32. Harper #2
Jaxson dragged my hand away and nipped at my lips before latching onto them, sucking my lower lip into his mouth and biting it gently. I let out a soft moan, enjoying the slightly more aggressive side to Jaxson at the moment. It seems I wasn’t the only one who was a little pent-up.
Rolling off the bed, he grabbed me, tossed me over his shoulder, and headed for the bathroom. Flipping on the light, he set me down on the sink ledge and lifted a warning finger. “Don’t move.”
My brows snapped up at this. “Look who’s channeling his inner Magnus.”
“Just because I’m a soft Dom doesn’t mean I can’t switch it up every so often,” he answered with a wink that had me rubbing my legs together.
The water filling the truly massive tub echoed in the air, blocking the sound of the guys in the other room.
Satisfied with the temperature, he returned to me and motioned for me to lift my arms. Playing along, I lifted them high, wiggling my fingers as if I were doing jazz hands to add to the moment.
Jaxson snorted as he pulled my shirt up and off, casting it on the floor.
“Leave them up,” he warned when I started to bring them down.
Curious as to what he was doing, he wet a washcloth and pulled out his shaving cream.
He wiped down my armpits with the wet cloth, then covered them in cream.
When he pulled a blade from his lower back, I now fully understood what was about to happen.
He’d commented the first time he shaved me that he wanted to work up to this point—it seems now we were there.
“Do you trust me, gorgeous?” Jaxson asked as he ran the cloth over the blade, ensuring it was clean.
“Yes,” I whispered, so incredibly turned on by what I knew was about to happen.
The cool edge of the blade met my skin and moved in an upward stroke, then was wiped off on the cloth. This was repeated a few times until he was pleased with his work, then moved to the next arm.
“You can relax that arm,” he instructed as he gripped the other, creating the right tension to keep the blade passing over my skin and not cutting in.
When he was finished, he leaned in, kissing me hungrily as if he was just as turned on as I was.
Pulling back, he set the blade down and turned off the water to the tub.
“Strip for me, gorgeous. Let me watch you as you unwrap that perfect body of yours for me,” Jaxson ordered.
Sliding off the counter, I turned to give him my back as I unhooked my bra and slid it off, letting it drop on the floor.
Next, I started to slide my leggings off, moving my hips in time with the music that was playing in my head.
When they got to my knees, I bent over, giving him a perfect view of my ass in a bright red thong.
I slipped one foot out, then the other leaving him to drool at my assets, then I slowly stood up, letting my hands glide up my legs as I rose.
When I stood tall, I glanced at him over my shoulder to find he was naked, stroking his cock as he watched me with fire in his eyes.
Then an idea flitted across my mind that had me grasp the knife and walk over to him, holding his gaze with my own.
When I reached him, I took his hand and placed the hilt on his palm, then closed his fingers around it. “Think you could help me out of the last of it?” I murmured, stepping in to trap his cock between our bodies.
“Oh, gorgeous, you come up with some of the best ideas,” Jaxson said with a sultry tone as he pulled me tighter against him, thrusting his dick against my stomach. “Now be a good girl and don’t move,” he whispered in my ear.
I gasped as the cool blade ran up my leg, and the tip caught the thin lace of my thong, snapping it easily.
Switching hands, this time he decided to aim for the connecting point on my lower back.
A bite of cold metal, the sound of fabric tearing, and down fluttered the last bit of clothing I’d been wearing.
The next thing I knew, I was scooped up and lowered into the tub with Jaxson following as soon as I was settled.
He took the opposite end, taking one of my legs and placing my foot on his chest, giving him the perfect positioning to start shaving.
The process was the same—shaving cream lathered on my skin, then long, steady strokes of the knife’s edge gliding along my skin before it was wiped off on a cloth.
It was achingly slow as every stroke was like foreplay between us, my pussy aching to be touched, but I had to wait.
One leg done, and I was panting like I’d run a marathon.
The feel of the blade getting so close to my center, his knuckles brushing ever so close but not close enough, was torture of the best kind, and I knew that when he finally let me come, it was going to be worth the wait.
As he neared the end of the second leg, he stared right into my soul, his movements never faltering.
This man undoubtedly owned me in every way possible, and this right here proved it.
Who else would let a man use a blade that sharp on your body without him even watching what he was doing?
I could do that because I knew in the deepest part of my soul, he would never let any harm come to me.
Then it came time for the finale, the moment where he could never doubt my love and trust in him.
Lifting me, he stretched me as wide as I could go, letting my legs hang over the edge of the tub while he supported me with his legs as he kneeled before me.
“Are you ready, gorgeous?” Jaxson challenged as the blade hovered over the apex of my pussy.
“I’m more than ready, my love,” I answered. “I’ll warn you, I’m so on edge right now it won’t take much for me to come.”
“Don’t you worry your pretty head. I’ll make sure to take good care of you.”
The kiss of metal and the rasp of coarse hair being removed sent tingles up my body.
It was almost to the point I wasn’t sure I could hold still long enough, and I wanted to beg him to let me come.
As I watched his face, he was so intent on what he was doing.
The soft touch he was using was anything but what I wanted right now.
“You’re trying to break me, aren’t you?” I panted.
“You want me to beg you, to tell you how badly I want you to let me come. How much this is turning me on to the point I can’t stand it any longer.
The kind caring Jaxson is showing his dark side,” I rambled, my mind spewing out words that didn’t make any sense.
The blade paused and a finger slipped between my center, so his finger landed on my clit, making me cry out.
My hips thrust, unable to stop them from chasing after the pressure it so desperately needed.
“So… are you going to beg? Have I found the one thing only I can do to you that makes your body crave what I offer?”
“Yes, I’ll beg,” I all but sobbed, my body starting to convulse with the denial I was going through.
“Please, please, Sir, can I come? I’ve been so good, holding still as a statue.
Please let me have my release,” I pleaded, my hands gripping the sides of the tub, trying to hold back from finishing things myself.
One tweak of my nipple, and I would be done, but that isn’t what good girls do.
There was a clink on the tile as the blade hit the ground, but I didn’t give two shits about that as Jaxson’s tongue dove into my pussy.
I screamed long and loud as I came while he sucked on my clit, cupping my ass as he held me up to feast upon the nectar he had pulled from me.
My mind went blank as I squirted all over his face, my body using every method it had to thank him for his service.
“What the fuck is…” Magnus started to say as he charged into the bathroom.
Nothing mattered to me right now as Jaxson lowered my hips and pulled me up, so I was cradled in his arms against his chest as his cock slid inside me.
A sigh of relief burst from my mouth as I settled my head on his shoulder.
My hips automatically started to move, riding him in a quest to get another orgasm after being denied for so long.
“Do you mind? We are kind of busy here,” Jaxson pointed out. “You weren’t invited this time, so if you could close the door on the way out, that would be great.”
“Next time, fucking warn us you’re going to wind her up like that. I almost shit my pants thinking someone got in here,” Magnus snapped as he slammed the door.
“Ignore him. He’s just mad because he has to deal with his raging hard-on all by himself,” Jaxson chuckled in my ear. “That smooth pussy of yours feels so good against my body, ride me, ride me until you get what you need, gorgeous.” And ride him, I did.
It took four orgasms for me to calm down.
Thankfully, Jaxson had the stamina to keep up with me and let me fuck him into the ground.
When we both finally came, as he fucked me up against the tile wall of the shower, I melted in his arms. My body was fully sated, and I was damn well ready for that nap.
“Please tell me we still have some time to get some sleep,” I murmured as Jaxson toweled me off.
He laughed, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “You’re lucky we have a few more hours. Otherwise, we’d be having you guzzle down some energy drinks to keep you awake.”
“But we don’t have to do that, right?” I pressed, grabbing his face, squishing it together so he looked like a fish. “Right?”
“Right,” he said as clearly as he could with his face smashed together.
Smiling, I pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “That’s so good. Otherwise, I would have been hell to deal with.”
Rolling his eyes, he let me go, and I didn’t bother to put on anything as I jumped back on the bed and snuggled under the covers.