He didn’t touch me or fool around.

He didn’t touch me or fool around. One moment he was grinning at me, and the next, his lower body bent and his mouth was on me. I jerked at the intimate kiss and heat flooded my veins.
What he did was wet and hot and crushing in ways that blew my mind. Jax knew what he was doing. The way he moved his mouth over me, the way he worked his tongue in teasing tastes, building me up until my head kicked back against the cabinets and my hips rose clear off the counter, meeting the strokes of his tongue. The sensations pounding through me were raw and primal and beautiful.
He was doing what I asked. I wasn’t thinking about all those terrible things. Nope. My brain had checked out and my body was rocking. I was panting and these tiny noises I didn’t even know I was capable of were coming out of me. And then he was going deep, stronger and faster. I thought my fingers would break off from how hard I was clenching the counter.
“Jax,” I breathed.
My body was coiling tight as my eyes opened. I couldn’t keep them shut anymore. I wanted to see every moment of this. My chin dipped and all I could see was the top of his bronze head between my thighs.
I took a breath. It went nowhere.
The sight of him pushed me over the edge.
I cried out, and he growled against me. Release poured through me, and I was lost as every bone liquefied and the whirl of sensations pulsed and throbbed throughout me.
Jax stayed with me until my spine curved and my breath slowed, then he lifted his body, pressing his mouth to my neck. “I love the sounds you made, honey. Better yet, when you said my name like you did . . . ? Yeah, I really loved that.”
My cheek lowered, resting against his. “That . . . that was amazing.”
“You’re amazing.”
Those two words were so simple and sweet that it broke through something deep and muddy in me. It was like the sun breaking through after a month of nothing but dreary rain. But it was more than those two words.
Lifting my head, I let go of the counter and placed my hands on his shoulders. I pushed him back, and he went, only because he seemed caught off guard. I slipped off the counter, feeling my dress settle around my thighs.
It was so much more than those three words.
It was the weeks spent getting to know him. It was the things I shared with him and he shared with me. It was the fact that he saw me, all of me, and beyond the skin, and he knew what existed on me and inside me, and not just the physical.
“Calla?” He tilted his head to the side as he said my name softly.
God, his lips were glistening with me, and that was like taking a hit to the chest in the best way. Getting involved with anyone right now with everything so up in the air and just plain crazy wasn’t smart. It was dumb.
But it was the right kind of dumb.
As I stared into brown eyes that melted me from the inside out, I tossed my Three F’s out of the window as I reached up, caught the edges of the shrug I wore, and slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms. I let it fall to the floor.
His gaze tracked the shrug and then his stare flew back to my face.
I tossed the self-consciousness away as I reached to my side and tugged the zipper of my dress down, and I didn’t stop the dress as it loosened all around my body.
A look appeared on his striking face, a tautness that tugged at my heart. “Calla . . .” The way he said my name was different now.
And I let myself admit that I didn’t just like him as I caught the thin straps and slid them down my arms. I told myself as the dress gathered around my hips and then with a little shimmy, fell to the floor, that I had fallen for him.
Then I was standing in front of him, in the kitchen, the bright light, in nothing more than my heels, and dear God, I was scared. Fucking terrified out of my mind, and my skin felt numb when I realized that it wasn’t because I was practically naked for the first time in my life in front of anyone, but because I was in love in him. I was in love with Jax.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Dia tidak menyentuh saya atau Main-Main. Satu saat ia menyeringai saya, dan berikutnya, Bagian bawah tubuhnya membungkuk dan mulut-Nya pada saya. Aku tersentak di ciuman intim dan panas membanjiri pembuluh darahku.Apa yang dia lakukan adalah basah dan panas dan menghancurkan dengan cara yang meniup pikiran saya. JAX tahu apa yang dia lakukan. Cara ia pindah mulutnya atas saya, cara dia bekerja lidahnya di menggoda selera, bangunan saya sampai kepala saya menendang kembali terhadap lemari dan pinggul bangkit jelas dari counter, pertemuan goresan lidahnya. Sensasi berdebar melalui saya adalah mentah dan primal dan indah.Dia melakukan apa yang saya bertanya. Saya tidak berpikir tentang semua hal-hal mengerikan. Nope. Otak saya telah memeriksa dan tubuh saya goyang. Aku terengah dan suara-suara kecil ini yang saya bahkan tidak tahu saya mampu datang dari saya. Dan kemudian ia akan mendalam, lebih kuat dan lebih cepat. Saya pikir saya jari akan memutuskan dari seberapa keras aku adalah mengepalkan counter."Jax," Aku menarik napas.Tubuh saya adalah melingkar ketat sebagai mata saya terbuka. Saya tidak bisa menjaga mereka menutup lagi. Aku ingin melihat setiap saat ini. Dagu saya dicelup dan semua aku bisa melihat adalah bagian atas kepalanya perunggu antara paha saya.Aku menarik napas. Ia pergi mana-mana.Melihat dia mendorong saya ke tepi.Aku berteriak, dan dia berkata sambil menggeram terhadap saya. Rilis dituangkan melalui saya, dan saya telah kehilangan tulang sebagai setiap dicairkan dan berputar sensasi berdenyut dan throbbed sepanjang saya.Jax stayed with me until my spine curved and my breath slowed, then he lifted his body, pressing his mouth to my neck. “I love the sounds you made, honey. Better yet, when you said my name like you did . . . ? Yeah, I really loved that.”My cheek lowered, resting against his. “That . . . that was amazing.”“You’re amazing.”Those two words were so simple and sweet that it broke through something deep and muddy in me. It was like the sun breaking through after a month of nothing but dreary rain. But it was more than those two words.Lifting my head, I let go of the counter and placed my hands on his shoulders. I pushed him back, and he went, only because he seemed caught off guard. I slipped off the counter, feeling my dress settle around my thighs.It was so much more than those three words.It was the weeks spent getting to know him. It was the things I shared with him and he shared with me. It was the fact that he saw me, all of me, and beyond the skin, and he knew what existed on me and inside me, and not just the physical.“Calla?” He tilted his head to the side as he said my name softly.God, his lips were glistening with me, and that was like taking a hit to the chest in the best way. Getting involved with anyone right now with everything so up in the air and just plain crazy wasn’t smart. It was dumb.But it was the right kind of dumb.As I stared into brown eyes that melted me from the inside out, I tossed my Three F’s out of the window as I reached up, caught the edges of the shrug I wore, and slipped it off my shoulders and down my arms. I let it fall to the floor.His gaze tracked the shrug and then his stare flew back to my face.I tossed the self-consciousness away as I reached to my side and tugged the zipper of my dress down, and I didn’t stop the dress as it loosened all around my body.A look appeared on his striking face, a tautness that tugged at my heart. “Calla . . .” The way he said my name was different now.And I let myself admit that I didn’t just like him as I caught the thin straps and slid them down my arms. I told myself as the dress gathered around my hips and then with a little shimmy, fell to the floor, that I had fallen for him.Then I was standing in front of him, in the kitchen, the bright light, in nothing more than my heels, and dear God, I was scared. Fucking terrified out of my mind, and my skin felt numb when I realized that it wasn’t because I was practically naked for the first time in my life in front of anyone, but because I was in love in him. I was in love with Jax.