Chapter 13
"Your body is so beautiful." His breath grazes over my moist folds. He's helped me climax with his tongue and lips and I'm already feeling so spent. "I need to make you come again."
"No," I pull the word from somewhere deep within me. He was waiting for me at the door when I got home from work. Naked and waiting. He'd licked me until I came right there on the spot after he pulled my jeans and panties off. Now, he's done it again, not twenty minutes later in our bed.
"No?" He traces a pointed path with his tongue over my swollen *. "You want me to make you come again."
"I can't." I try to sound as though I mean the words, but I don't. I can't ever get enough of Jax pleasing me. He knows my body better than I do. He knows how to bring me to the edge of an intense orgasm with just a few strokes of his skilled tongue. He also knows how to push me past my limits so I feel more pleasure than I ever imagined was possible.
He ignores my protests and pulls my ass off the bed so he can devour me. I almost scream at the sensation of his lips coursing hot over my *. I pull on his hair, wanting him to take more. I'm already so close again. I don't know how I can come so easily under his touch. "Jax." His name is drawn across my lips like a breathless whisper.
He moans as he sucks on my * and I pull harder on his hair.
"God, please," I'm almost whimpering from the sensations. It's so much. I can't take it. I feel as though I'm going to plunge off the edge of a cliff into pleasure so deep that I won't be able to breathe. "Please."
He pushes two fingers inside me in one swift movement and I come instantly. I claw at his shoulder, wanting him to stop. Needing him to give me time to feel and breathe.
"I have to f*ck you." The words are so direct. It's not a request. It's a command.
I lay still, unable to pull any strength from my limbs. He flips me over quickly, pushing my shoulders down so my back arches. I feel his lips skirt the edge of my ass cheek before his hand glides over my wetness.
"F*ck. You're so ready." He plunges balls deep into me and I scream from the pain. It's so much. He's so wide and long. I'll never adjust to his size. I'll always feel the tender bite of pleasure mixed with the raw pain of being stretched past my limits.
"Jax." I barely spit out the word before I feel another orgasm rolling through me. It's never been like this. I've never felt so many sensations so intensely before.
He quickens his thrusts and pushes on my back, pulling my ass even higher. "This is too good, beautiful,” he groans loudly. "I'm going to f*ck you forever."
I push back at the sound of the words. I want that. I want to be his forever.
"Ivy," he growls my name through a deep moan and I arch my back more. I want him to take this pleasure from me. I want him to feel it too just like I did. I need that for him. I crave it more than anything.
"Touch your *." He rubs his hand across my mound. "Touch it."
I pull my hand back to circle my fingers over my swollen *oris. His hand joins mine and he applies even more pressure. He wants me to come again. He wants me to take more from him.
"Oh, god, yes." My voice is a breathless whisper. I feel as though I'm lost in the pleasure. It's all so much. "I have to come."
"Not yet." He pounds me harder. "Together. Ivy, together."
I nod into the pillow. I push back, matching his rhythm. Our hands are interwoven teasing my *.
"You're mine." He pulls his hand back and pulls on my thigh. "You'll always be mine."
His words push me to the brink. I can't stop my body's reaction. "Now," I blurt the word out with a loud moan.
"Now," he screams as he races to the edge and fills me with his desire just as I fall into a heap onto the bed.