Hero: Jackson Paige AKA Jax Pain. Drummer of the up and coming band, Manix Curse. Shocked to see an old lover walk through the door after he left her with no explanation five years earlier and never looked back. Time hasn’t dulled his attraction to her and he wants back in her life but once she hears his reasons for leaving, she may be the one this time who leaves and never looks back.
Heroine: Jamilynn Dillon. An attorney whose always follows the rules. She never expected to see her greatest heartbreak when she comes looking for her younger brother Mason, concerned over some of the choices he’s made (book one-Beautiful Crazy). She is stronger this time around but still hiding some pretty deep scars. She can’t/won’t allow Jax to break her heart again…because this time she won’t survive it.
The scene is at Jami’s brother’s engagement party, right after they saw each other for the first time in over 5 years. I’ve put it under a spoiler tag because it is explicit.
So many years passed, and yet they could still communicate without words. His hands traced her hips and small waist before he dragged them up, outlining her ribs through the soft material of her dress. He caressed her curves as his thumbs grazed her nipples, sweeping back and forth against the hard buds he could feel tightening through her dress. With one hand he reached up and gripped her thin wrists. With the other, he kneaded one ample breast, marveling at how perfect her tits were for his hands. Her hips jutted and pushed against him. God, he wanted to lift her up and take her against that damn door. But he wouldn’t do that here, even if he sure as hell wanted to. He’d already messed with her head enough for one day.
“Jami, I’m not having sex with you.”
Her face dropped. “Why not?”
He lifted her chin with his finger and dropped a quick kiss on her nose. “Because we’re at an engagement party.”
“Oh my God, I hate you so much right now.” She pouted, her plump bottom lip poking out. That was new. “We could forget the past for right now and hump like bunnies. We can deal with the regret tomorrow.” She pressed her hips into his.
“Yeah?” He smiled.
She huffed and pulled her chin from his fingers. Without warning, he picked her up.
She squealed, laughing. “What are you doing?”
“Taking the edge off,” he said as he placed her on the daybed against the wall and spread her legs wide with his hands.
Reaching for the elastic band on her lace panties, he laughed, “Thank God you wore a dress.”
“You are not taking my panties off here,” she pro- tested as he tugged them off. Cute but practical, of course. But still sexy as fuck.
“You’re objecting? You were ready to let me screw you against the door two seconds ago and now you’re a prude?”
She started to disagree, but her words dried up on agasp as he tugged on her dress and bra. He wrapped his hand around her full breast and squeezed before dropping his mouth down and running his tongue over her hard nipple. She tasted so sweet, like sunshine and light, peaches and cream. God, he could do this all day, torture and taunt her gorgeous tits. Instead, he gave her a playful bite and her body bucked against his. He moved back down her body and continued pulling her panties off slowly. She smacked his hand, but lifted her hips, allowing him to pull them down to her ankles, where he yanked them free and stuffed them into his pocket.
She panted and her voice caught. “See, not a prude.”
“No,” he teased as he pushed her legs apart and dropped to his knees, her heady natural scent overwhelming his senses. “You sure?” He began layering soft kisses up her inner thigh.
Falling back against the bed, she weaved one hand through his hair as he parted her folds with his fingers.
“God, you’re so sexy, sunshine. Always so wet for me.”
He leaned forward to drag his tongue along her crease several times. Her body arched into his mouth and her fingers tugged on his hair, the sharp pull causing his cock to pulse and harden even more as he latched onto her clit and sucked hard. She gasped and cried out his name, but he didn’t let up. This wasn’t meant to be a long, slow, casual buildup. This was meant to bring her to dizzying heights quickly and get her off. Chip away at the titanium shell she coated herself with. When she began to rock her hips, he added a finger to her slick pussy. In and out. Over and over her body protested, trying to pull his fingers back in. Short pants burst from her lips, and she threw her arm over her mouth to squelch her own cries. Fucking hot. Then her entire body trembled and arched, frozen in pleasure. She hung there, absorbed in the rolling orgasm his fingers and tongue had just given her. And then her body crashed against the bed, while she struggled to catch her breath.
Jax stood, but kept himself solidly between Jami’s athletic thighs. He bent and kissed her forehead. “Thank you,” he said quietly and stroked her long ponytail.
Beautiful Mess by Kasey Lane is the second book in her Rock & Ink series and is available for purchase March 7, 2016. My review will post next week.