His mouth moves to my neck, his words muffled when he murmurs, “I want you to take what you need, Row. Move your body, learn what you like, and tell me exactly what you need me to do to make it better.”
“What about what you like?”
His laugh is gruff and raspy. “I like it all. I’m so fucking close to losing it, it’s insane.”
This is all insane. Being with him. His cock in my body. My heart a little too much involved.
But I don’t say any of that. Instead, I lift a little, and as he slides out of me, a hard quiver rocks me.
“Oh yeah,” he murmurs. “You like how that feels, huh?”
“Yeah, I do. But I bet I like this more.” I push down, hard and fast and he fills me, his tip hitting my cervix again. My thoughts spiral, and I ignite.
“Babe, fuck yeah.”
I repeat the movement, up and down, up and down, and he simply holds me, allows me to experiment and experience. He stays fully erect, and he sits still, letting me play on his cock, like I’m a feral feline and he’s my scratching post.
His grip on me tightens as I ride him, but then he tilts my body, angling my hips and my clit brushes against him with each downward movement.
“Oh.”
He grins at me. “Better?”
“Much.” I move, taking what I need until my thighs burn, and that’s when he takes over. He pulls me down and holds me there for a moment as he takes one nipple into his mouth for a hard suck. I arch into him, grind against him as he switches to the other breast.
But then, when he begins moving me like I weigh nothing, I grip his shoulders to hang on. He pushes me up, pulls me down, and even though he’s grunting, this is still all about me. I can see it on his face, feel it in my body.
“Rub your hot little pussy all over me,” he grunts and I do. Caring nothing about finesse or how I look or sound, I let him move me around and I begin to move with him. Grinding, rotating, all focus on my body and the pleasure building inside me.
I dip my head, seeing the way he’s staring at me, and that’s when I lose it. “Jax,” I murmur, my mouth finding his as a powerful quake of pleasure rocks me.
“Jesus,” he growls. “So tight.”
My muscles ripple around his cock as he pulls me down tight, and holds me in place as I erupt around him. I concentrate on each glorious pulse, and his hands race over my back, filling me with a new kind of heat. I breathe deeply and drop my face to his shoulder, where I nibble gently until the waves subside.
I’m still gasping when I lift my head, and his smile, the sheer pleasure in his eyes—because I orgasmed—totally messes with my mind and heart.
“Babe, you are incredible.” He brushes my damp hair back, and when I move my hips, he sucks in a sharp breath and closes his eyes.
“I want your cum inside me, Jax.”
Another fast breath as his hands go back to my waist and before I know it, he’s moving me again, this time taking what he needs and I take incredible joy in that. I let him move me, rotate my body, pull me down on his cock until his entire body is vibrating.
“Yes, Jaxon. Just like that, take what you need and fill me with your cum.”
“Row,” he grunts out, lifting me once, twice and then shooting off inside me as he pulls me down and holds me still. I collapse against his shoulder again as he pulses and throbs inside my body, the warmth of his release searing me from the inside out.
We hold each other for a long moment, and when my thighs begin to stiffen, I lift myself and he winces as his beautiful, semi-hard cock slips from my body. I glance down and grin when I see the sticky mess. I kind of like it.
“Let me clean you up.”
He picks me up, carries me to his bed, and disappears into the bathroom. I stretch out like a satisfied cat and listen to the water running. A few minutes later, he comes back.
“Legs open.”
I do as he says and my heart tumbles in my chest when he puts the cloth between my legs and washes me. I gulp a little, working to hide the unexpected storm of emotions rolling through me. The way this man takes care of me…I don’t even have the words for it. But damn, I like it so much and a girl who’s used to taking care of everything herself sure could get used to this.
Once he finishes, I stare at his backside as he goes back to the bathroom and I give a little satisfied moan when he finally slides in next to me.