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stares at me. His gaze narrows as he leans in closer. I close my eyes wanting the world to melt away. I want to fall back into that bed in the apartment in Chelsea when he told me he wanted me to be his first. When he said I was his everything.
    "Ivy." I feel the whisper of his words on my lips mere seconds before his breath connects with mine. He pulls me into his kiss. His tongue tenderly running over mine, coaxing me. I lose all sense of space, or time or reason. I reach for the back of his head, pushing his mouth into mine. Moaning into him.
    His hands encircle my waist. I feel his arousal as my body melts int o his. I'm spun around quickly. I can't open my eyes. I don't want to. I feel the couch on my back. I feel him on top of me. Tell him to stop I plead with my heart. Tell him.
    "Jax," I say softly against his lips. "Please."
    "I need to taste you now, beautiful." His hands race up my thighs reaching my center. He rips my panties off and instantly enters me with two fingers. My back arches at the sensation. "You want me," he growls.
    I push my back into the cushions. My body can't stop. I'm rushing towards my release when I feel his breath on my clit. I whimper knowing that when his tongue touches me my hunger for an orgasm under his touch will finally be satiated again. I bite my lip , as he tastes me. He delicately pulls my clit between his lips. I can't stop myself. I don't want to stop. I wrap my hand into his hair and push him into me. "Please, Jax, please."
    "This is where I belong." He breathes against me before encircling my swollen clit again and again with his tongue. I let my body take control and take me over the edge. I moan loudly, clutching his hair with both hands. The desire races through my veins. He slows the pace. It feels like he's slowly and deeply fucking me with his tongue. I push my hips into him, wanting him to taste more, wanting to give him more. I'm near my edge when he moans deeply into me. I fall over the cliff and the pleasure tears through me. I feel it in every inch of my body. I'm so spent. I can't move.
    "Beautiful." He barely touches my lips with his own and I taste both of us. "I'm leaving."
    I open my eyes and he's there. So close. So tender. "But we didn't." I motion down with my eyes. I thought he'd want to be inside of me. I thought he'd want to feel me, all of me.
    "Not yet," he whispers against my mouth. "I want you to take my offer. I want you to understand that I want a new life for you."
    I scan his face. I want so much to kiss him and to tell him to stay with me. I want to fall asleep wrapped within the warmth of him. I just stare.
    "Call a securities attorney tomorrow. Get him to contact me." He brushes his lips across my forehead before he stands up. "I want this done as soon as possible. I don't want it hanging between us."
    I nod my head. He's slipped again. I can see it in his eyes. Tender, loving Jax has become ruthless, obsessed Jax in an instant again. He scoops up his suit jacket and I watch him leave through the corner of my eye.

Chapter 4
     
    "Thank you for coming." I awkwardly reach to hug him across the table. "Did you find the place okay?"
    His eyes skirt around the room before he responds, "It's not really my kind of place, princess."
    I smile at the familiar endearment. "I know, dad. But the steak here is great and I know how much you love steak."
    His face lights up at the suggestion of a slab of beef cooked to perfection. "I don't even need to look at the menu now, do I?"
    "I'll order for both of us. The train, it was good?" I feel my resolve loosening a bit. Summoning my father to Manhattan may not have been such a bad idea after all.
    "It was great. I read the whole trip." He glances at my left hand as he stills. "Is Mark coming?"
    The waiter approaches and I order our dinner before turning back to face my father and the conversation I've been dreading for the past six months. "He's not, dad. It's over."
    "I told you so." The hairs on my neck prickle