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His hands grabbed the hem of Sahara’s short denim skirt and then he pulled it up until it rested at the top of her toned thighs. Stepping between her smooth legs, Jax brushed his cock against her damp underwear. The scent of her body was pushing him again to take a nibble out of the soft skin right where her neck and shoulder connected.
“Do you know how badly I want you? It’s killing me not to take this further.”
Dropping his head, Jax breathed in Sahara’s hot scent before he moved completely away from her and the temptation she was becoming for his weakening body. He wasn’t acting like himself and he didn’t know if he would ever be the same after kissing her.
Fuck! He was losing control. He was too old and he meant truly too old not to be able to get a better grip on his need to carry Sahara off and make love to her for the rest of the day. Jax took another step back and stared at the sizzling picture that Sahara made.
She was leaning against the all with her skirt up high around her waist showing of her sexy yellow underneath. He was dying to know if she was wearing a matching bra. Shit! It was almost too much for him to handle with the state he was in.
“I’m sorry about this,” he apologized watching as Sahara’s desire filled eyes raked over his body. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to man handle you like I did a few minutes ago.”