Chapter 11
Jaxon
The admission and green light from her lips along with the sound of my name has me spiraling.
I whimper into her mouth as my fingers skim up over her bare ass cheek.
I’m pretty sure I’ve died and gone to heaven.
So soft, so supple, and all fucking mine for the night.
I squeeze lightly once, sucking in her soft moan as I allow my palm to rise higher over her curves, tracing her body until I reach the underside of a naked breast. A low, appreciative rumble sounds deep in my throat as I slip my thumb across her nipple, and she shivers in my arms, a needy whine answering back to me.
“Cupcakes. You smell like fucking cupcakes,” I whisper along her lips, then pull back. “Oh, I like that for a nickname.”
“Like I said, it’s my lotion,” she breathes out as my mouth travels the length of her neck.
“You taste as sweet as I remember.”
“Good,” she answers mindlessly.
“You feel perfect in my hands,” I toss back huskily, pulling her astride me.
She grinds against my cock as both of my hands explore, running up her thighs, sinking below the hem to slide up all of her luscious curves.
I cup her breasts, and she tilts her head back.
I press a kiss to her throat before bending to suck a nipple into my mouth through my shirt.
She lets out a soft cry, and my brain short-circuits from the sound.
“Lift your arms, Cupcake. I need to see you,” I demand before crashing my lips back to hers.
Fuck, she’s perfect. This moment is perfect.
She pulls away slightly to raise her arms, and I oblige us both, slipping the cool fabric up over her flesh.
The lighting from the TV is just right, bouncing across her skin, and I could fucking look at her like this forever.
“Wow.” The choked whisper croaks from my throat as I drink her curves in and burn them into my memory. I better not fuck this up.
“Jaxon…” she answers roughly, affected by my response to her.
She reaches out with a fingertip to trace the ink on my left bicep before traveling across my chest, fingers splaying to explore the light dusting of hair along my pecs.
The heat unfurling in my stomach has it clenching and my cock jerking against her in response.
It’s straining to get free from my boxers.
She looks down at the tip of me exposed beneath the waistband and bites her lip.
These moments of anticipation are a sweet torture I both want to drag out and end in the same breath.
My fingers ghost up along the inside of her thighs, and I watch with rapt fascination as her eyes widen and her mouth parts, a breathy little gasp escaping when I let my thumbs spread her open just a little wider against me.
I take a deep breath, looking down between us to see that tight little bud peeking out, begging to be touched.
“Damn, that’s a pretty cunt.”
Holly’s breath hitches in her throat as I rub my thumbs gently across her outer lips, my dirty words clearly affecting her.
“Drag that pretty little clit up my cock,” I command, rolling my gaze up to hers. She shivers, goosebumps skittering across her skin, and I smirk at her lewdly. “Let me see.” She leans back, and I spread her lips again, groaning at the way my thumbs slip a little this time.
Holly’s little pants are driving me wild, testing my resolve to prolong the anticipation.
When she rocks her hips forward, dragging that perky, little bud up my shaft, I inhale with her before tracing her slick lips again.
She shudders as I lean forward and press a kiss to her collarbone, continuing my little tease as I look up at her.
Her tits heave against my jaw as she squirms against my fingertips.
When I graze her entrance, she gasps widely as I suck a pert nipple into my mouth, never letting my gaze leave hers.
Her brows slam together with pleasure, and a shuddery huff of air bursts from her lungs as I let my finger finally slip over her clit.
It all has me moaning against her breast with anticipation.
“You are dripping for me.” And fucking trembling.
“Jaxon, I–”
“What do you want, Sweetheart?” I ask gutturally as my fingers trace down toward her entrance again.
I feel her muscles tense as she whimpers, and I groan, already imagining that around my cock.
I knew the nickname would grow on her. I grasp her ass in my palms, kneading her soft skin, spreading her wide as I wait for her words.
I sit up and take her mouth, rumbling like a savage when my fingertips slip back down toward her center, and I’m met with slickness before I even get there.
She has no words, just these gaspy little pants that I can’t take anymore.
I want to hear moans, groans, begging whimpers, cries, and fucking screams. Grasping her slick thighs and ass, I flip her over on her back.
She squeaks at the manhandling and sinks into the bed, opening her mouth wide for my tongue to plunder.
“No words?”
She softly mewls, need blinding her ability to think. I fucking love it.
“Then show me. Send me where you want me.”
I bend to press a hot kiss to the base of her throat, and she moans, spurring me further.
I press another between her breasts, watching as her teeth graze her lip.
I take that as a cue and draw a lazy circle around a nipple with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth.
Her back arches beneath me, her thighs spreading wider and softly bucking against me.
I answer, pressing my throbbing cock against her center, enjoying the elated hum she lets out.
When I flick my tongue over her other nipple, the way I plan to do to her clit, her fingers delve into my hair, tugging me closer as Holly arches her breast further into my mouth, wanting more.
I close my lips around it, sucking deeply again, and she spreads wider for me below.
I wrap her leg around my hip, letting my fingertips dance back up her thigh to tease her wet slit grinding against me from behind. At first contact, she lets out a victorious little cry that has me grinning against her tit.
I press a kiss back between her breasts, tickling her lips sensually as I continue my path lower, keeping eye contact.
She looks so wound up; I can’t wait to unleash her.
I want her hips to buck wildly against my face while she cries my name.
By the time I make it to her bare mound, she's grasping my hair in anticipation.
The scent of her fills my lungs, and the caveman in me wants to feast.
I pull back a couple of inches, eyeing her glistening, soft skin as she whimpers with frustration.
“This is so fucking pretty,” I growl low, leaning in to tease my tongue up her inner thigh, tasting her essence.
She lets go of my hair and props herself up on an elbow to watch.
Her tits look just as fucking delicious, bouncing with each hard breath.
I lick up an outer lip, and she tosses her head back, a breathy hum of frustration making me smile.
“I really fucking love teasing this slit. Does she want my tongue, my fingers, or my cock?”
“Jaxon!” Holly whimpers insistently, but I’m not putting her out of her sweet misery yet. One hand's fingers thread back into my hair, attempting to steer me toward her clit and entrance as her cunt bucks lightly, searching for me anywhere it can find me. I did tell her to show me.
“I’ll take that answer as all three,” I husk while letting my middle finger draw a slow circle around her entrance, and she keens, spreading her legs as far as they will go, her cunt clenching and attempting to pull my finger in.
“Oh fuck, that was hot.” My voice comes out gravelly, and I can’t resist but to lick the same light circle with my tongue.
Her legs start to shake as I pull back with another appreciative groan, and she moans in like.
“You taste delicious, Cupcake. I’m going to need you to breathe deep for me, because I’m going to eat you til you break.”
“Oh fuck,” she whimpers quietly, breathing hard with one hand tangled in my strands as she watches me trace her again with my tongue.
When I swirl my tongue around her clit and suck it into my mouth, she shudders and cries out triumphantly.
I let it pop out of my mouth with a moan as I rub her entrance with a little more intention.
“Kiss me,” I demand, lifting up to reach her mouth as she leans in to steal my kiss.
When our lips connect, I deepen the kiss, groaning and reveling in her gasp as I shallowly dip my finger into her heat for that first time.
She clenches my fingertip, and I tear away from her mouth with a filthy curse and a growl.
I descend on her pussy, watching how her jaw drops as I bury myself in it, slipping my finger in deep.
Her muscles contract, and she falls back onto the sheets, fingers clenching in them as the pleasure starts to build.
Her moans and writhing are an absolute gorgeous dance that I’m intent on watching all night long.
Her legs seesaw against the bedding, and I rip it back out of the way.
She’s trying to fight the orgasm, but I will win. She will break.
“Give it to me,” I say roughly, as she attempts to pull away and simultaneously clamp her thighs around my head.
I growl against her clit, and she cries out, so close.
I hold her legs open, throwing my arm across her lower belly so she can’t wriggle free.
I press my palm down, increasing the pressure, and slip in that second finger, stretching her more.
Her pussy quivers, her legs starting to shake.
Oh, this is going to be good. I do not let up.
I lick at her and fuck her slow, teasing her G-spot with little twists of my wrist.
“Oh–oh, Jax–” she moans loud and starts bucking hard against my face.
I tease a third finger, and she mewls, sitting up, spreading wider, and gasping out a ‘please’ that does me in.
I work my third finger in and watch as her eyes roll back, and she mewls an expletive as she throws her head back.
I could come just from watching this. I curl my fingers more, and her pussy jerks in my mouth.
I groan in encouragement. She keens, wailing loudly as I feel that first tight ripple.
“Yes, that’s it,” I grit against her clit, before rubbing my tongue firmly against it in time with my fingers inside her.
She breaks, and she breaks hard. Gloriously.
Her mewling turns me inside out, and I just know I’ll hear it in my sleep.
I work her down slowly, releasing my mouth so I can climb up her and devour the whimpers still leaving her lips as my fingers enjoy the way her muscles are still pulling at them.
“More,” she pants against me, and I chuckle deep, satisfied with that answer. She reaches for my boxers, yanking them over my ass fervently, then reaching between us to grasp my throbbing dick. She grabs my ass as she strokes me from root to tip, and I rumble deep against her hot mouth.
“Holly, don’t make me come before I get inside you.”
“What if I want to see you come?”
I groan. This woman.
“Next time. I want inside of you very. Kiss. Very. Kiss. Badly.” I grab her ass, spreading all of her wide for me.
I wish I could see every inch she has to offer.
On her knees, spread out before me. Fuck.
Another time. I need her now. My body can’t take anymore.
She pushes me onto my back, and I scoot up against the headboard so I can see better and kiss her deeper.
The way her breasts sway as she crawls over me has me wanting to sink my teeth into them.
I grab one, tugging a needy nipple into my mouth as she slips her soaking cunt up and down my length. I reach between us and find her clit plump and hard again, already ready for another round. She whimpers from how sensitive it is and takes my cock into her hand, guiding it toward her entrance.
“Fuck, Holly. Wait, baby, I need to grab the condom.”
“No,” she whimpers, slipping the head of me back and forth across her slit. It’s got me grinding my molars. “I need you.”
“And you’ll have me,” I grit through my teeth, fighting to not lift my hips.
“I’m clean, and I’m on the pill. I trust you. I need all of you.”
I reach forward with both of my hands, grasping her face in them so I can kiss her with the intensity unfurling inside of me. The feeling I experienced in the linen closet of our souls speaking is back, and I don’t think I can fight it.
“I’m clean. Fuck,” I whisper and kiss her again.
“Say yes,” she whispers.
“I don’t want you to regret it.”
“Jaxon.” She teases the tip of me a smidge deeper. I gulp loudly, panting as my thumbs stroke her jaw, and I gaze into her eyes.
“My answer is always yes for you, Sweetheart.”