“Fuck, Luce, you’re shaking, baby,” he says, slowly sliding his fingers out of me before he hooks them into the band of my underwear. “Let me get these off you so I can see my wet pussy.”
I suck in a lungful of air, my head still reeling from the rush of endorphins racing around my body, but I lift my hips so he can wriggle my panties off me. When he’s done, he presses his palms flat against the inside of my thighs, spreading me wider for him.
“Fuck, angel. You are so fucking hot. You know that?”
I look down at him and he’s staring at me with such intensity that it makes tears prick at my eyes. I don’t know what I did to deserve to have a man like this worship me.
“You’re pretty hot yourself, cowboy,” I whisper.
That makes him chuckle as he runs his thumb through my dripping pussy, coating it in my cum before sucking it into his mouth. “And sweeter than fucking honey,” he says with a wink before he drops his head and runs his tongue from my opening, up to my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure rocketing through me.
“Oh, fuck, Jax!” I moan loudly, my fingers threading through his thick, dark hair.
He wraps his arms around my thighs and then shuffles back off the bed, so he’s kneeling on the floor, before he pulls me closer to his face. Then he feasts on my pussy like it’s going to be his last meal.
Chapter2
Jax
Iswear my cock will explode if it gets any harder. I need to fuck her now, but I can’t stop myself from eating my wife’s delicious pussy. I’ve been thinking about burying myself inside her from the moment I stepped onto that red carpet at the hotel. I have never seen anything so goddamn beautiful in my entire life as her standing there waiting for me, with our little guy standing by her side.
Her dress was simple, as I’d known it would be, but it accentuated her assets perfectly. From the boned corset which showed off her slim waist and her incredible tits, to the softest silk which clung to her hips and her delicious ass. I mean, it was bordering on the obscene how closely that silk hugged her skin, but anything that clings to her ass is obscene to me. She’s always complaining that it’s too big, but it’s perfect and I have no idea how she thinks otherwise.
When she started sucking my cock shortly after we got into this room, I was seconds away from blowing my load against her throat. I had to stop her from going any further. I want all of my cum in her pussy first.
“Jax,” she groans softly as I flick my tongue over her clit.
I love the way she says my name when I’m teasing her. The way she begs me makes me want to fuck her even harder. If I make her come again, I can fuck her as hard as I plan to and know she won’t be too sore later when we get to the ranch. I have a surprise there for her. I just hope my father has done what I asked him to do for once.
“I got you, Luce,” I mumble against her delicate skin as she writhes and squirms, riding my face to her climax. I grab her hips and hold her still, concentrating my efforts on her clit, my teeth grazing over the sensitive nub as I rim it with my tongue.
“Oh, God! Jax!” she shouts when it hits and her cum pours out of her, coating my chin.
She’s still riding the waves of it when I flip her over, pulling her down off the bed until she’s bent over it with her knees on the floor. I can’t wait even a second longer to get my cock in her.
I drive inside, sinking deep into her smooth, silky heat and heaving a sigh of relief once I’m buried in her. Her tight little pussy squeezes around me as she whimpers and moans.
“You feel so fucking good milking my cock like that, baby,” I growl as I pick up my pace.
Slamming into her over and over. I thrust my hips against her, and her beautiful peach of an ass jiggles every time.
Looking down, I watch my cock driving in and out of her. Each time I pull out, I’m smeared in her creamy white cum. Watching that as well as her ass bounce against me while I’m nailing her tips me over the edge. With a final thrust, I rail into her and when she cries out, I lose it. My balls draw into my stomach and my hair tingles on my head as I fill her with my release, pumping every last drop of it inside her.
“That was…” she mumbles but doesn’t finish her sentence, her face pressed against the duvet.
I’m still as hard as iron though, and she is about to get another pounding because my cock is screaming for her pussy.
I pull out of her and grab her waist, standing up and bringing her with me before spinning her around so she’s facing me. Her perfect tits pressed against my chest and her hard nipples brushing over my shirt.
Taking hold of her hands, I place them on my chest. “You ready to finish what you started earlier now?”
Her cheeks are flushed pink, her hair mussed up and her pouty lips open slightly as she breathes hard and fast.
“Yes,” she purrs, looking up at me through her thick dark lashes.
Her hands tremble again as she starts to remove my shirt, but this time I know it’s not about nerves. Her nails graze my skin as she works each button loose, and when she reaches the last one, she glides her hands over my abs and chest before pushing the soft cotton over my shoulders. It gets stuck at my wrists and she frowns at me.
“My cufflinks, angel,” I remind her.