He lifts himself slightly, moving to the side, his gaze on my sex again. He lightly pets me, and I heat all over again. Never have I been aroused so fast after an orgasm before, but never have I been with Jaxon.
“The truth is, Row. I want…no…” He glances up at me as he shakes his head. “I need my cock in here.” A fast breath and then, “Tell me you need it too.”
“I need it too,” I say without any hesitation.
He sits up, and I do the same. Then I stand, expecting him to take me upstairs, but he has other ideas. He reaches out, and in a fast move, grips my panties. I turn toward him, and the intensity on his face sends heat rippling through me.
“These have to go.”
“Yes.”
He slowly pulls them down, and I widen my legs a bit. He groans as he exposes my sex and with my panties hugging my thighs, he leans in and breathes in my aroused scent as his mouth grazes my stomach.
He goes back to my panties, dragging them far too slowly and I want to tell him to hurry, that this slow seduction is killing me, but I think that’s all part of the foreplay.
“Jax,” I moan.
“Yeah, baby?” A beat and then, “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
Does he want me to talk dirty to him? Dammit, I’m not even sure I have that in me, but I guess now is the perfect time to try.
“I want your cock inside me. I want you to stretch me as you go deep.”
“Christ,” he groans and that one word, and the agony I hear in it, gives me all the encouragement I need.
“I actually want to ride you, Jaxon. I want to sit on your lap, put my breasts in your face, and have you suck on my nipples as I ride you and take what I want.”
“Holy fuck, Row.”
“I want to rub my clit on your pelvis, I want to grind against you as you fuck me.”
With hands that are suddenly urgent, he quickly pulls my panties to my feet and I lift one foot at a time, slowly, torturing him the same way he just tortured me. A grin I have no control over tugs at my lips as he groans and tosses my panties away. I step back, inching away as I slide a hand between my legs, my damp lips hugging my finger as I slide it between the seam.
“How did I do with the dirty talk?” I tease.
“Fucking A-plus,” he grunts. “Now get your sweet fucking ass over here.” I step toward him on shaky legs and one of his hands goes to my hip as his other goes to his cock. “Put your legs on either side of me, and let me watch how your pussy spreads open for me.”
Oh God, he’s way better at dirty talk and I love it.
I do as he asks, and poise myself over his rock-hard cock. He grips both of my hips now, controlling my movement and my body relaxes, trusting him completely. I wiggle and push against him, rubbing my needy pussy against his chest, and he gifts my flesh with wet, open-mouthed kisses.
He allows me to stimulate my clit for a second, and then he’s pulling me down onto his cock. His thick crown breaches my opening and I moan, my eyes closing, my head going back as he gives me a minute to adjust to his thickness.
“Jaxon, I love these lessons,” I murmur.
“Good, because I love giving them.” He pulls me down more, moving me around so easily. My hands go to his shoulders, and I take pleasure in the way his muscles move as he slowly inches into me.
His cock stretches me, and he rests his head against the back of the sofa. I glance down, reveling in the way his long shaft disappears inside my body. His hips lift, and he pulls me down hard, the tip of his crown hitting my cervix and sending ripples of pleasure through my body. He goes still inside me, his face contorted like he’s trying to get himself under control, and the fact that he’s struggling not to lose it, tugs at a deeper need inside me.
“Jaxon,” I moan, and lean into him, my lips finding his.
“Babe,” he breathes out, his big hands going around my body, his strong fingers spreading on my back as he holds me with a tenderness I’ve never felt before...him.
We stay still for a long moment, our mouths simply touching, our breaths mingling. He’s so thick inside me, and I take pleasure in the way he fills me. After a moment, I wiggle, and his fingers bite into my skin.
“Christ, Row. You feel so good.”
I move a little more, shifting forward and backward, learning what my body likes in this position. A little moan catches in my throat.