bed – I was amazed all over again.” He kissed her, then murmured the last words against her lips. “And that’s how I know that I’m grateful to have you. I haven’t forgotten that, and I never will.”

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For Sarah and Jax, the summer passed quickly, in a blaze of passion and lust, tempered by gentle whispers and soft kisses after the heat of their love-making. As the shorter, cooler days of September descended upon them, they found themselves talking about Christmas plans, talking about what they’d do together the next year.

Sarah had never been so happy. Between herself, Helen and Annie, they easily handled everything that Noah needed, and they all managed to focus on other parts of their lives, too. Sarah picked up a new client, Annie got a decent raise at the diner, Helen found a nice guy.

And so for almost five weeks after first making love with Jax, Sarah believed that she could be this happy: with Jax, with her family, with her job. Then the Saturday night that changed everything happened – and Sarah knew that she’d been fooling herself.

Suddenly, she saw that her freedom was temporary, a fantasy, an illusion… and she understood that it always had been.