“Then trust me when I say you’ll enjoy this,” he assured me.
He moved me further up the bed so I was closer to the headboard and properly draped across the soft mattress. “You okay with this?” he asked me.
I swallowed nervously. “Honestly?” he nodded. I shook my head. “Not really. I don’t,” I drew in a deep breath, “I don’t like being restrained.”
He ran his hand over my body. Goosebumps followed in his wake. “With me, Inessa, you can be vulnerable,” he assured me. His eyes connected with mine. So much heat and need blazed in their depths, and it relaxed me. “I can show you a world of pleasure and happiness so long as you stop fighting me and stop being so scared of me.”
I nodded, nibbling on my bottom lip. He groaned and pulled my lip from between my teeth. “Cuff me—please,” I whispered when he started to set them down.
Nodding once, he cuffed me to his headboard, leaving me completely at his mercy. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying not to freak out. “Open your eyes, Inessa,” Jaxon rumbled. I snapped them open. He flicked my nipple. “Good girl.” My body keened at his praise, and I arched my back, seeking out more of his touch. “Keep your eyes on me.”
“Okay.”
He lowered his head between my thighs again. I cried out, yanking at the cuffs as he ate me out for a second time, bringing me to two more orgasms before he rose over me and slid deep inside of me.
“Yes,” I moaned, seeking his lips out.
He kissed me, his tongue darting into my mouth as he allowed me to taste myself on his tongue. I gasped when he hooked my legs over his arms before fucking me like I’d been dying to be fucked since he kissed me this evening. He spread me wide, bending my legs in ways I hadn’t known was possible. But when those angles sent him deeper, hitting something foreign inside of me that felt so fucking good, I lost my fucking mind.
And I screamed his name.