CHAPTER 13
NAOMINoah pulled up his briefs, the outline of his d**k pressed hard against the gray material. All I wanted was for him to pull me closer and to shove himself inside of me while Jax held my hair back, whispering every dirty thing that I’d ever wanted to hear in my ear.
I grabbed Noah’s hand, pulling him toward me. “No.”
“No?” He raised an eyebrow, his gaze dropping to my p***y for a moment.
I sucked in a sharp breath when his briefs rubbed so lightly against me. He had so much more self-control than I did. Who was I even kidding?
“Don’t go,” I said. “Please.”
I could just imagine Jax shaking his head in that condescending yet tantalizing way behind me. Desperate, desperate, desperate, aren’t we, Naomi?
Heat rushed to my core.
Jax gently pulled my hair out of my face, ho
