Chapter 17
SAXON
The kiss didn’t stay gentle for long.
I didn’t ease her into it. Didn’t hold back or pretend I wasn’t starving for more.
My hands dropped to her hips, my fingers flexing through the soft knit of her sweater as I shifted beneath her, moving so she went from sitting sideways on my lap to straddling me.
Her breath hitched as I guided her forward.
She slid into place like her body knew what we needed better than her mind did. Her knees bracketed my thighs, her legs spreading slowly until her center was pressed right over the thick line of my cock. The stretch of denim between us added friction. The tease of heat where I wanted her bare.
I didn’t move at first. Just let her feel my length. How hard I was already. How fucking desperate I was to bury myself inside her and never come up for air again.
Her fingers gripped the front of my hoodie, and when her hips shifted just a fraction, her breath broke on a gasp that sounded like it came from somewhere deep inside her.
My hold on her tightened, and my voice dropped to a rough rasp against her ear. “Feel what you do to me, Sunshine. My cock’s been hard since the second I saw you.”
She trembled, her forehead resting against mine. Her lashes fluttered as her hips rocked instinctively, her body already chasing the friction like she couldn’t help it.
“That’s it.” My hold on her hips tightened, my fingers digging deep enough to bruise. I moved her exactly how I wanted her. Up and down, slow enough to make her shiver. “This is mine, Sunshine. All of it. You move how I say, come when I say, and no one touches you but me.”
Her mouth opened like she wanted to speak, but forgot how. Her breath caught in her throat instead.
I didn’t look away, and her eyes stayed locked on mine. I wanted her to see how gone I was for her. How nothing and no one else existed for me. Not the past. Not the future. Just this moment. Just her.
She rolled her hips again, slower this time. Her lips parted on a soft, involuntary moan that just about finished me. Then she bit her lip, stifling another sound of pleasure.
“Don’t you dare hold back,” I growled as I grabbed a fistful of her sweater at the small of her back and held her flush against me. “I want to hear the way I make you feel with every moan, whimper, and fucking scream.”
She nodded and moved harder. Her thighs tightened, and her hips rocked in a dirty rhythm that sent blood roaring through every inch of my body. My cock throbbed beneath her, straining against the layers between us. Aching for the heat I could already feel.
She wasn’t just wet. She was drenched.
“So needy already,” I grunted. “My sweet little sunshine’s filthy under all that softness, huh?”
I caught her mouth again in a rough and dirty kiss. My tongue swept in, and I felt her moan skitter down my spine. Her nails scraped the back of my neck, and her chest pressed even closer.
That was it. I needed more.
My hands slid up her back and under the hem of that sweater I already hated for covering her up. I wanted skin and heat. To feel her arch into my touch.
My fingers found bare skin and traced the curve of her spine and the dip of her waist. Then my palms skimmed up ribs and touched nothing but warm, silky skin.
Son of a bitch. She wasn’t wearing a damn bra.
Ivy gasped when I yanked the sweater over her head and cupped her breasts, my thumbs brushing over the pebbled peaks.
Then I pulled my mouth from hers, dropped my head, and licked a slow line from her throat to the swell of her breast. My thumbs circled again, firmer now, and she whimpered.
It was a broken, needy sound that had my cock kicking hard in my jeans and nearly undid me completely.
“Fuck,” I breathed against her skin. “These tits are perfect.”
Her fingers threaded into my hair when I sucked her nipple into my mouth and used my tongue to torment the tight little bud until her hips started rolling again.
“You like that, Sunshine? Like my hands on your tits while you ride my cock like this?”
“Yes,” she whispered, the mix of sultry and innocent in her voice causing my cock to weep.
I switched to the other breast, biting gently, then soothing with my tongue before my hands dropped to her hips. Gripping tightly, I rolled her down on my cock again, hard enough to make her cry out.
“That’s it.” I dragged my mouth back up her throat and bit the edge of her jaw before pulling her ear between my teeth. “Ride me, Sunshine. Soak me through. You feel that cock under you? That’s yours. All yours.”
She moved faster now, her hips rolling in little desperate circles, the friction driving her straight to the edge. My cock throbbed with every grind, dying for relief but loving every second of her falling apart on top of me.
“I need—” she gasped, her voice catching.
“More?” I rasped, lips brushing her ear. “I’ll give you everything, baby. You just keep moving those hips and let me feel it.”
Her movements became wilder, and it nearly broke me.
I slid my hands down her sides and hooked my thumbs into her waistband, tugging her jeans loose. She lifted her hips without hesitation, and I peeled the denim down and pushed her panties to the side, just enough to expose what I wanted. What was mine.
Heat spilled against my fingertips the second I touched her. She was fucking soaked.
I dragged my finger through her folds until she gasped my name. Her thighs trembled, and she clutched at my shoulders like she couldn’t steady herself. Then I brought my finger to my mouth, sucked it clean, tasting her on my tongue and humming low in my throat.
She pressed herself harder against my hand, and her nails dug into my shoulder. Her thighs pressed in, chasing every inch of contact.
“I’m gonna take my time with you.” I licked a slow stripe up the center of her chest before biting gently at the edge of her jaw. “Make sure you feel me long before I’m inside.”
Her jeans were halfway off now, bunched around her thighs, her panties pushed aside, her heat pressed against the heel of my hand. And I was hanging on by a thread.
I slid her pants the rest of the way down, dragging the soaked lace of her panties with them. The fabric clung to her for a second, then gave way with a wet little snap that made my cock kick behind my zipper.
“Can’t wait to have your sweet pussy in my mouth, baby.”
She moaned and rocked against me, her legs trembling with anticipation.
And whatever leash I’d had wrapped around my control snapped.
I caught her around the waist, lifted her like she weighed nothing, and flipped her onto her back on the couch. She landed with a soft gasp, her dark hair fanned out, and her eyes wide and shining up at me.
I dropped to my knees between her legs, grabbed her knees, and shoved them wide. She was flushed dark pink and dripping for me, and the scent of her need shot straight to my cock.
I growled low in my throat, shoved her clothes the rest of the way off, and gripped her thighs tight. Then I went all in—tongue first, no teasing, no buildup.
Just devouring.
She cried out, her hips jolting up before I locked her down. I shoved her legs up and rested her feet on the couch at her sides, opening her even more and giving me the best fucking view I’d ever had.
“That’s it, Sunshine,” I mumbled against her flesh before sucking on each tender fold. “Take it as I give you.”
And she did. Every flick of my tongue. Each swirl around that swollen little clit made her sob. But she still bucked her pelvis, looking for more.
“Taste so fucking sweet.” I bit the inside of her thigh before diving back in. “I could live between these thighs.”
Her heels dug into the cushions. One hand clawed at the armrest, the other fisted into her own hair, like she was trying to hold herself together but failing miserably. She arched again, and I sucked hard, my tongue rolling over her clit as her whole body trembled under my grip.
“Tell me what you need.” I licked deep, my tongue plunging into her and dragging out more sweet juices. “Tell me who’s making you feel this good.”
“You,” she gasped, her voice shaking. “Saxon, yes! More, please, more—”
“That’s it. That’s my girl.” I latched on again, licking and sucking with zero mercy. “You gonna come in my mouth, like a good girl?”
Her answer was a scream.
Her back arched off the couch, thighs shaking so hard I had to press down harder to hold her in place. Her cry split the room, raw and hoarse and full of my name.
“Saxon! Oh, Saxon! Yes, yes, yes!”
The words spilled from her in a choked chant, over and over until she shattered.
But I didn’t stop. I licked her through it, drinking every drop until her body collapsed against the cushions like she’d been ravaged from the inside out. Her chest heaved, her arms were limp at her sides, her mouth was parted.
When she opened her eyes again, it was still there. Need. Only hungrier now.
Because I hadn’t given her everything yet.
She needed my cock.
I stood and stripped fast, my cock springing free, flushed and slick at the tip, heavy with need. I scooped her in my arms, her body limp but still clinging to me. Her legs wrapped around me instinctively as I walked her down the hall.
When her hips shifted, I felt the smear of her arousal on my stomach and grinned. “Feel that, Sunshine? Your body knows who I belong to. Marking me, getting me wet and messy with your come.”
I shouldered open her bedroom door, stalked to the bed, and threw the covers back. Then I laid her down in the middle of the mattress and stepped back to let my gaze sweep over my prize.
Ivy looked up at me, her lashes still clumped from her earlier tears, wide lips parted, and glowing like a woman who’d already been worshipped but still wasn’t satisfied.