JAXON (The Caine Brothers Book 4) by Margaret Madigan Read Free Book Online Page A

of experience in the way of comparison. He imagined the few boring boyfriends she’d had sex with had done it in the dark and partially clothed, so she’d never really had a chance to explore male anatomy. Still, her look of awe puffed his chest with pride.
    He took a step toward the bed.
    Her gaze shot up to meet his, anticipation in her eyes. “Can I touch it?”
    “Please, do.”
    She sat up onto her knees and leaned forward, reaching out a tentative hand to trace a finger up the veins on the underside. It stood straight up again against his belly, presenting itself proudly to her. Her light touch caused it to twitch.
    “I feel your pulse in it.”
    “Mm-hmm.” He had no words. Maybe it hadn’t been a good idea to invite her to touch. He held onto his control, but not without difficulty. When she swirled her finger around the head, he closed his eyes and groaned.
    His eyes sprang open, though, at the hot wetness of her tongue on the end of it. “What are you doing?”
    “I wanted to taste you.”
    “Fuck, Lily. If you do that I’ll lose it right now and ruin the whole thing.”
    Her lips turn down into a little pout, and a crease formed between her brows. “Sorry. I just want to explore.”
    “Later. This is all about you.”
    He took her hand in his and kissed the pads of each finger in turn, then lowered her to her back.
    Starting again with her lips, he kissed her until she sighed, then worked down her neck and chest to her breasts. Those, he worshiped with his fingers and tongue until she moaned and writhed beneath him. Finally, he reached down to touch her and her legs fell open for him without so much as a nudge. His fingers found her nicely swollen and wet.
    “Jaxon,” she said, her voice a breathy plea as she thrust her hips up into his hand.
    God, she was the most beautiful, uninhibited thing he’d ever seen, lost in the joy of the moment. His cock ached to be inside her.
    “Ready?” he asked, and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
    “Yes. I think…” she whispered, her hips wiggling, seeking. “I think I feel it.”
    Shit. He grabbed the condom, tore the package open with his teeth, and rolled that fucker on faster than he ever had before.
    “Hang on sweetheart. I want to enjoy this from the inside.”
    He climbed on top of her, suspending himself above her and nudging his tip to her opening. She whined a needy sound and thrust upward just as he thrust down inside her. She gasped and it ended on a low growl that made him twitch inside her. Damn.
    His rhythm started slow, but he picked up pace quickly as her moans and writhing accelerated. He leaned down and flicked each nipple with his tongue and she made a keening sound just as the very first tremble of her orgasm took hold of him.
    He watched her face as she came, thrusting harder as she did. She threw her head back, squeezed her eyes shut, grabbed handfuls of bedding, wrapped her legs tight around his ass to hold him in place—triggering his own orgasm deep in his balls—and cried out the most glorious orgasmic wail he’d ever heard. He came hard as her muscles clutched at him from the inside.
    Once she’d spent herself, she relaxed and beamed at him. “Wow,” she said, her voice both reverent and filled with joy.
    Jaxon couldn’t have been more proud. “Damn right, wow.”

CHAPTER 6
    The next morning, Jaxon woke to an empty bed. He rolled over, nervous but excited for Lily’s face to be the first thing he saw on waking, only to find the other side of the bed deserted.
    His heart sank.
    He flopped onto his back and stared at the ceiling. What did he expect? Some stupid vision of cozy, domestic bliss? Men like him didn’t get that sort of thing, especially not after the way he’d lived his life. His choices had developed a reputation which helped build his career, but not so much for a full heart or contented life.
    He could only assume Lily had run away because of his reputation. Either everything that went along with being a