16. Chapter Sixteen
Jax
“ T hat hot little mouth feels so good.”
A low moan escapes my throat, my eyes nearly crossing as the wet heat of Maddie’s mouth envelopes the head of my cock. Her tongue makes a gliding sweep over the slit as she swipes up the precum leaking out of my tip. Half of my cock disappears into her mouth, her lips wrapping around the shaft. She begins sucking, and my head thuds against the closed door of my bedroom behind me.
Goddamn, this feels unreal.
The sound of wet slurping makes me want to go feral and rut into her mouth with abandon. She moans around my cock as her head bobs up and down, another hand gently playing with my balls. The lights are off, but I can still see the features of her face through the beam of moonlight in the window blinds. Her lust-filled eyes are half-lidded, and seeing how much she enjoys this makes me want to worship her in return.
Because this isn’t just any girl sucking my cock like she’s greedy for my cum, it’s Maddison Raddix.
My Maddie.
What we are doing is so reckless, but I can’t bring myself to care. I hadn’t gone into that restaurant with the intention of starting some kind of casual fling, as if my feelings for this woman have ever been anything remotely resembling casual. I’m not really sure what my intentions were, but I meant what I said. I could never regret her.
I release a half-strangled groan when her tongue hits a particularly sensitive spot. Staring down at her, I’m so transfixed by the sight of her on her knees with her mouth stretched around me that it’s physically impossible to look away. I thread my fingers through her hair, gently wrapping the strands around my fist. An exquisite heat builds in my groin as my cockhead hits the back of her throat. Her eyes water and a light dribble of spit trickles from the corner of her mouth, but she doesn’t relent. I feel the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm when the building pressure makes my balls tighten.
“Ugh. Feels so good.”
I take a deep breath through my nose and exhale slowly, my thumb swiping a stray tear from her cheek. I wait until I’m teetering on the edge of my release before pulling away from her. She releases me with a wet pop, filling her lungs with a ragged breath before shooting me a pouty look. I huff out a breathless chuckle and shake my head.
“You don’t get my cum until I’m inside you.”
Her eyes darken, and my stomach swoops as I watch her dainty tongue dart out to lick up a drop of precum on the corner of her lip. I can tell by the flash of triumph in her eyes that she thinks I’m about to pull her down on the bed and push inside her. She’s aching for it; I can tell by the subtle way she keeps squeezing her thighs and wiggling around.
“Then get inside me,” she pants.
No, baby, I’m not getting mine until you’re begging me to stop. Just when you think you can’t take even one more ounce of pleasure, I’ll prove you wrong.
Reaching under her arms, I help her to stand before stepping back. I’m nearly trembling with excitement as I pull my t-shirt over my head and toss it to the floor. Her eyes roam over my naked torso, giving it an appreciative look that makes me want to flex like a horny teenager. I love the way she’s looking at me, love how her eyes linger over the tattoo on my chest.
“Clothes off. Now.”
She immediately obeys, getting that hungry look in her eyes as her fingers pull the hem of her dress up.
“Good girl.” I croon the words when her dress hits the floor, and she’s standing in front of me in nothing but a bra. She sucks in a sharp breath, and I grin. She responds so beautifully to praise.
I file away that mental note for later.
Next, I nod towards her black, lacy bra. “Off.”
“You’re bossy.”
“You like it.”
My smirk falters as her bra drops to the floor. For the first time, she’s fully bare in front of me and I drink her body in. There’s a hickey on her collarbone, the skin already turning a gorgeous shade of blue and purple. Like the neanderthal I am, it sent a surge of pride through me when her date caught sight of it. His eyes nearly bulged out of his eye sockets, but I don’t think Maddie even knew why. I’m not sure she realized I left a visible mark of possession on her skin for everyone to see.
“Beautiful,” I whisper, loving the way her cheeks can still turn a rosy pink, even after making her come on my fingers in a public restroom. She remains still as I slowly saunter forward, my eyes taking in the sight of her heavy breasts with their perky nipples and the bare pussy that glistens with her arousal. I stop in front of her, placing her hands on the open waistband of my pants.
“Take them off for me, baby.” I hover over her lips, whispering the words as my mouth brushes lightly against hers. She swallows, her hands trembling slightly as she pushes down both my pants and boxer briefs at the same time. My cock is still hard between us, the red tip glistening with Maddie’s spit as I step out of the last of my clothes. Her hand wraps around my length, her thumb spreading precum around my sensitive head.
I hiss at the delicious contact. “Do you remember what I said at the restaurant?” I ask.
Her forehead wrinkles, her eyebrows pinching together.
“I believe I said I owe you a few more orgasms.”
One of my hands glides down her waist, coming down on the other side to cup her ass. My other hand cups a breast, watching her chest arch as my thumb grazes over her nipple. I’m rewarded with a throaty moan. I savor the feel of her breast in my palm, my hard cock dragging across her hip.
“You don’t have to—”
I stop her with another kiss, this time tugging on her bottom lip before letting her go.
Whatever men she’s been with up to this point clearly haven’t made her feel like the queen she is. I try not to remind myself that my brother was one of those men. I really don’t want to think about the fact that he knows what her pussy feels like around his cock and I don’t. I’m about to remedy that though, and I’ll make sure she forgets what the others were like.
“Making you come is not a chore; it’s a fucking honor.”
Her eyes flare wide, some emotions playing out that I can’t quite decipher. I motion towards the bed behind her. “Get on your back, spread your pretty thighs, and show me how much you want me.”
I want her to see for her own eyes how attractive I find her. I refuse to be one of those men who only make love to their women in the darkness of night, allowing them to feel insecure about their bodies. She’s beautiful, even the parts of herself that she tries to hide.
A whoosh of air flows from her lungs as she climbs onto the bed. She spreads her legs for me, her hand twitching like she wants to cover herself.
“Wider.”
Her body jerks when I lean over the bed, my palms supporting my weight as I bark the order at her. She spreads her legs a little wider, her belly moving up and down with stuttered breaths. It might make her a little nervous to be on display for me, but I don’t miss the way her pupils dilate or how hard her nipples are.
“Spread them all the way,” I tell her, climbing onto the bed.
Reaching towards the lamp on the nightstand next to us, I tug on the metallic chain. It flickers to life, the soft light illuminating Maddie’s naked body. She blinks.
My hands gently grasp her knees, spreading her legs until they can go no further.
Her eyes widen, and she bites down on her lip before whispering my name in a sultry voice. “Jax.”
“Don’t hide this pretty pussy from me now,” I tell her, my eyes fixed on the sight of her arousal. It makes my mouth water. Hitching her right leg up with one hand, I press a lingering kiss to the inside of her knee. Then a few inches above that, another one. And another.
“Jax, please.”
There’s my girl.
“For however long we do this, no one else gets to see you like this but me,” I demand.
She nods without hesitation, her eyes glued to the slow ascension my lips are making. I spend extra time kissing over the stretch marks of her inner thighs, my tongue lightly flicking her soft skin. She squirms a little bit, her hips arching slightly. My teeth lightly nip her in response, and she gasps.
The sound goes straight to my cock, my blood pooling there until it aches with the need to be inside her.
But not yet.
I finally – finally – make my way to the spot where we both want me to be. Parting the lips of her pussy, I place a light kiss on her clit. She jerks underneath me, her hand grasping a fistful of my hair. Then I inhale, taking in the scent of her musky arousal.
“I’ve been dreaming about this,” I tell her.
Then, without further warning, my tongue glides from her entrance to her clit. She moans, her hips bucking a little as my tongue swirls around the sensitive bud. Every hitched breath, desperate moan, and whimpering plea only encourages me to do more. I grab her ass, pulling her up a little so my tongue can slip inside her. I’m rewarded with a shocked little mewl that has my cock throbbing. I grind my hips into the soft comforter beneath me, needing just a little bit of friction.
“Jax… Jax…”
The sound of my name on her lips makes me moan against her pussy. I continue tongue-fucking her, my thumb never leaving her clit. She’s close now. I just know she’s going to give me another one. And sure enough, her pussy squeezes around my tongue.
But I don’t stop. I’m not done yet.
I let my index and middle finger replace my tongue, pumping the digits in and out as I move up to suck on her clit. She’s trembling beneath me now, and her frantic fingers tug on my hair. I can’t tell if she’s pushing me away or pulling me in closer. And honestly, I don’t think she knows either.
“I already came,” she whines. “It’s so much. It’s…Ugh, Jax! I don’t know if I can come again.”
“I want another one.”
My mouth dives back down, my fingers curling to hit her G-spot. When I find it, her back nearly arches off the bed. The sight of it takes my breath away. If my mouth weren’t pre-occupied, I would be telling her how absolutely fucking feral she’s driving me right now.
A queen taking her pleasure.
And I’m the lucky bastard who gets to give it to her.
When she comes all over my fingers, I moan with her. I feel so close to coming, I’m afraid that I’m going to spill before I’m even inside her. That’s what this woman does to me.
And when she gives me that dreamy, post-orgasmic smile— I’m done .
I’ll get on my knees and worship this woman every day if she keeps looking at me like that.
“Do I need a condom, baby?”
“I’m on birth control.”
My cock jerks. “Gonna let me take you raw?”
She nods shyly. “I want to feel you.”
Fuck. Yeah.
When she tugs on my shoulder, I don’t resist. I eagerly climb up her body, my mouth taking hers in a sloppy kiss as I grind my cock over the warmth of her swollen pussy. Some animalistic noise I’ve never heard pops out of my mouth.
I’m losing it.
“On your belly.”
Reaching down, I flip her over. My palm connects with her ass cheek, the sound of the slap filling the space between us. I watch the slight bounce of her pliant muscles, the pink that blossoms where my palm hits. She yelps, but she thrusts her ass out for another.
Slap.
Running my hands down her hips, I prop her up so she’s on her knees with her thighs spread.
My heart pounds in my chest as I line my cock up to her entrance. I grit my teeth, hissing out a breath as I ease the head inside her. The feeling of her tight, wet heat pulling me in is indescribable. I spread her slowly, pausing when she sucks in a breath. My hands reach around her front, thrumming at her clit.
She whimpers, and her pussy clenches around my cock.
“Fuck,” I hiss. My eyes nearly roll back in my head.
“I want every inch.” Her breathy, mewled plea hits me straight in the groin. “Now.”
Fuck it.
I slam the rest of the way inside her. Her tight, wet heat encases me, and warning bells clang together inside my head. She feels so good, and I’m going to lose myself inside this tight body. And—
She cries beneath me, her fingers clutching the bedsheet in a tight grip. For a moment, a fissure of fear runs down my spine, and I’m afraid that I’ve hurt her. But then she starts pushing her ass back, and I know she wants me to start thrusting.
So, I do.
The way I fuck her isn’t gentle or sweet—there’ll be plenty of time for that later. This is a brutal, carnal slapping of skin on skin. The sound of her wet arousal fills the room, along with my panting and the smell of sex. A bead of sweat trickles down my chest, but I don’t stop.
I watch as her body bounces beneath me, taking every thrust. She cries out again when I hit a particularly sensitive spot, her cries growing louder than before. She buries her face into the black comforter beneath her, her palm covering her mouth to muffle the sounds.
“Fuck that shit, baby.” I drag her palm away from her mouth. “You’re in my bed now, and you don’t get to hold back on me.”
Looping an arm around her waist, I hoist her up until she’s on her knees with her back pressed to my chest. I peer down our bodies to the place where my cock spreads her apart and disappears inside her.
She whines, her nails digging into my arm.
“You look so good taking my cock.”
“Jax, oh my God.”
Her head leans back onto my shoulder, her eyes glazed over and her lips parted. With every thrust, I’m getting closer. My balls tighten, and I’m nearly growling as I pump my hips. My thrusts become erratic, and white-hot pleasure spirals down my spine straight to my groin. Reaching my hand around the front of her body, my thumb rubs circles over her clit.
“You feel…so good,” she pants. Her nails scratch up my arms, the light sting only adding to my pleasure. She releases a strangled sob.
“I can’t do it. Jax, oh my God. It feels so good, but I can’t…”
She jerks in my arms, sounding so desperate I know she’s about to come for the last time. Her own skin is damp with sweat as she mumbles incoherently, and I suspect she’s reaching her limits.
“Be a good girl for me, baby.”
Thrust.
“Give me one more, and I’ll let you rest.”
Thrust.
“Take me with you when you go.”
Thrust.
This time when she comes, she throws her head back and releases a keening scream. She detonates so beautifully, coming all over my dick. Her wet heat squeezes me in a vice-like grip and it sets off my own orgasm. I jerk one last time, spilling inside her with a rugged groan. I’m speaking into her ear, barely aware of what I’m saying as I come. I think I’m telling her how good she feels and how long I’ve dreamed of being inside her like this.
I tell her that she’s all mine.
When we finally collapse onto the bed, I pull her limp body onto her side while I curl up behind her. My legs intertwine with hers, while we pant together and wait for our bodies to cool. I came so hard my head is fuzzy in its post-orgasmic state. Maddie looks dazed herself, her eyes only half-open.
My sexy little goddess.
Eventually, her skin pebbles from the cool air so I force my heavy limbs to climb out of bed. I amble into the bathroom, wet a wash-cloth with warm water, and gently clean up the drying sweat before wiping my cum clean from between her legs. I try to be gentle and avoid any sensitive spots, but she still hisses. Giving her an apologetic smile, I lean down and press a tender kiss to her lips.
After I drop the wash-cloth off in the laundry basket, I pull the blankets up to her shoulders and climb in beside her. My arm drapes over her waist, my heart feeling unusually full as I snuggle into the crook of her neck. Within minutes, she’s sleeping peacefully. Despite my own exhaustion, I don’t fall asleep right away. I stay awake for a while, peering down at the angel in my arms.
I never thought this day would come, never thought I would have the woman I’m secretly obsessed with in my bed. I’m going to spend the next few months being greedy as hell with her time—the memories will have to last me the rest of my life, after all.