Consuming Fire

Jaxon's hands move from her hips to the button of her jeans, popping it open with practiced ease. 'Lift,' he commands, and Ellie obeys, raising herself enough for him to peel the wet denim down her legs. The air hits her bare skin as he tosses the jeans aside, leaving her in just lace panties. 'Now you,' he says, his voice thick with desire. Ellie reaches for his waistband again, but Jaxon shakes his head. 'I want to watch you.' She understands, her fingers trembling as she hooks her thumbs into her panties and slides them down. Liam finally finds his voice, 'Jax, stop—' but Jaxon cuts him off without looking away from Ellie. 'You closed the door, Liam. You made your choice.' As Ellie settles back onto him, skin to skin, Jaxon guides himself into her with one smooth thrust. 'God,' she gasps, her head falling back as he fills her completely. Liam turns away, his fist hitting the doorframe with a dull thud, but neither of them notice—the world has narrowed to just the two of them, burning together.