“I need to know,” I answer huskily as I imagine her fantasizing about me. She licks her lips while looking at mine, and fuck, I’m a short few seconds from losing it.
“Two words you said right before you claimed my lips.” Her eyes trace my lips before darting back up to my eyes. “Do you remember?”
“Yes,” I pant out, my gaze playing the same game with hers. They dance back and forth between her eyes and lips, seeking the permission I need as I slowly close the distance.
“Say them again, Jaxon,” she whispers so softly that I can’t fight it anymore.
“Fuck. It.” I whisper back, each word emphasized before I let my teeth graze her bottom lip ever so slightly. She whimpers, then there’s no turning back. My lips taste her bitten lip before pressing firmly to them both. Her fingers drag slowly across my pec and up my neck into my hair, and I groan low in the back of my throat as I tease the seam of her mouth. Holly doesn't hesitate and opens, letting the tip of my tongue dance with hers.My arm around her shoulder drops and pulls her body up flush against me, and that’s when I feel the heat of her sex against my hip as her thigh rubs insistently across my cock. I allow my fingers on her thigh to creep up just a little, enough that I’m slipping beneath the fabric. She doesn’t protest, so I slip them up a little further, right under the crease of her ass.
“Feel for yourself,” she pants into our kiss. “I’m done fighting it, Jax.”
Chapter 11
Jaxon
The admission and green light from her lips along with the sound of my name has me spiraling. I whimper into her mouth as my fingers skim up over her bare ass cheek. I’m pretty sure I’ve died and gone to heaven. So soft, so supple, and all fucking mine for the night. I squeeze lightly once, sucking in her soft moan as I allow my palm to rise higher over her curves, tracing her body until I reach the underside of a naked breast. A low, appreciative rumble sounds deep in my throat as I slip my thumb across her nipple, and she shivers in my arms, a needy whine answering back to me.
“Cupcakes. You smell like fucking cupcakes,” I whisper along her lips, then pull back. “Oh, I like that for a nickname.”
“Like I said, it’s my lotion,” she breathes out as my mouth travels the length of her neck.
“You taste as sweet as I remember.”
“Good,” she answers mindlessly.
“You feel perfect in my hands,” I toss back huskily, pulling her astride me. She grinds against my cock as both of my hands explore, running up her thighs, sinking below the hem to slideup all of her luscious curves. I cup her breasts, and she tilts her head back. I press a kiss to her throat before bending to suck a nipple into my mouth through my shirt. She lets out a soft cry, and my brain short-circuits from the sound.
“Lift your arms, Cupcake. I need to see you,” I demand before crashing my lips back to hers. Fuck, she’s perfect. This moment is perfect. She pulls away slightly to raise her arms, and I oblige us both, slipping the cool fabric up over her flesh. The lighting from the TV is just right, bouncing across her skin, and I could fucking look at her like this forever.
“Wow.” The choked whisper croaks from my throat as I drink her curves in and burn them into my memory. I better not fuck this up.
“Jaxon…” she answers roughly, affected by my response to her. She reaches out with a fingertip to trace the ink on my left bicep before traveling across my chest, fingers splaying to explore the light dusting of hair along my pecs. The heat unfurling in my stomach has it clenching and my cock jerking against her in response. It’s straining to get free from my boxers. She looks down at the tip of me exposed beneath the waistband and bites her lip.
These moments of anticipation are a sweet torture I both want to drag out and end in the same breath. My fingers ghost up along the inside of her thighs, and I watch with rapt fascination as her eyes widen and her mouth parts, a breathy little gasp escaping when I let my thumbs spread her open just a little wider against me. I take a deep breath, looking down between us to see that tight little bud peeking out, begging to be touched.
“Damn, that’s a pretty cunt.”
Holly’s breath hitches in her throat as I rub my thumbs gently across her outer lips, my dirty words clearly affecting her.
“Drag that pretty little clit up my cock,” I command, rolling my gaze up to hers. She shivers, goosebumps skittering across her skin, and I smirk at her lewdly. “Let me see.” She leans back, and I spread her lips again, groaning at the way my thumbs slip a little this time.
Holly’s little pants are driving me wild, testing my resolve to prolong the anticipation. When she rocks her hips forward, dragging that perky, little bud up my shaft, I inhale with her before tracing her slick lips again. She shudders as I lean forward and press a kiss to her collarbone, continuing my little tease as I look up at her. Her tits heave against my jaw as she squirms against my fingertips. When I graze her entrance, she gasps widely as I suck a pert nipple into my mouth, never letting my gaze leave hers. Her brows slam together with pleasure, and a shuddery huff of air bursts from her lungs as I let my finger finally slip over her clit. It all has me moaning against her breast with anticipation.
“You are dripping for me.”And fucking trembling.
“Jaxon, I–”
“What do you want, Sweetheart?” I ask gutturally as my fingers trace down toward her entrance again. I feel her muscles tense as she whimpers, and I groan, already imagining that around my cock. I knew the nickname would grow on her. I grasp her ass in my palms, kneading her soft skin, spreading her wide as I wait for her words. I sit up and take her mouth, rumbling like a savage when my fingertips slip back down toward her center, and I’m met with slickness before I even get there. She has no words, just these gaspy little pants that I can’t take anymore. I want to hear moans, groans, begging whimpers, cries, and fucking screams. Grasping her slick thighs and ass, I flip her over on her back. She squeaks at the manhandling and sinks into the bed, opening her mouth wide for my tongue to plunder.
“No words?”
She softly mewls, need blinding her ability to think. I fucking love it.
“Then show me. Send me where you want me.”
I bend to press a hot kiss to the base of her throat, and she moans, spurring me further. I press another between her breasts, watching as her teeth graze her lip. I take that as a cue and draw a lazy circle around a nipple with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth. Her back arches beneath me, her thighs spreading wider and softly bucking against me. I answer, pressing my throbbing cock against her center, enjoying the elated hum she lets out. When I flick my tongue over her other nipple, the way I plan to do to her clit, her fingers delve into my hair, tugging me closer as Holly arches her breast further into my mouth, wanting more. I close my lips around it, sucking deeply again, and she spreads wider for me below.
I wrap her leg around my hip, letting my fingertips dance back up her thigh to tease her wet slit grinding against me from behind. At first contact, she lets out a victorious little cry that has me grinning against her tit.