“Gonna what?” I bite back a smile.
“Pee,” she whispers.
Fuck! Me! I am going to blow my load in her any second. I rub my hand over her back. “You’re not going to pee. I promise.”
“But it feels so intense,” she hisses as I start to gently rock my hips into her again. “Oh, Jax! I am,” she groans.
“You’re not. Just relax, Luce. I got you. Let go.”
My words are all the permission she needs and as I drive into her one last time, she comes with a roar and a sweet release of her juices as she squirts all over me and the bed. Being drenched in her cum and knowing I am the only man who has ever made her do that makes my balls tighten and I follow straight after her, filling her with my own release as I hold onto both of her hips and drain every last drop into her, grinding out every second of the high I’m on.
When I’m done, I pull out of her and lie on the bed, pulling her onto my chest and brushing her hair back from her face.
We lie together, completely spent, our bodies damp with sweat as we catch our breaths.
“What was that, Jax?” she eventually asks.
“You squirted, baby. Have you never heard of it before?”
“Oh,” she giggles. “I have, but I’ve never done it. I honestly thought I was going to pee.”
I laugh with her. “It definitely wasn’t pee.”
She lifts her head and looks at me, her eyes all wide and innocent-looking despite what we’ve just done. “I kind of didn’t care though,” she says as her cheeks flush pink.
I arch an eyebrow at her and she chews on her lip.
“I mean. I really didn’t want to pee on you, but—”
“But?”
“You told me to let go and I trusted you. That’s a big deal for me,” she whispers. “I have never trusted anyone like that before.”
“I am fucking honored that you trust me, baby,” I say before I kiss her forehead. “You have no idea how much it means to me that you do.”
“Hmm,” she mumbles as she nestles her head against my chest. “We need to take a shower and change the sheets.”
“Soon.” I wrap my arm around her. “Right now, I’m enjoying lying here in a pool of your cum.”
“Jax,” she giggles.
“But that’s exactly what it is,” I laugh. “Did you enjoy your first ass fucking?”
“Yes,” she whispers. “I love you, Jax.”
“I love you too,” I say as I stroke her hair. She’s far too good for me, but now that she’s mine, I’m never letting her go.
Iwake in the night with Lucia lying on me. I don’t mean lying next to me, snuggled against my chest like she usually is, I mean actually lying on top of me, her arms and legs wrapped around me like a koala grips a tree. My chest feels damp too. Has she been crying?
“Lucia, baby. Are you okay?” I whisper in case she’s asleep.
“I lied to you, Jax,” she says.
“What are you talking about?” I brush her hair back from her face and her cheek is wet with tears.
“That wasn’t my first time.”
I sit up in bed, bringing her with me and scooping her up until she is sitting on my lap. What the hell hasn’t she told me? I resist the urge to fire questions at her while she’s upset, knowing it might only push her away.