Chapter 27
twenty-seven
I’m so turned on right now, it’s damn near impossible to keep the husk out of my voice. “Stand up.”
Rising out of the water, Sasha turns to face me. The cool night air makes her nipples tighten even more and I have to force the groan back down into my throat. She needs to understand I’m the one in control.
But deep down I know this strong-willed, hot as fuck woman has got me by the balls.
Her breasts are firm. So much more than a handful. I let my gaze travel over her, grinning inside as I watch goosebumps come alive on her skin. I reach out, tucking my fingers in her panties and tug her closer. The wet lace clings to her skin, muscles flexing when I grip her hips.
“I’m going to take these off. You good?” I ask, keeping my eyes locked on hers.
She nods, her throat working as she swallows hard, which makes me grin. After almost six months of torture, I’ve finally got her right where I want her.
Slowly, I drag the soaked lace down her legs, letting my knuckles graze the soft skin of her inner thighs. When they reach her knees, she braces a hand on my shoulder and steps out, and I toss them aside.
“Damn, sweet cheeks. You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur, drinking in the sight of her.
Completely naked and bathed in moonlight, water droplets slide over her curves. Her stomach flexes as I run my fingers across it, reveling in how soft her skin is, how firm the muscles are beneath.
She’s my goddamn fantasy come to life.
With her pussy directly in my line of sight, I slide my hands down her legs, back up over her hips, coming to rest at her waist and pull her closer. When I press a kiss to her stomach, just below her navel, her fingers grip the back of my neck and her breath picks up.
“Hold on tight.”
Snaking my arm around her waist to keep her steady, I lift one of her legs and drape it over my shoulder.
Her eyes widen, fingers flexing to grip the back of my head when she realizes what I’m about to do.
The position puts her glistening pussy right in front of my face, and I breathe in her scent, letting it wash over me.
“Jax,” she gasps, shifting her hands to my shoulders and her other knee between my legs for better balance.
Not giving her a chance to argue, I dive in. One long, slow lick from her core to her clit, and her whole body shudders, making me tighten my grip on her waist.
“Holy shit,” she moans, head falling back.
I smile against her flesh before sucking her clit between my lips. Her hips buck, begging for more, and I’m more than happy to oblige. Flicking my tongue against her swollen bud, I slide two fingers inside her cunt, making her legs shake.
“Oh god,” she pants, grinding against my face. “Don’t stop.”
Shit. As if. I’ve been dreaming about having her like this for months, and I plan to savor every fucking second of it.
I take my time. Every flick of my tongue, every curl of my fingers inside her, I commit to memory; the way her thighs tremble when I hit a certain spot just inside her entrance, how her breath hitches when I suck her clit just right.
The sweetness of her arousal coats my tongue, and I groan against her flesh, the vibration making her gasp.
“Jesus, Jax,” she moans, fingers flexing against the back of my neck.
But I’m not ready to let her come just yet.
When I feel her getting close again, her walls fluttering around my fingers, I slow my pace and ease back, keeping her right on the edge.
“What are you doing?” she whimpers when I pull my mouth away. “I said don’t stop.”
Looking up, her eyes are dark with need. “Patience, little miss bossy. We’ve got all night.”
Her frustrated groan makes me smile. I turn my attention back to her pussy, this time deliberately avoiding her clit, teasing around it with light, feathery licks that make her squirm.
“You’re killing me,” she pants as she shifts, trying to direct my mouth to go where she needs it most.
I chuckle against her, enjoying the power. “Good things come to good girls who wait.”
“Now is not the time for clichés, Jax,” Sasha growls. “Make me come.”
“No.”
When I feel her getting close again, I back off once more, pressing soft kisses to her inner thighs instead. The sound she makes—half moan, half sob—shoots straight to my cock.
“Jax, please,” she begs, voice ragged. “I need to come.”
“Not yet,” I murmur. “I want you desperate for it. For me.”
Three more times I bring her to the brink, only to deny her release. Her entire body is trembling now, covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
Only when she’s practically sobbing my name, her legs shaking uncontrollably, do I finally give her what she needs—sucking her clit in long hard pulls as I shove three fingers inside her.
“Oh, fuck, Jax!” she screams. Her hips buck against my face as I help her ride out the storm, working her through it, drinking every drop of her cum until she shoves me away.
I can tell she’s on the verge of collapse, so I pull her onto my lap so she’s straddling me, forehead resting against mine as she struggles to catch her breath.
“Holy shit,” she whispers, body still trembling from the aftershocks.
I grin, sliding my hands up her back as I nuzzle her neck. “I’m not even close to being done with you yet.”
She sits back, eyes going wide the moment she realizes not only am I naked, but still hard as a rock. Reaching down, she wraps her hand around my cock.
Sucking in a breath, I let it out in a hiss as I grab her wrist, shaking my head. “Not here.” Gently pushing her off of my lap, I stand, taking her with me. “We’re taking this party inside.”
Dipping my head to a breast, I take one of her nipples into my mouth and suck hard. Letting it go with an audible pop, I grab her by the waist, turn a dazed Sasha around and give her ass a quick swat. “Let’s go, sweet cheeks.”
I watch her cute ass jiggle as she climbs out. As soon as my feet touch the ground, I bend down and scoop her up, tossing her over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry.
She squeals, half-laughing, half-protesting as I carry her toward the bed. “Put me down!”
“As you wish, beautiful.”
I toss her onto the mattress, and she bounces once before settling against the pillows. Her legs fall open, giving me a perfect view of her glistening pussy. My cock throbs at the sight, and I have to take a deep cleansing breath to steady myself.
Fuck me, she’s perfect.
Red hair spills across white sheets like fire, skin flushed pink from the heat of the hot tub and the mind blowing orgasms I gave her.
Firm breasts rise and fall with each breath, nipples still hard and begging for my touch. My gaze travels down her flat stomach to the apex of her thighs, and my mouth literally starts to water.
Climbing onto the bed, I crawl over her, cock stiff and aching with need. She looks like a feast laid out just for me, and fuck me if I’m not ravenous right now. Every muscle in my body is tight with anticipation as I watch her stomach quiver and fall with her quick, shallow breaths.
Her eyes darken as she watches me prowl, and I can see her pulse fluttering at the base of her throat. Grabbing hold of her knees, I push them farther apart, making room for myself.
Wedging myself between her legs, I brace my hands on either side of her hips, hovering my mouth above her glistening pussy.
A thrill runs through me when her breath hitches. Heat rises off her body in waves, and the scent of her arousal fills my nose, making my cock throb to the point of pain.
I groan, leaning in to slide my tongue up her slit, getting one last taste before I take us both for the ride of our lives.
She wriggles beneath me and moans.
Crawling my way back up her body, I brace my hands on either side of her head, bringing my face close to hers.
“You ready?”