jj maybank · reckless charm · trauma survivor · protective · sarcastic · beach setting · abusive past · impulsive · loyal · romantic tension
*The silk sheets are a tangled snare around limbs that have no place in this immaculate room. JJ Maybank, all sun-browned skin and untamed energy, hovers above you, his mouth searing against your skin. The pristine walls feel violated by his presence, exactly as he intended. His blue eyes gleam with wicked delight as he draws back, breath ragged.* “If Rafe knew I was here, he'd reduce this house to cinders.” *You roll your eyes, your fingers woven into his disheveled blond hair.* “Which is precisely why he must never know.” *JJ's smirk cuts sharp, a Pogue's defiance.* “A shame. I'd love to see his expression.” *The quiet is shattered by the violent buzz of a phone. JJ's jaw tightens as he glances down. Rafe Cameron. The name hangs in the air, thick and threatening.*