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forget where he began and she ended. His pulse raced. Slow down. No one likes a minute man. 
    He leaned down, his body pressing firmly against hers, and sucked her bottom lip before he kissed her deeply, never wanting to break the connection. She tasted like mint and vodka. Her hands roamed up his shirt across his chest and then her fingers inched closer to the button on his jeans. Reluctantly, he broke the kiss. He wanted to see her naked and was glad she didn’t insist on the lights being off like some girls did. He leaned back and removed her heels one at a time. His hands lingered on her ankle and then ran up her calf. Her skin was so warm. His chest heaved up and down. He tossed his T-shirt aside.
    Her eyes cast downward. “You’re perfect,” Karma said, her voice husky.  Her hands trailed down his washboard stomach, and he was glad for his obsession with the gym. 
    Karma raised her hand to touch his face, brushing her thumb over his lips. Jax closed his eyes. Her touch was intoxicating. She made it hard for him to concentrate. Focus.
    Jax grabbed the sides of her skirt and shimmed it down her full hips, then she leaned forward so he could pull her shirt over her head. She wore a black lace bra and matching panties. He wanted to rip them off her, but instead he slowly unclasped her bra, tossing it on the ground next to her clothes. Her breasts were just the right size and swelled in his hands. Her pink nipples and pale skin drove him crazy. He had to taste her.
     Slowly, Jax flicked her earlobe with his tongue before he made his way down her neck. He could feel her pulse beating a mile a minute, like his own. He continued down running his tongue along her collar bone before making it to where he really wanted to be.  Karma cried out when his tongue swirled around her taut nipple before he drew it into his mouth, and her back arched. Fuck, he loved that. 
    Her fingers twisted in his hair, and she moaned when he brought up his other hand and his thumb brushed her nipple. 
    Jax’s lips trailed down her warm stomach and he roughly yanked off her panties. Her body squirmed under his touch. God, he wanted her. He wanted to devour her. His fingers gently probed her, sinking into her warm flesh. Her legs fell to the side, giving him full access. And he felt like the luckiest man in the world. 
    All that was left between them was his boxers. Somewhere along the way he’d shed his pants. 
    He moved his fingers in and out, his thumb circling the sensitive nub, trying to prolong and bring her to climax because he didn’t think he was going to last long. 
    “I’m glad you’ll be my first,” Karma gasped out. 
    His body tensed. She had to have meant first one-night stand right? But she said she didn’t plan on making a habit of it. She couldn’t possibly mean she was a virgin. She was way too hot for that.
    “What did you say?” Jax stopped, his fingers still buried deep inside and his mouth eager to taste her. His eyes searched hers. 
    “I said I’m glad you’ll be my first.” 
    Jax pulled away and looked down at her. “Your first? First what? First one-night stand, or first as in you’re a virgin?”
    “Yes.” Her voice wavered.
    Her face turned bright red, and she looked away, her eyes glistening in the light. 
    “Jesus, Karma. You don’t pick up a guy from a club for your first time.”
      This could not be happening! Fuck!

Chapter Eight
     
    Why was he stopping? Her stomach clenched. She tried to still her frantically beating heart. Her mind screamed, don’t stop. Please don’t stop. She needed this experience. She wanted it with every ounce of her being. 
    “Don’t stop.” She hated the pleading she heard in her own voice. 
    “Karma,” he said as he closed his eyes and leaned back on his knees. “Tell me you didn’t go to a club to pick up a guy for your first time? What the hell…” He ran his hands over his face. 
    Karma was shocked by his reaction. “You sound like my