Chapter 19
Holly
My core clenches in response to his words, and he notices, letting out a low, approving rumble from his chest.
“Fuck, the things I want to do to you.”
“Do them,” I whisper, and he smirks, stalking slowly toward the bed as he eyes my pussy and ass bared to him.
I watch and shiver as his fingers skate up the back of my thighs before his thumbs grip and pull my flesh apart, baring me even more to him.
I have never been more vulnerable than this with a man.
His eyes feast on me before he disappears from sight, and I gasp at the feel of his hot mouth on my clit.
He swirls his tongue, then drags it up the entire length of me, and I shiver as he moans.
“I plan to.”
A huff of air leaves me, and he chuckles as his fingers circle and travel the same path his tongue just did while he reaches for the toys. He holds the G-spot bunny vibe out to me.
“Get this nice and wet for me.”
Oh…
I suck it into my mouth and watch as his eyes light up. I haven’t had the pleasure of his cock in my mouth yet, and this makes me want it. I begin panting at the mere thought of it.
“Those lips are going to look so pretty wrapped around my cock. I dreamt about it last night. I can’t wait to feel it for real.”
I whimper around the silicone as he twists it and vulgarly moves it in and out a time or two before pulling it from my mouth. He pushes the on button, and my pussy tightens as if she heard it too.
“How long will it take to make you come with this?” he asks as he swirls the head around my entrance, teasing me. I whine when he slips it over my clit before coming back to my opening.
“Not long.”
“How many times do you usually come?”
“I go for one on each speed.”
“Naughty.”
“Oh–” I huff out as the head dips in a little. He retreats, then does it again before pressing a kiss to my ass cheek as he thrusts it in far enough that the rabbit ears make contact with my clit and my back arches.
“Mmmm. Feels good, doesn't it?”
“Yes–” I pant, and he chuckles darkly, pulling it from my pussy and replacing it with his mouth.
He sucks and flicks my clit until I start to shake, then licks the length of me like before and pushes the toy back in.
He starts to move only the body of the wand, fucking it in a circular motion as it thrusts in and out, while never letting the bunny ears lose contact.
My hips move of their own accord, and I hum with need, feeling that first orgasm climbing. Oh my…
Jaxon pulls back, and I growl in frustration.
“That was close, wasn’t it?” he whispers. “Fuck, you’re so pretty, even when you pout.”
I open my mouth to say something bratty but stop because I want that orgasm so bad. I close my lips, rolling them together, and whine low.
“Such a good girl. I expected some lip from you for that.” He turns up the speed and presses it back where I want it, and I gasp his name, hips dancing once again. “Do you want it?” he asks roughly, backing off a little and making my body chase after the friction.
“Please!” I rasp.
“So pretty,” he rasps right back as he works me higher, groaning with me when he pushes me over the line that first time.
He pulls the toy, and I whimper from the loss.
“That is the prettiest pulsing I’ve ever seen,” he praises roughly, letting his tongue dance over my entrance before dipping it into me and humming with manly pleasure, then drawing it up the length of me again.
“Slide your fingers in, Cupcake.” I do, still needy for more. Looking over my shoulder again, I watch him watch me.
“Tell me. Which do you prefer to work up to that plug–a smaller one or fingers?”
I didn’t expect him to go this route today, but here we are. I whimper involuntarily, and he slips a finger into my pussy alongside mine, giving me three. It’s still not as much as him.
“Does the thought of me playing with your ass turn you on, Sweetheart?”
My pussy clenches around him tightly, and he hums in appreciation. I don’t even have to answer him.
“Yeah, it does. When I first saw that plug, all I could imagine was you lying on your side, lubing it up and fucking it slowly into your ass. Is that how you do it?”
I nod, and he groans low, pressing a kiss to my spine before dragging his lips up to the back of my neck, all the while aiding my fingers with his thick digit, stretching my pussy for the eventuality of his cock.
“That thought drives me fucking wild. Kiss me.”
I turn my head so he can ravage my lips as he pulls out our fingers and replaces them with two of his, working in a third before curling them just right. I gasp into his mouth, and he grins darkly and works me harder, pressing his palm to my clit for more friction that has me bucking against him.
“So beautiful.”
His other fingers knead my ass, slipping down to gather slickness before dragging slowly up toward my puckered hole. I whimper and buck a little more, the anticipation driving me crazy as he circles the tiny ring of muscle lightly and kisses me with so much pent-up need.
“So mine,” he rumbles deeply as he presses the tip of his finger in, and I suck in a breath.
He sucks in a ragged breath with me, bending to latch his lips to the galloping pulse of my neck.
His tongue dances along my skin as he slips in deeper, and with that first retreat and push back in, I shatter, crying out his name as he finger-fucks me until I go lax in his arms.
“Gorgeous. I’m not done with you yet.”
Pushing me further down onto the bed, I eye him over my shoulder as he lets spit drip down my crack before rolling the plug in it.
The sight alone has me trembling again. I take another deep breath as he tests the pressure against the rim of me, and I gasp, breathily asking him to push the button once.
The vibrations will help it to ease in. He pops the cap of the nearby lube and adds some. Great idea.
He curses low under his breath as he begins a slow press and release game with my ass and the plug, working it into me.
I pant and breathe through it, whimpering when he tells me how well I’m doing and that it’s almost there.
I feel the resistance finally give and gasp when my muscles relent and swallow the rest of the plug up to the flared base.
“Fuuuck, Cupcake.”
I can’t answer except with a moan.
His fingers find me again, working two, then three, in and stretching me. My eyes roll back, and I know he wants in there.
“Look at me.”
I look over my shoulder, and he groans.
“So damn pretty. Now, I’m told that if we can work my cock in there, that it’ll be the best thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life.”
I laugh hard, then moan at the sensation it causes and look back at his pleading eyes. How do I say no to that?
“Which one of them said that?”
“All four of them.”
I laugh even harder. Ava’s gonna have a heyday with this one.
“Please?” he whispers desperately.
“We can try.”
Jaxon looks like a puppy getting his leash ready for a walk. It’s infectious, and if I wasn’t humming so hard from this plug, I’d probably laugh again. I’m panting now.
“Hurry, sit on the bed before I come without you.”
Jaxon’s eyes widen, and he grins wolfishly.
I crawl over him, angling so that I can control how he goes in.
“If this fits, you can try from behind another time, but this first time…”
“You mean you’ve never had both at once?”
“Only with toys by myself, and it wasn’t as big as you.”
He grins again, happy with my answer.
“Give me those fucking lips,” he commands darkly as the heat of me finds his tip and presses down.
He hisses as he feels the first vibrations.
When I take him past his crown, his eyes go feral.
It spurs me on as I work myself onto him, gasping with every inch I victoriously conquer.
But I’m not the only one. He’s clenching his jaw so hard, groaning with each gain, his fingertips squeezing and releasing my hips as if he’s forcing himself to hold still.
“Fuck, Jax, tell me I’m almost there,” I whine, tangling my fingers into his hair and holding on for dear life. He’s splitting me apart, and at the same time, he feels sooo good. He licks his lips, grits his teeth, and looks up at me, which almost pushes me over the edge.
“Almost, baby,” he pants, reaching between us to circle my clit. Oh, hot damn. It’s enough to bring me within an inch or so of bottoming him out.
“Take the last of it for me,” I stutter out in pleasure with a hint of pain.
“I don’t want–”
“Please!” I cry out, my body starting to accept him and starving for the rest of him.
He pants with me and pulls my hips down the rest of the way, burying himself deep within me.
I cry as he gasps and shudders before he fuses our lips together.
His fingers tangle in my hair, and we wrench our lips from each other, sucking each other’s quick breaths in as our chins touch, mouths gaping wide with pleasure.
I roll my hips, and he growls, his cock jerking deep.
“I don’t think either of us is going to last long with this,” I rush out.
“I’m hanging on by a thread, Hol.”
“I’m so full, I don’t think I can move.”
“Wrap around me.”
I do, and he lifts me from under my thighs before pressing me back down onto him with a curse. I cry out again.
“You’re strangling my cock,” he struggles to wrench out.
“I know!”
“Fuck.”
Jaxon rolls me onto my back and pulls back just a little before pushing back in. A filthy curse from him, followed by a plea for more from me, has him slamming back into my body. Sweat beads his brow as my thighs quake around his hips.
“Holy fuck, Holly.”
I’m beyond words. Unintelligible words and sounds bleed from me as he picks up his pace, and I claw to pull any part of him that I can closer.
He reaches beneath me, pressing the button on the highest level the plug will go, and it yanks a sob from me before I’m screaming his name, drowning in so much pleasure I can’t even think.
His guttural ‘fuuuuck’ and the tell-tale jerk of his cock deep within me prolong my pleasure as he pants and moans with his release into the crook of my neck.
When our heartbeats slow and we can both breathe again, he leans onto his elbow and pushes strands of hair from my face.
“Thank you. That was life-altering.”
I chuckle and let out a low moan, and he reaches beneath me to push the button, turning off the vibrations. We both look at each other because of the foreign feeling the stillness causes, then laugh again.
“Shower?” Jaxon asks.
“Shower,” I sigh, knowing we’re both a sweaty mess. He pulls out slowly, and I wince as his cum drips out of me. His masculine sound of approval, combined with the direction his eyes take, has me blushing.
“A sparkling ass and my cum leaking from your cunt makes me want to ruin you for any other man.”
“Poetry.”
“Damn near.”
He stares with a wide grin for a second longer until I remind him to start the damn shower, snickering to myself as I watch his taut cheeks disappearing into my bath and mull over his words.
He’s in the shower, scrubbing down, when I pull back the curtain and step in.
“Share,” I demand, loving his dark chuckle as he pulls me under the spray, peppering my shoulder with kisses. He grabs the soap and lathers me up, enjoying himself a little too much as he rubs the suds across the expanse of my skin, lingering where the plug once was.
“You took it out. I figured you’d do that in here.”
I shoot him a saucy look and gasp when he slips a finger in, and the fucker winks before bending to kiss my shocked lips.
“You know,” he whispers dangerously over my parted bottom lip, dipping his finger in and out slowly, “you’re stretched enough I could claim your ass right now, and fuck am I tempted.”
“So, that’s why you wanted to pull it out,” I sigh, squirming against him. “Not today, mister.”
“That’s not a ‘never gonna happen’. I’ll take that as a win.
” He presses a kiss to the side of my neck before pulling his finger from me and kissing me tenderly under the spray as he finishes washing us.
I hightail it out of there before the man can get any more ideas about things he’d like to do to my body.
That last stretch has me tired and hungry.
I throw my hair up in a towel and slip into a pair of soft pants and a tee. Screw the bra and panties.
Shuffling into the kitchen, I beeline for the fridge to see what I have for dinner for the two of us.
I glance over at the clock to see it’s well after five, the angle of the sunlight outside telling me the day’s almost over.
There’s no point in sending him home hungry or eating alone.
He makes his way into the kitchen, yawning and looking handsome as hell with his mussed hair.
The scruff along his jaw is as tantalizing as it was the day I met him in the hospital during his long shift.
He wraps his arms around my middle and squeezes once before letting go and leaning against the counter next to me.
“Dinner?”
“I wasn’t going to assume, but I’m not about to say no to food or more time with you.”
I eye him with a sweet smile, because that shit right there warms my heart.
“Are you in the mood for brenner?”
“Hmmm, possibly. Like pancakes?”
“The answer is always pancakes.”
“I’m down.”
“Go pick a movie, because I’m not eating at the table.”
“I’m not going to say what I was just thinking.”
I cock a brow at him, curious.
“Nope.” He acts as if he’s zipping his lips and dropping the key on the floor next to us. I chuckle. How is this man a doctor?
“You don’t start work tomorrow, do you?”
“No, one last week of freedom that I’ll happily sign over to you, if you should so desire. I am a-okay with being naked and waiting in a bed for you as soon as you walk in the door from work.”
I snort, almost dropping the pancake mix I grabbed from the fridge at his declaration. When I turn to him with both brows raised, I’m greeted with a deadly smile, pulling out all the dimple magic it can muster. Damn if this man isn’t fucking adorable.
“That’s good to know.”
“You’re perfect,” Jaxon whispers, leaning forward to peck my lips before disappearing into the living room to search for a movie.
Now the only things that would make it more perfect is if I didn’t have work tomorrow and he was curled up with me on the couch in a hoodie and grey sweatpants. Girl dinner. Well, kind of.