Chapter 33
KAT
Jax’s heart thunders under my hand, our breathing coming fast and harsh. His arms lock around me.
I stare at his broad chest, my fingers flat against the material of his t-shirt.
I raise my eyes, ready to thank him for saving me, but nothing comes out.
Instead, I find myself drowning in his dark, smouldering gaze.
Seeing my own wants and needs reflected back at me.
My breath catches, and I lean in closer to his solid chest and masculine scent, an aphrodisiac to my starving body.
Jax’s gaze travels over my face, my body heat rising.
The nerve endings that have been firing all day ignite all at once, pleasure flooding my body, my muscles contracting, my pussy aching with the need to be filled.
I wrap a hand around the back of his head, his grip on me tightening as I pull him forward. He resists for a split second before his lips meet mine.
Last night’s kiss was breath-taking. This is something else. All rational thought leaves my body. Only sensations remain.
My back arches, pressing me against his length.
His arms wrap around me, lifting me, as he steps us through the open gate, kicking it shut with his foot. Our mouths continue to feast. Exploring, nipping, sucking… demanding.
Jax continues moving us into the garden. I wrap my legs around his waist, enjoying the feel of his hands as they slide up under my skirt, gripping my thighs. His cock hardens behind his shorts, pressed against my sensitive folds.
I moan into his mouth, deepening our kiss. Sucking his tongue into my mouth, his cock flexes against me, my pussy swelling with the need to be stretched and filled.
It’s been too long.
My arse connects with something solid, taking my weight.
Jax rips his mouth away from mine, his lips travelling over my cheek towards my ear and down, finding the spot on my collarbone that makes me melt.
I drop my head back, giving him greater access, my hands sinking into his hair, holding him tightly, encouraging him on.
His hands slide up my thighs, pulling me forward and tight against his very hard cock.
When he rocks against me, pushing against my swollen and aching pussy, my head swims, and I see stars.
He does it again and again, rocking backwards and forwards, the friction of our clothes against sensitive skin driving my need higher.
I roll my hips, biting down on my lip to stop myself from crying out, begging for release.
My hands slide under his t-shirt, relishing in the feel of his taut, smooth skin against my fingertips. His muscles contract sharply, jumping as I run my fingernails lightly over his defined abs.
I push his top up, pulling it over his head and throwing it to one side.
Our eyes meet for a split second.
Hands and lips are everywhere. There’s no thought tonight, only need, a need to be close, to let go and feel.
His hand disappears under my dress, fingers brushing my swollen and pulsating core. Teasing, tormenting, touching and retreating.
He pulls the straps of my dress from my shoulders, freeing my breasts to the warm night air.
His mouth latches on, nipping and sucking.
It pebbles beneath the onslaught of his mouth, my breath quickening as my body aches and tingles for more.
One hand clutches onto his scalp, cradling him against me.
My legs widen, pressing forward into his hand. My soaked panties, moving freely against my skin.
My other hand moves to his shorts, unbuttoning them and pushing them down, allowing his cock to spring free.
His mouth moves to my other breast, as I take his hot, stiff flesh in my hand, using my thumb to smear his pre-cum over the crown. My fingers stretch around him, sliding up and down his engorged flesh, enjoying the feel of his long and pulsating dick in my hand.
He bites down on my nipple, groaning against my skin. My head falls back, making me suck in a breath.
Before I can think, I push forward, shoving my soaked panties to one side before lining him up and sliding myself onto his throbbing cock.
We both freeze.
“Jax, I—” The words splutter out.
He closes his eyes, his forehead touching mine.
My muscles contract around the tip of his cock, making him hiss.
“Kat, are you sure?”
The words are uttered through gritted teeth.
He opens his eyes. I bite my lip and nod.
His lips tilt up, and he inclines his head, brushing them against mine, before sliding his hands under my arse cheeks and thrusting into me.
I suck in a breath at the invasion. His length and girth stretch me to my limit. It’s been a long time, but who am I to complain?
Jax freezes, allowing my body to accommodate him. Wave after wave of pleasure floods my system.
Jax grunts as I contract around him, his fingers digging into the skin of my ass.
I grip his shoulders as we begin to move.
I wrap my legs around his waist, shoving the material of the skirt of my dress out of the way, tilting my hips.
Jax’s eyes drop to where our bodies join, and mine follow.
We watch as he pulls almost all the way out before sliding home again and again.
His glistening cock, shines in the dull light, coated in my desire.
When I look up, Jax is watching me, his pupils dilated.
He presses forward, his gaze locked on mine. His thumb finds my swollen clit, pressing down and circling around. My eyes disappear up and into my head as desire rocks my body.
My fingers sink into the bare skin of his shoulders. I lean forward, my mouth and tongue tracing the intricate lines of his tattoo.
He continues to move, picking up pace.
I tighten my hold on him with my heels, spreading my thighs wider, before tilting my hips. His cock hits my g-spot, my heart rate pounding in my chest. A flush forms across my skin as my pelvic muscles begin to contract sharply.
“Fuck—” I shriek, the sound captured by Jax’s mouth as it closes over mine.
He speeds up his movements, his thumb still circling my clit as I ride wave after wave, our mouths devouring each other’s. He pushes my orgasm further than it has ever gone, spiralling me into a second.
Jax’s breathing picks up as he slams home, his body stilling under my hands. He drops his head onto my shoulder, tremors wracking his body, his cock twitching as he comes deep inside me, his cum marking me as his.
I wrap a hand around his head, the other gripping his shoulder as we both struggle to catch our breath.
He lifts up, resting his forehead against mine, his softening cock still buried deep between my legs.
It twitches, and I bite my lip to prevent a moan escaping.
“Shit, Kat, we didn’t use anything,” he says, his tone apologetic.
“I have an IUD fitted,” I admit, years of painful and uncontrollable periods making it a must, although I was too lost in the moment to care with the feeling of his skin, bare against mine. My muscles contract again, making Jax’s eyes cross.
“I’m clean,” he says. “I’m sorry.”
I cup his cheek.
“Sorry for what? Not using a condom?” I tut. “I was right there with you. I could’ve stopped this at any time.”
Jax chuckles, kissing my nose. “Always in control.”
It’s my turn to laugh, tightening my thighs around his waist to drive the point home. “I beg to differ. I don’t think I was in control then, not my mind anyway. That was all lust and want.”
Our eyes meet, his gaze tells me it was the same for him.
He steps back, his semi-hard cock glistening in the light as he withdraws from my body. His gaze trails me, pausing between my legs.
I follow his eyes.
He groans quietly at the sight, his body leaning closer. He runs a finger over my entrance, holding up the slick digit.
“Do you know how sexy you look?” he whispers next to my ear, his breath teasing my skin. “Spread out in front of me, my cum dripping out of your body?”
I bite down hard on my lip, unable to take my eyes off him as he returns his finger to my core, adding others, drawing them through the mess we’ve made, before sliding them up and over the swollen, sensitive lips of my pussy and slit, before pressing them deep into my body.
I suck in a breath, my sensitive muscles clutching greedily at the invasion.
I spread my legs wider and lean back, resting my hands on the sink unit behind me, allowing him free access to explore my sensitive flesh.
The outside bathroom offering us protection from prying eyes.
I watch as his fingers disappear and reappear.
He collects more of our lovemaking and pushes it back inside me.
I’ve never had unprotected sex before, so the feel of his cum on my skin, dripping out of my body, is new. The thought of Jax’s cum deep in my body has my muscles clenching hard around his digits.
“You like that?” he asks, his voice deep and husky.
I drop my head forward and groan as he twists them, curling them against my front wall, massaging my G-spot. I spread my legs wider again, opening myself further to his gaze.
A dark flush appears high on Jax’s cheekbones as he continues to play and torment my pussy, his cock hardening once more between us.
I bite my lip as my body reignites.
“Maybe we should move this inside,” I gasp, my voice catching as another wave of pleasure ricochets through my core.
Jax’s eyes darken, his arms sweeping around me, lifting me down. My almost naked body slides down his, and I find myself getting lost once more in the feel of his skin against mine.
Jax bends down, his lips meeting mine.
I don’t know how long we stand there, but it’s a while before I bend down and grab my purse from the floor, letting us both in.
We have one night before we’re forced to return to reality. We need to make the most of it.