“I recognized that look on her face, Jax. It’s the same one I have when you’re with me.”
He narrows his eyes at me. “No, Luce.” His hand slides from my neck and down over my ribs until he reaches the edge of my sweater, gripping it with both hands, he starts to work it off and over my head. I lift my arms in compliance, only breaking our gaze when the soft cashmere is over my eyes. “That picture was just two people fucking.” His hands skate down my sides to the waistband of my jeans as he presses his lips against my ear. “Two bodies responding to each other on a purely physical level.” He tugs open the button. “What you and I do is so much more.”
“Jax,” I shiver as he slides down my zipper before fisting his hands into the denim as he slowly pushes the fabric over my hips.
“You are the only woman I’ve ever loved.” He kisses my neck. “The only woman I’ve ever wanted to marry.” One of his hands coasts over my lower abdomen. “The only woman I have ever wanted to fuck a baby into.”
Tears prick at my eyes. “I know,” I whisper.
He stops kissing my neck and wipes a stray tear with the pad of his thumb. “You are everything, Lucia. I may have fucked other women, but there has been no-one before you and there will be no-one after you. You are it for me, angel.”
The deep, soothing timbre of his voice permeates every cell of my body, making warmth pool in my core.
He drops to his knees and presses a soft kiss on my stomach as he starts to pull my jeans down over my thighs and calves. He takes off my sneakers without untying the laces, followed by my socks and jeans. When he stands tall again, he glides his hands over my back, unhooking my bra with one deft flick of his fingertips before he pulls it off my arms. I am in awe of how quickly this man can get me naked. No doubt another skill he’s honed over the years.Stop it, Lucia!
I will all thoughts of him with other women to leave my head as his hands slide over my hips until he’s palming my ass. Then he lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist and walking us to the bed before he lays me down on it. His hot mouth is on my neck, covering my throat with kisses that send pleasure skittering up my spine.
It’s not enough though. I need to feel his skin against mine. “Why are you still wearing all of your clothes?” I whisper.
“Because you haven’t taken them off me, baby,” he says with a smile.
I reach for the edge of his t-shirt and he helps me to pull it off over his head before he lies over me again. My pebbled nipples press against his hard chest and when he moves, he causes a delicious friction there that makes my toes curl.
“Jax,” I moan as I rake my nails down his muscular back, making him shudder.
He nips at my shoulder blade in response, making me moan softly as his lips trail lower, dusting over my breasts and my stomach until he reaches the edge of my panties. Hooking his fingers into the waistband, he pulls them off quickly before tossing them onto the floor, but all the while his hot mouth is on me. Sucking and licking my stomach and my thighs, but purposely avoiding that spot where I need him the most.
“I want your mouth on me. Please?” I beg him.
He moves lower, swirling his tongue over my clit and making me arch my back in pleasure.
“My good girl, always ready for me,” he murmurs against my skin before he pushes himself up onto his knees, unfastening his belt and sliding it off.
Wet heat sears between my thighs and I whimper, making him laugh softly.
“Maybe later, baby,” he says as he throws the belt onto the floor. He unfastens his jeans before pulling out his cock which glistens with precum. He wraps his hand around his shaft. “See how hard you make me, Luce?”
My breath catches in my throat as he leans over me again, resting his weight on his forearms. Every cell in my body is screaming for him. My pussy aches with a deep need to be filled. When he presses the tip of his cock against my entrance, I moan so loudly, I’m sure everyone in the main house must have heard.
I wrap my legs around him, trying to pull him all the way inside me, but he resists me, teasing me until my need grows into desperation.
His lips dust over the shell of my ear. “No-one ever made me as hard as you do. I might have fucked a lot of women, Luce, but I never did this with anyone but you.” When the final word has left his lips, he sinks deep inside me, showing me exactly what he means. “Jesus, fuck!” he hisses.
The relief at being full of him sends waves of euphoria rolling through my body.
“Oh, fuck!” I groan as I cling to him, not wanting him to pull out again.
I feel his thick cock throbbing inside me as he fills me so completely. So perfectly — as though we were made for each other. Then he slides out slowly, so I feel every single millimeter of him as he pulses against my inner walls. “How do you make it this good, Jax?”
“It’s not me, angel. It’s all you. You make it good,” he growls in my ear as he fucks me so deliciously deeply and slowly that I feel like I’m on another plane of existence.
He doesn’t just make me come, he gives me the longest, most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced in my life. It builds quickly, but it doesn’t detonate and fizzle out. Every time I reach the edge, I don’t fall back down and come up again. Instead another edge stretches out before me, and on and on, until tears are rolling down my cheeks and my nails are sinking into Jax’s shoulders as I beg him to stop and keep going at the same time.
“I got you, angel. Just let go,” he groans in my ear as he continues his slow, rhythmic movements.
“I can’t,” I whimper. I don’t want this feeling to end but my body craves the release. I need that final explosion of starlight and ecstasy to settle into my bones.
“Yeah, you can. Come for me,” he commands and I couldn’t hold on any longer no matter how hard I tried. It’s like my body is hardwired to obey him.