Jax (Broken Strings #1)

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the club. Jax didn’t know if anyone walked by and saw them, but at that moment he didn’t care. All he could focus on was the feeling of her tight warm center wrapped around him, pulling him in deeper.
    He flung his head back and groaned as he came, emptying himself into her.
    As their breathing slowly returned to normal he helped her down and watched with hooded eyes as she fixed her clothes.
    “Will you come back?” he asked, doing his fly up.
    Amaranth was silent for so long that he wasn’t sure she’d heard him.
    Finally she looked up at him and gave him a small nod.
     
    Jax’s shoulders sagged in relief. “Come on,” he said quietly, taking her hand. “Let’s go.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER NINE
     
    “You’re back,” Tessa said flatly as they entered the bus.
    “Tessa,” Kane warned as he came forward and gave Amaranth a hug. “It’s good to have you back, Ammy,” he said warmly.
    “It’s good to be back,” Amaranth said with a smile.
    “Tobey,” Jax said as the band’s manager stepped up onto the bus. “I need Rachel and Mandy to buy Amaranth some new clothes tomorrow,” he said, referring to the band’s stylists.
    “Oh, really Jax, that’s not necessary,” Amaranth protested.
    Jax looked down at her in amusement. “You really want to wear those same clothes for the next three days?” he asked with a smile.
    She pursed her lips and shook her head, turning her head away from him.
    “Then it’s settled,” he said, turning back to Tobey.
    “Very good,” Tobey replied, making a note on a stack of papers he held. “I’ll get them onto it first thing in the morning.”
    “Good,” Jax said, grabbing Amaranth’s hand and practically dragging her up to the back of the bus and into his room, pushing her roughly onto the bed.
     
    She gasped and scrambled up the bed as he stalked her.
    “Wh-what?” she stammered, sounding nervous.
    Good, Jax thought. I want her to be nervous.
     
    “I believe I had a rule,” he said quietly, his tone causing her to visibly shiver. “Do you remember that rule?”
    Amaranth licked her lips and shook her head.
    Jax smiled. A slow, calculating smile designed to intimidate.
    “I believe I told you no panties.”
     
    Amaranth gasped and pulled her knees up to her chest, involuntarily exposing herself to him. Jax felt his cock grow again.
    “Do you remember that rule, Amaranth?”
    She nodded slowly.
     
    Jax tapped his chin thoughtfully. “I think you need to be punished,” he decided, causing her eyes to widen in panic. “What’s the matter, Ammy, ” he said, mocking the nickname that he hated so much. “You’re always so sure of yourself, so confident. Have you got nothing to say now?”
    Amaranth stared at him, still looking nervous. “I’m sorry Jax, I didn’t mean to break the rules,” she begged. “I’ll do anything to make it up to you, please, just tell me what to do.”
     
    Jax stared at her. It took him a moment to notice the sparkle in her eyes… she knew this game.
     
    “You can start by getting those clothes off. I’m going to give you until the count of three to get naked, or I’m going to rip those clothes from your body for you.”
    Amaranth gaped at him. “You can’t be serious!”
    “One…” Jax said in a low voice.
    “Jax, please.”
    “Two…”
    “Jax wait I-”
    “Three.”
     
    He lunged at the bed, grabbing her by the ankles and dragging her down until her legs hung over the edge of the mattress.
    He kneeled down between her open legs, his hands slowly caressing the inside of her knees before moving up her thighs and inside her skirt.
    Gripping her thong in both hands, he ripped it in half, eliciting a deep moan from Amaranth.
    Jax stared hungrily at her bare pussy, his calloused fingers lightly stroking the soft, plump folds.
    He eased one finger inside, testing her wetness. They were both more than ready, but there was something he wanted to do first…
     
    Moving his thumb

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