My palms bracket his huge, beautiful, green face and I pull back before we get carried away.
“I love you, Jax. I don’t know how the universe operates, or who to thank, but that I was dropped here with you on this planet? I’m the luckiest girl in the universe.”
“We’re both lucky,” he husks, looking at me as if he could tear my clothes off and make love to me right this minute.
All the warm, loving emotions squeezing in my chest are crowded out by the insistent drumbeat of need pulsing at the vee of my thighs. I want him. I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. I need no more words. I want to show him the depth of my emotion… and my desire.
“Take me back to your house, Jax.” I trail my hand from the ropey cords of his neck, down the thick muscles of his pec, to his was
