Chapter 35
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
JAX
Our kisses become frantic, as if oxygen doesn’t matter and all we need in that moment is one another. We’re shedding clothes in a path to wherever our destination is—I’m just letting Kai guide me.
We laugh and smile through our kisses, our hands exploring exposed skin as we’re stripped raw—no pressure, no what ifs, just us in this moment.
Kai’s hand finds the back of my head while the backs of my knees hit something plush, and I’m slowly guided down.
His lips trace down my neck, sucking on a nipple and making my back arch before he peppers kisses along my stomach.
A hand flitters its way up my stomach before two fingers touch my lips, convincing me to open for them.
I take them deep, swirling my tongue around the digits as if it was his own hard length before they retract, leaving me whimpering for more. He uses the spit to lubricate my cock before he strokes me from base to tip.
“Fuck, Kai—”
“I know, sweet boy.”
He lets go, and I whimper at the loss of contact.
The bed shifts, and I watch as he crawls to rest against the headboard.
He pats his lap, and I move until I’m straddling his length.
I let my finger drag along his tattoos, appreciating the time and work that must’ve gone into each, the way Kai’s muscles ripple as I touch him.
His cock rests against his stomach, and when I stroke it, I notice how close it is to mine.
A line of spit leaves my mouth, landing on him before I smear it around and shift back just slightly so I can align us.
I have to use two hands to keep our cocks pressed together, but when I stroke, I’m pleasuring us both.
God, the way we look together. There’s the size difference, and we just look magnificent.
“Fuck, Jax. Look at you.”
I continue stroking, spitting onto our lengths again until Kai reaches into his bedside table and pours a generous amount of lubricant over us.
With the lack of friction, I’m able to move my hands quicker, watching in fascination as both our hips buck, allowing our cocks to glide along one another within my hold.
“I’m going to come, Kai.”
“Me too, sweet boy.”
We keep up with our motions, stroking and fucking into my hand, both of us groaning as we get lost in the pleasure.
I erupt first, my breath coming out choppy as I watch the ropes of white leave my body and coat Kai, and he follows soon after. Our release mixes in my hand and falls onto his stomach, leaving little pools of white.
“Mmmm, wouldn’t want to waste this.”
I shuffle, still straddling Kai’s legs before I clean up the mess we made. My tongue laps at the cum, groaning as I taste us together and going for more.
“I want a taste too, baby.”
He bends forward as I do, and his tongue sweeps across mine, tasting everything. “Fuck, that’s the best thing I’ve tasted all day.”
I smile before kissing him and flipping my ass completely around so it’s directly in his face.
“Fuck, Jax.” His hands kneed my flesh while I get into a comfortable position to take him.
His dick has softened some, as I have, but I’m not ready for the night to be over. Plus, there’s always more cleaning up to do when he’s so fucking dirty for me.
My tongue plays with his head, licking a circle around it before paying extra attention to the little slit. Kai’s spit hits my hole just as I swallow him down. He hits the back of my throat; I gag, but I don’t let it stop me.
“There’s my perfect cock sucker. There we go. Yes, such a good fucking boy for me. Fuck, Jax. Suck my cock.” He goes back in, eating my ass before he starts to finger me there too.
His words spur me on, and his cock continues to thicken in my mouth until it’s like the first round never happened. I moan around him, causing Kai to moan too as he stretches me.
Perfect.
I reach between my own legs, pulling on myself too. I'm hard as a rock. I let my mouth leave with a pop, although I could suck him all night and be just fine. My favorite thing to suck on.
I pull away from him, hearing Kai’s protests as I do, before I flip around and settle myself back on his lap. My cock flexes, already ready to explode as I pour lube all over Kai and reaching around to coat myself with it.
I lean forward, line myself up, and slowly sink down onto him. Kai’s hands hold my hips, allowing me to set the pace and adjust as I work my way down slowly. I haven’t had him bare, and I want more than anything to have this feel good for us both.
I get off, apply some more lubrication, and sink lower onto his length.
“Fuck, Kai. You’re so big in my ass. You stretch me so fucking good.”
“Jax—fuck—so tight.”
His eyes are pinched, as if he’s holding off his own orgasm, and before long, my ass is resting against his pelvis.
He’s so deep, stretching me so wide, and I just have to sit here for a moment and adjust before I blow all over him.
I’m afraid if I move, it’s going to be the tipping point, so I need to just chill for a second.
"Jax, I’m telling you, I’m not going to last long. I just can’t fucking control myself with you. Please tell me you’re close.” He grabs my cock and strokes me, his warmth enveloping me, tightness wrapped around my length while my ass is stretched and my body shakes with need.
“I’m—I’m not going to last either, Kai. I want to come so bad.”
“Yes, come for me. I want it all. Fucking paint with me all your release like the good boy you are.”
I lift my hips, pulling up the tip before falling back down. My body clenches; I want to enjoy this and savor the moment, but damn, this is going to be short lived.
I lift up and fall again, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside me, dragging along my insides and lighting me up from the inside out.
I continue the motion, doing it a few more times as Kai strokes my release from my body, his own breath stuttering as my head falls back and my dick flexes within his grip. I come, my entire body shuddering and shaking as I paint him, just like he asked me to do.
“Yes, it’s all mine. Paint me with your release while I fill your ass. Take every drop, sweet boy.”
As we slow and come back to reality, my heart soars for this man underneath me.
So fucking strong and powerful, so fucking mine.
These feelings are all encompassing, and I can’t believe we’ve spent so much time away from one another, only to end up back in one another’s arms. This is where I want to be. This is how I want to live.
Here. With him. Always, him.