Free JAX: A Rockstar Stepbrother Romance by Vivian Lux Page A

everyone else to read, why can't I? Besides," he tapped the screen, "I see a few things in here that might constitute an invasion of my privacy, Bit."
    I blushed. He was reading the sex scene. "What are you talking about?" Though I well knew.
    He licked his lips. "Well that move sure sounds awfully familiar." He swiveled and looked me full in the face and twisted the laptop so I could see. "Right here? We did that, right?"
    I couldn't look at him. I couldn't look at the screen. Mortification was hitting me from every possible angle. "I guess we did, yeah. Why, you don't remember?"
    He pulled the laptop back. "No. I do." His eyes went far away for a moment. Then his lip quirked slightly. "Though I don't remember it going exactly like this. 'The center of her pleasure?' Why not just call it what it is?"
    "That's… more or less what it is." I bunched the blanket in my fists and contemplated pulling it over my head. "You can't be too clinical."
    He rolled his eyes and kept reading. "So many euphemisms." He paused and burst out laughing. “ ’Nethers’?! Really?"
    The corner of my mouth twitched involuntarily. "Yeah?"
    "That's a terrible word!" he laughed.
    "It's evocative!" I tried to protest, but suddenly I was laughing too.
    “ ‘Nethers.’ For fuck's sake. The real words for it are so much nicer."
    "The real words?"
    "Yeah, you know." He shifted a little, tucking his leg under him. His warm thigh pressed against my leg. I could feel his heat even through the blanket. "Clit," he said, rolling the word through his mouth like he was tasting each letter. "Cunt."
    My mouth went dry and I swallowed, suddenly at a loss for words.
    He stared at me for a moment too long. No way was he going to make me admit how sexy those words sounded when he said them. It was like he was calling right to them and mine were answering with a clutch of need.
    A slow smile spread across his face. "Yeah, you think those words are better too, don't you, Lily?"
    "They're too… dirty."
    "Nothing's too dirty."
    "Maybe not to you…"
    "You either, Bit." His eyes darted down the page. "Oh my God, 'shaft'? Really? That's what you're calling it?" His hand went to his groin and I realized I was watching way too closely and quickly glanced away. "How about 'cock'? That's a much better word. Better yet, make it a pierced cock, since I remember how you liked that so much."
    I ignored his jibe. "I doubt there were many pierced cocks in 19th century England, Jaxson. I was trying for a bit of historical verisimilitude."
    "Yeah? Well whatever that means, I think it's too bad. Your Geraldine character seems like she would enjoy a piercing sliding against her G-spot. It would help her reach the… er… 'pinnacle of her pleasure,' faster than this lame-ass Tristan guy gets her."
    I suddenly realized something. "Jax, you're like, at the end of the book. It's almost ninety thousand words. Did you even sleep?"
    For the first time since I woke up, that cocky little smile slid off of his face. "Nah. Not really."
    His beautiful face looked pinched too tight and the bags under his eyes were an angry looking shade of purple. My irritation melted away and I reached for him without meaning to. "Why?"
    "I wanted to catch you before you woke up. So we could maybe talk about last night. Before you woke up and stormed off."
    Did I say my irritation left? Never mind, it came flooding back in an instant. "Stormed off?" I repeated.
    "Yeah, storming off without talking to me. It's kind of your thing," he shot back."
    I flopped back down on my pillow. I couldn't believe how quickly he veered from being sweet and sexy to the most annoying person on the planet. "Oh, fuck off," I cried, pinching the bridge of my nose.
    I felt him shift, lean forward. "We can, you know. All these things you wrote down…" His voice went lower. "Mmm… such vivid details, Bit. If I had known you were paying such close attention, I would have stepped up my game."
    I clapped my hands over my ears. "Shut