“Jax, be logical,” I tried. He stepped up to me so his dress shirt lightly rubbed against my breasts. “Fine. Logically, I'm territorial of you. Even though it was six years ago since you were exclusively mine.” He unbuttoned his shirt standing against me, his knuckles rubbing my torso. I shivered. Then, he pulled the shirt from his shoulders, and I got a look at the expansive, muscled chest I'd spent so many nights laying on so long ago. “Logically, I only want to fuck you even in the midst of fucking someone else …” I gasped at his admission but he kept stripping, unzipping his pants again.
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