“Oh yeah.” I take my dick into my hand. “A big fucking problem.”
22
Rowyn
I wiggle as Jaxon takes his cock into his hand and strokes it. My entire body heats, and I grow damp between my legs. My God, I need a ‘truth’ and I need it fast, because if he doesn’t bury his face between my legs in the next few minutes, I’m going to spontaneously combust. I thought leaving my panties on to tease him would be fun, now I just wish I could touch myself the same way he’s touching his big, beautiful cock that I so desperately want pounding me deep.
He lets his cock go, his face twisted in agony when he reaches for the remote. “Let’s keep going?”
You’re doing this to him, girlfriend.
“Okay,” I manage to push the word past my lips and sit beside him as that thought thrills me. I squeeze my thighs together, seeking any kind of release and his gaze drops to my thighs, a knowing grin on his face. We watch for what feels like eternity. Early on in the movie, the rules were constantly popping up, now not so much and it’s the worst kind of torture.
I let out an audible sigh that brings a smile to his face when another rule finally races across the screen. “Truth,” I blurt out.
“Okay, Rowyn, tell me. What would you like done to you, or what would you like to do to me?"
I tap my chin, pretending I’m in deep thought and his grin grows, because of course he knows what I want. This man is astute. He pays attention. What more could a girl ask for in a partner? Not that we’re real partners or anything but still…
“I think I’d like to feel your mouth between my legs.”
In a move that makes me gasp, he grips my thighs and tugs until I’m lying on my back. My breath comes faster now, as he licks his lips and turns his focus to the needy spot between my legs.
“Mmm…” he murmurs. I can’t believe he wants this as much as I do.
“Oh God,” I bite out. He nips at the lace on my panties and I wiggle, trying to work them free. But he has other devious ideas, like trying to kill me with arousal.
Using his teeth, he tugs on my panties, pulling them up instead of down, but damn the way they press against my clit comes with so much pleasure. He lets them go, and puts his mouth on my sex, licking me through the fabric. I go up on my elbows to watch as he buries his face against me, his breath so hot on my flesh that I warm from the inside out. Everything this man does, every time he touches me flips my world upside down—makes me want things I never allowed myself to want before.
He pushes my panties to the side, exposing my most private parts to him and I flop back down when his hot, wet mouth closes over my sex. He slowly drags his tongue from bottom to top, and I wiggle, needing more. He finally, finally laps at my clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure.
“Yes, Jax,” I murmur and toss my head from side to side.
Somewhere from deep between my legs his muffled voice wraps around me. “This what you wanted to feel?”
“God, yes.”
“I love that you know what you want and that you’re asking for it. It’s so sexy.”
I honestly had no idea that it was a turn on. But would it be like this with other men? Do I even care? I don’t think I do, and I know I don’t want to be thinking about any other man, not when I’m with Jaxon like this.
Not even when we’re not like this.
Damn.
He inserts a finger and as my thoughts collapse, I give a silent prayer that I didn’t have to go another round with our game to feel him inside me. I moan, and he takes my clit into his mouth as he crooks his finger and finds that hot bundle of nerves that craves his touch.
“Jax,” I cry out, my release building as he touches me with deft fingers, like he’s known my body forever.
“I want your cum all over my face,” he bluntly tells me and I go up on my elbows again to find his head angled, his eyes on mine.
“Yes please,” is all I can manage and his chuckle vibrates through me as he focuses back in on pleasuring me. He deepens the pressure on my clit, and I fall back again and take my breasts into my hands as he sets out to ruin me. His tongue works, his teeth nip and he inserts another finger for a deliciously snug fit.
I close my eyes, concentrating only on the things he’s doing to me and a moment later, the world explodes behind my eyes. I gasp, my eyes opening again and I glance down to see his face buried deep as I ride out the powerful waves. I rake one hand in his hair and he pushes against me, like he too has been craving my touch.
I pulse and convulse like a thousand fireworks exploding at once, and as soon as I finish riding out the pleasure, he slowly, almost reluctantly lifts his head. But the second I see the look on his face, see the need, the desire, but most importantly the tenderness when he looks at me, I know he’s desperate for more, and I’m desperate to give it to him.
I take the remote, pause the movie and toss it to the side. “Tell me a truth,” I murmur my heart doing weird things in my chest.