Chapter 28 Faye #2
“Are you ready for me, ljos (light)?” He grabbed the back of my neck, biting my bottom lip.
“Yes,” I begged him, needing him this very instant.
He untied me from the metal pole, but still kept my hands tied.
He turned me around, making me lay on my knees, my ass in the air for him to take.
He lifted my dress, slapping my ass hard, making my plump cheeks jiggle and leaving a red hand print.
I gasped as it both stung, and made me throb sensually.
Jax slowly stuck two digits into me as I moaned at his touch, and he slapped my ass again hard.
“Fuck!” I panted, feeling the arousal from the sting on my cheeks yet again, my wet core wept for him relentlessly. I clenched around his fingers. Jax ran his thumb over my clit as I rocked my hips back and forth, needy and volatile.
“You’re so wet for me,” he said, taking his fingers slowly out of me and putting it in his mouth, savoring the taste.
I just watched, needy, wanting more of his touch, my core wanting his cock with desperation while I laid on the stack of hay, my ass in the air.
Jax bent down to his knees, lifting me closer to his mouth, kissing and licking at my inner thighs, taunting me with his tongue.
He slowly kissed his way to my pulsing clit.
“Is this what you want, baby girl?” he asked seductively, his lips so close to my slit I could feel his warm breath. “Hmm, you want me to devour your pussy?” My pussy was drenched for him. I couldn’t deny him even if I tried, my arousal was slick all over my inner thighs.
“Yes, please, please, touch me,” I whispered, my flesh taut, nodding and begging him to take me.
“I’ve waited so long to taste you again.
I am going to make this slow and torturous for you, Faye.
I want you to watch me devour you, as you combust into my mouth like a river.
I want you to remember who this pussy belongs to, do you understand?
” Jaxon kissed above my mound, slowly leaving trails of hot, tempered kisses around my sensitive aroused flesh.
He knew exactly what he was doing and I fucking loved it.
Jax waited for my response. “Use your words, little light.” Jax pecked at my clit.
“Yes, I understand,” I moaned mercilessly, panting between each word, more desperate than ever for him.
Jax dipped his head while he kept his hazel eyes interlocked on mine. He wasn’t kidding, he really wanted me to watch while he ate my pussy. Oh my fuck. He kissed my throbbing flesh slowly, teasing me with his warm velvet tongue until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Say you missed me, Faye.” Jax looked up at me between my thighs, full of lust. His mouth was covered with my juices. I needed him. There was no denying this moment any longer.
“I missed you,” I breathed heavily, meaning every damn word. He covered my wet slit with his warm mouth, groaning and slurping as he licked away at me, while his fingers made their way in and out of me. I could feel my core at his knuckles. Jax teased my swollen, aching clit with his tongue.
“You taste so good, baby, just like I remember. So sweet and juicy,” Jax groaned as he grabbed my thighs, hard and rough. My hips rocked. I dug my fingers into the hay, moaning with ecstasy while he continued to lap at my throbbing center.
As I was grinding my drenched core into his mouth, Jax took a hand to my nipple and began tugging on it while he licked my clit, pumping me with his soaked fingers.
I was feeling so overwhelmed and stimulated with pleasure, moaning blissfully as I felt the warm rapture build inside of me.
“That’s it, come for me.” I jerked on his tongue, and Jax continued to lap at my sensitive clit like he was parched.
I moaned loud, finishing on his silky coated tongue.
Jax stood with his cock so hard it imprinted in his dress pants.
He grabbed my throat, kissing me deep and fierce, spitting into my mouth, a sweet concoction of my come and his spit.
I took it all on my tongue, with my mouth wide open. “Do you taste that, Faye?”
Yes,” I said, nodding in a fever of orgasmic bliss.
“Swallow it,” he demanded, and grabbed my throat with his tattooed fingers. With no hesitation, I swallowed our mix of sin, completely out of breath.
“You came on my tongue, now suck it off like a good girl,” Jax demanded, as he slapped my sensitive core and put his fingers back in my drenched swollen slit, my legs still spread wide open for him as they quivered.
Jax laid me down on the stack of hay, facing him with my legs spread open.
I did as I was told, devouring my cum off his lathered tongue as he groaned into my mouth—the sweet nectar coated both of our tongues.
I rubbed his thick, pulsating length through his pants the best I could with my hands still tied, as he fucked me with his digits.
I sucked on his tongue, wishing it was his thick cock taking up space in my mouth.
My pussy was drenched and wide open for him to take, yet again.
I couldn’t get enough of this man. “Are you gonna come for me again, baby?” Jax grabbed my chin, making me look at him with my legs still spread and my cum all over my lips.
He continued to pump into my aching wet pussy.
“My gods, look at you, so desperate to come again. My poor girl needs to be fucked don’t you?
” His words hurtled me towards another intoxicating orgasm.
“Come all over my fingers, little ljos, so I can give you a taste.” I bucked against his fingers where his knuckles were deep inside me, hitting that sweet spot, my full breasts bouncing with every motion, coming unraveled as I moaned, my hips jerking at the sensitivity, giving into sweet sin as it overpowered me.
“That’s it, baby girl.” He took his fingers out from me slowly, glistening.
“Open your mouth,” he demanded. I obeyed, opening my mouth wide for him, sticking my tongue out as he put his soaked digits into mouth, making me gag, my eyes watering.
“Taste how good you are.” I nodded, lost in sin, taken by my orgasm.
“That’s my good girl.” Jax gently smacked my cheek, sliding my thong back to its rightful position and untying my hands.
I laid there, panting and flush, my breasts out and my pussy on display.
Was I a whore? I needed more from him, I needed to witness him coming in me, making me his fuck toy.
I wanted so badly to please him, to show him how much I missed him.
How much I desperately still ached to be his good girl.
I needed more. I needed his cock inside me.
I began rubbing his hard length over his dress pants, unzipping them.
Jax swatted my hands away and groaned, displeased.
“If you continue to be good, I’ll give you my cock.
But not tonight. That is your punishment, do you understand, Faye?
” he said, whispering and groaning into my mouth.
I twirled my eyes. This man seriously wasn’t going to fuck me? The actual disrespect.
“You’ve been playing with me, Faye, like I’m your little toy.
I will show you who’s the little toy.” He grabbed my face and kissed my mouth like a madman.
“What a delicacy,” he moaned, still hard as a rock, cleaning his mouth of my finish.
“I know you may have forgotten, but you are mine, Robles,” he said, adjusting himself in his dress pants.
“I belong to no man, cowboy.” I snickered at him, sliding my dress back up and covering my breasts.
“I am no man, Faye,” he stated sternly. I was bewildered by that comment as he stared right into my quivering soul.
“Don’t look at me like that, Grimwood,” I said, still coming down from my orgasms.
“Like what, as if I didn’t just make you come twice. You’re welcome by the way.” Jax smirked.
I was rendered speechless. He helped me up off the hay that had imprinted itself on my skin. Ouch.
“We should get back,” I said, adjusting my sex hair. He kissed me deathly sweet on my cheek, as if the last ten minutes didn’t just happen. Like he didn’t just lick me clean and finger-fuck me in his barn.
“Just like old times.” Jax winked at me, proud of himself.
“You’re impossible, Grimwood,” I said, smirking feverishly.
“I never thought I’d have you naked in my barn again, so not nearly as impossible as you’d think,” he said.
I chucked my boot at him and he dodged it.
“What? I’m just saying.” Jax chuckled devilishly.
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell Pop you finished on this stack of hay.
Not like it wouldn’t be the first time.”
“Jax, that’s not funny.” We both looked at each other, cracking up.
How is it that this man could have me on the edge of climax one minute, and laughing the next?
We walked back to the party all hot and bothered.
But I felt more pieced back together than I had in years and that scared me.
There, without question, was still explosive chemistry between us. A connection we could no longer deny.