“Lost from the world, drowning in a fantasy of suddenly sinking my cock into your sweet little heat, watching your gorgeous face squirm as you feel me stretching deeper inside, hearing your moans become screams.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” I tease, shoving him a little, but unable to contain a grin. “I vote for that gone thing.”
He smiles. “What am I going to do with you?”
“I have a list, actually,” I say with a wink. This is true. It’s been a very long two days.
“You do not?” he asks, uncertainly.
“Of course I don’t have a list, silly,” I lie as I grab his cock. “But I have been daydreaming about you and HIM.” I pinch his gift and that’s not easy when it’s so fucking hard.
Jax kisses me, groaning and sucking on my lips, his hands on my cheeks. I bury my fingers in his hair, drawing him closer, wanting him more than I’ve ever wanted anyone or anything. I need this closeness, I need him and I need to have a few worry-free moments in his arms.
His lips roll off my mouth to the base of my neck, grazing over my collarbone. I reach down to unzip his pants.
“Bad girl,” he says, as I pull his pants down his legs and around his knees, sliding my hand inside his bulging boxer briefs to grab his heavy cock.
“Destroy me a little,” I say, freeing his coiled erection from the fabric and squeezing it with both hands as it stretches out straight.
“You sure enjoy holding on to my cock,” he says with a grin.
“That’s your mistake. It’s mine now,” I say. “I’ll do whatever I want with it so shut your beautiful mouth.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he says, cupping my ass cheeks.
“Call me ma’am again and I’ll bite it,” I warn him sternly.
“Yes, ma’am,” he says as he moans.
I lift my eyebrows and stick my tongue out and then drive my nails into his shaft, hurting him. “It’s supposed to be a punishment,” I say. I forgive him too quickly and pump his long shaft a few times until his breathing gets too heavy to speak. “Missed my big boy,” I whisper in his ear.
He hoists me over his shoulder without saying a word. I yelp gleefully.
“You caveman,” I shriek, “put me down.”
“You’re too sexy for your own good,” he says and then tosses me onto my unmade bed.
I slap his cock and watch it bob back and forth from side to side. It’s so fucking hot I just stare at it and blush. “You could have hurt me, you asshole.”
He takes his shirt off over his head and I almost orgasm instantly.
“I think the exact request was destroy,” he says.
“Jax,” I say, acting terrified as he crawls over me. “Those were just words. Be careful with that big thing. Really.”
He laughs. “I thought your words were precious to you?”
I nod. “Yeah, but my pussy is way more precious,” I say with my heart pounding into my throat.
“Finally, Ella Wade,” he says with the sexiest voice ever. “That’s something we can agree on. Your pussy is very precious to me too.”
I lie back, arms stretched over my head, and it’s like not a moment has gone by since the day Jax fucked me so hard and sweet at the Malibu mansion. We’re in synch, our hearts and bodies. His hands attack my shirt and my jeans roughly until he holds me naked in his arms.
I gasp a little as his lips find my nipple. I arch my back with a moan when he bites down with his teeth. The bite stings just enough to make me pant but before I can protest he has moved to the other nipple, repeating the pattern and now he’s sucking on my eager buds, one after the other, making them taut as hell. Damn, the boy really knows what he’s doing. His mouth on my nipples sets my whole body on fire, making me crave for everything at once.
I reach down to grab his shaft, gently stroking him. He’s already throbbing, but I swear he grows bigger in my hand almost instantly. Lord, I almost forgot how his cock never stops thickening when stroked.
“What are you doing?” he says.
“What do you think? I need that inside me now.”
“Slow down,” he says, grabbing both my wrists and pulling them above my head again, pinning them together. “You haven’t earned my cock yet.”
“That’s not fair if I have to pay by the inch!”
“I love everything your mouth does, Ella Wade. Your words, your kisses, your wicked little tongue.”
“Well, what did you have in mind?”
Yeah, okay, I know what he has in mind even if he can’t answer me with his head already down between my thighs.
“You’re spoiling me,” I say as his eyes dart up to meet mine. “I want to do things for you, too.”