"Do you want a f*****g threesome?"
The words hit me like a slap and a prayer all at once.
I was leaning against the wall at the edge of his bed, naked, drunk, dripping, and my heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my c**t. The petite brunette remained on all fours where he had flipped her, her thighs trembling, cream already streaking the sheets from the three fingers he had buried in her a second ago.
Jax’s eyes burned with black fire, locked on me.
He didn’t wait for an answer.
He stood up slowly. His c**k jutted out thick and angry, the veins were pulsing under the low light. Every step toward me was deliberate and predatory. The air between us crackled like it was about to ignite.
When he reached me, he kept pushing closer until my back hit the wall and his body caged me in.
