JAXON
As someone who’s seen sad Sarah, slutty Sarah, and innocent Sarah, I have to confess that jealous Sarah is the sexiest of them all.
The way her lush lips pout when she looks up at me, the childish twinkle in her hazy eyes, everything about how she looks right now makes me want to get down on my knees and worship her body to the core.
I don’t hesitate. I drop down, and press my lips against her inner right thigh. She shudders, sucking in a sharp breath. The sound does things to me I cannot begin to explain.
My fingers dig into the soft flesh of her legs as I sniff in her jasmine scented body oil.
“Jaxon,” she breathes out.
“We’re outside.”
I raise my head to look up at her. Her cute, flushed cheeks are the color of red roses, rivaling their beauty by every damned standard
