actually complain.
Alice searched for words but none were forthcoming, and when Jax pulled off his jersey and shirt in one smooth move, standing half-naked before her now, she made even fewer words that held any sort of sense to them. He shucked off his pants next and Alice had to lean back against the sink to keep from stumbling over her own feet, her eyes wide and unbelieving at the sheer perfection that was being presented to her.
She knew he was big; any fool could understand that by looking at the polar bear shifter. But he was big . Not only was his body sculpted perfection—though she could count plenty of scars on him pulled taut by his muscles—but his cock was also the kind of perfect that made her want to pinch herself.
Thick, cut, hard and obviously made for her. She wasn’t aware that she was staring before Jax’s chuckle roused her from her self-imposed daydream. She looked up, startled, catching his amused grin as he stepped into the shower, beckoning her to follow.
“Come on, Alice. In or out?”
In or out. Could he make it sound any dirtier?
The decision was easy enough. In.
She undressed so fast she almost popped a button on her top, tearing it off of herself. Alice slipped into the big shower stall and closed the door behind her, feeling ten kinds of awkward right up to the point where Jax’s big arms scooped her up. He pulled her to him underneath the warm spray of water, pushing her up against the cool tile wall and trapping her there with one thigh between her legs.
He hovered over her, that insufferable smile on his lips, and Alice’s hands couldn’t stop themselves from gliding up his firm, powerful biceps. The shock of his hot body against her and the cold tiles behind her made a small shiver run through her, but it only got stronger when he slipped one hand between them, sliding it down her belly and between her legs.
This is insane, she thought.
“This is insane,” Alice echoed out loud, clamping a hand over her mouth a second later as she realized she’d said it out loud.
“Why?” he asked, leaning in so close that his lips were inches from hers, inviting her to kiss them again. “I don’t think there’s anything insane about this. I mean, we are supposedly getting married in a few weeks, right? Wouldn’t want to get hitched without knowing whether you’re compatible with your future husband…”
Alice snorted in response, a dozen comebacks sparking up and then swiftly dying on her lips as his fingers found their target, flicking over her clit gently before pressing against her wet pussy. The warm water sprinkled over them, though Alice felt like she was under a waterfall when against Jax, his wide shoulders protecting her from the spray. She let out a throaty moan as he pushed his fingers deeper, pressing against her slit.
“Right?” he asked, a bemused glint in his eyes, though the way his cock throbbed against her stomach told her that there was far more self-control involved here than the man would have perhaps like to let on.
“Right,” she agreed breathlessly, crushing her lips against him at the same moment as he pushed two fingers into her and made her twitch forward and into his arms.
Slowly, he worked his fingers in and out of her as she kissed him passionately, her tongue forcing its way between his lips. Their tongues slashed together as his rhythm hastened and she spread her legs wider, giving him more access while her nails scrabbled against his body, exploring all of him.
He was so strong and solid against her touch that the thought of ever being without him again seemed immediately ludicrous to her. It was only later that she would realize how silly that thought was about a man she had barely kissed and known no more than a few days.
But she’d come to know that kiss well enough, and Jax right along with it.
Her hands wrapped seamlessly around his neck as he started plunging into her harder and harder, every motion of his fingers coming with