Jax's tongue, hot and firm, traced a path of liquid fire up her slit, and Nulissa's entire body arched off the bed as if struck by lightning. A sharp, choked cry tore from her throat, her hands flying from his hair to clutch desperately at the pristine white sheets beside her.
"♥JAX!♥" she screamed, the sound echoing in the quiet chamber. The pleasure was instantaneous, overwhelming, a white-hot blaze of ecstasy that centered on her clit and radiated outwards in shockwaves.
Jax didn't give her a moment to recover. He settled between her thighs, his broad shoulders forcing her legs wider, completely opening her to his gaze and his touch.
He looked up at her from his position of dominance, his golden eyes burning with a predatory, possessive light, a faint, wicked grin on his glistening lips. He could see how lost she already was, how her body trembled on the very brink.
