from his firefighters.
Thank God for her collection of sex toys in the special drawer next to her bed. She could entertain herself just fine during fire season without getting involved with a man.
But nothing could have prepared her for the look Jaxon gave her now—as though she were the most precious commodity.
“Can I join you?” Jaxon stepped back and let her enter the water. “You can say no, of course. But I might self-combust now that I’ve seen you naked.”
Brianna slunk down under the hot water as it rose up the side of the tub. She looked over at Jaxon and sucked in a breath. Even fully clothed, the man could turn heads. His jeans hung low on his hips in such a perfectly casual way.
He pulled his T-shirt over his head, exposing his firm chest. Only a light sprinkle of hair covered his pecs. He was a bronzed god. Under normal circumstances she’d have considered him out of her league. But these circumstances were anything but normal, and according to Jaxon, he was already hers in every sense of the word.
“You’ve seen me naked.” She tipped her head and gave him a coy grin.
“Not quite the same.” He sauntered toward her, popping the button on his jeans. “It was dark.”
“You said you see perfectly fine in the dark.”
He smiled. “I see well enough. Good memory. But in the light of day, you look exquisite.” He dropped his jeans and stepped out of them. He sprung free in front of her, right at eye level.
Brianna licked her lips.
Jaxon moaned. “Baby…”
She jerked her gaze up to his face, her own cheeks burning with embarrassment. What the hell was with her today?
Brianna hadn’t really answered the question, but she scooted forward in the tub as Jaxon moved to climb in behind her. He spread his legs and situated her between them before pulling her back against his chest. The water still ran, not quite covering her entire body yet.
Where was her usual modesty? Her breasts lay bobbing over Jaxon’s arms above the water level. When she glanced down, she saw her nipples firm and pointing out. She gripped Jaxon’s thighs and let her eyes fall shut.
“Relax. Enjoy.” Jaxon nibbled on her ear as he spoke. He left one hand wrapped around her middle and grazed a path up her arm with the other until his fingers reached her head and pulled her mouth around for a penetrating kiss.
Her ears rang. The only sound in the room was the water still running. The world stood still while Jaxon sucked her tongue into his mouth, forcing a moan from her lips.
The hand around her waist released her to travel to her breasts. With her eyes shut, she couldn’t anticipate where his fingers might land, which heightened her arousal even more as he trailed his fingertips almost imperceptibly over her nipples, circling them and flicking them one at a time until she squirmed with need.
His cock rested behind her ass and she was more than aware of its length as he grew more aroused.
Suddenly, he pulled back from the mesmerizing kiss and left a peck on her nose. “Let me wash you,” he murmured, “before I get so carried away that soap gets completely forgotten.”
Shit. She’d already forgotten.
He chuckled, a habit that told her he’d read her mind. “Tip your head back to wet your hair.”
Brianna obeyed, leaning back into the water when he pushed her forward just enough to allow her to get completely wet. The water was higher now, having submerged her up to her neck while she’d been lost in the vortex that was Jaxon’s kiss.
“I’ll have to kiss you silly more often if it makes you this pliable,” he teased as he reached to turn the faucet off.
“I can’t think when you’re touching me. Your kisses turn my mind to mush.” She narrowed her gaze. “But you know that.”
“You’ll learn to block me. Don’t worry.” Jaxon grabbed a bottle from the side of the tub and tipped it up. Thick pink liquid poured into his palm.
Brianna raised her eyebrows. “How many women have you entertained in this tub?” Why did the man have girly shampoo?
He smiled at her and reached for her head. When his fingers rubbed her scalp, she thought she’d die. “None, baby. You’re the first. I’m sure my brother’s thoughtful mate scurried around here when she heard we were coming so you’d have some nice things in my bachelor wing.”
Ahh. She’d have to thank Juliana later.
“Close your eyes.” As soon as she did, Jaxon leaned her back and rinsed the shampoo from her hair. He was so precise; she needn’t have bothered with her eyes. He didn’t even get her face wet.
“You know,” she began when he’d lifted her back to sitting, “I
“This soap?” He lifted the bar but made no move to give it to her.
She held out her hand, but he didn’t let her have the bar.
“Wasn’t I doing a good job? You nearly purred while I rubbed your scalp. What sounds would you make if I was to bathe the rest of your body?”
She couldn’t resist him. “Turnabout’s a bitch, you know,” she warned.
“God, I hope so.” He made a show of lathering up his palms and then spread them over her shoulders and down her arms. He even massaged her fingers as he worked his way down. When he reached for the soap again, she was breathing heavily.
The water was so warm, her skin pinkened. Resigning herself to his pampering, she leaned back against him while his magic fingers caressed her breasts and then wandered down to her thighs. He lifted first one leg and then the other, kneading her muscles as he soaped all the way to her toes.
When he finished with her legs, he tucked each one under his own. She stiffened when he used his feet to pull her legs apart, spreading her wide and then reaching under the water to stroke her sex.
Her head rolled back against his shoulder. She reached for his hand between her legs to stop him. If he kept this up, she was going to come with little effort. She’d never been so fucking horny in her life. The scene was so damn erotic and she wanted this man like she’d never wanted anyone before.
She wanted to flip around and straddle him, sit down over his cock and take him into her warmth. But he wouldn’t have it. He grasped her wrists with his hands and put them both in one of his larger ones. “Let me love you, baby. Please. I want to watch you come apart.”
Brianna moaned and bit her lip. She opened her eyes to find Jaxon’s gaze on her face. A serious expression filled with care. He kissed her, deep and long, his tongue tangling with hers while he explored her mouth as thoroughly as he’d washed her body.
With his free hand, he stroked her thighs, first one and then the other, right at the apex of her sex. Finally, when she began to squirm once more in his clutch, he stroked her clit.
All thoughts of kissing flew from her mind. Every brain cell went toward concentrating on the fingers playing her like an instrument.
He alternated between circling her nub and flicking over it until she lifted her ass off the bottom of the tub, using her body to plead for more.
“I’m getting there, baby.” He set his chin on her shoulder, undoubtedly enabling him to watch what was happening beneath the water. “Stay still.”
Stay still? Didn’t he know she had no control over her body right now?
Finally, he plunged two fingers into her and angled them toward the front to drag them over her G-spot on the way out. The second time he pushed inside her, he pressed his thumb against her clit.
“Jaxon!” She screamed his name right before she came, squeezing around his fingers still buried deep
