As Jax’s arms wrapped firmly around my waist, I could feel the faint tremor running through his body — a delicious mix of nerves, desire, and anticipation that made my pulse quicken in response. His lips collided with mine, demanding, hungry, as if he wanted to consume every ounce of me, and I surrendered completely, melting against him. My fingers traced the lines of his shoulders before sliding slowly down to the buttons of his shirt, teasing each one loose with deliberate care. Each button released with a soft, satisfying click, revealing the sculpted planes of his chest beneath, taut and warm under my touch. I paused for a moment, pressing my cheek against the ridge of his jaw, savoring the heat radiating from him, before finally shoving the fabric off his shoulders. It fell soundlessl
