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I move my hands from his and place them on his thighs. He doesn’t take his eyes off mine as he starts moving his hands again to pull my shirt up. It’s slow and torturous. I want him to hurry, but then I’m dreading when he sees them. When his fingers skim over the side of my breast, my breathing starts to pick up. The warmth his hands leave behind makes me throb for more. My shirt is now over my breast, but his eyes still remain on mine.
“Arms up, baby and lift for me,” he says quietly.
Lifting my upper body off the bed, I sit up and bring my arms above my head. Jaxon finishes removing my shirt. His chest is right in front of my face. I bring my hands back down to his sides and lean forward to kiss his chest, but Jaxon pulls back and grabs both sides of my face to bring it up to his.
“Not yet. Lay back, I want to look at you.”
I slowly lie back down and force my hands to my sides. I want to cover myself, but Jaxon needs to see.
He finally moves his eyes away from mine and they move slowly down my neck, my chest, and then my stomach, where I know he sees the lines and circles of raised skin.
“Absolutely beautiful,” Jaxon says, and I close my eyes. I open them again when I feel his hands start at my neck and make their way down to my breasts. I feel the calluses on his hands, but they are also so gentle. He trails a finger over one of my nipples and I shudder at the touch. No one has ever touched me with such reverence.
Jaxon bends at the waist until his head is right above my chest. He looks up at me with hooded eyes and asks, “Okay?”
At my nod, he continues.
With light touches, he places gentle kisses across both my breasts. He stops at one and flicks his tongue across my nipple, bringing it to a hard point. I moan in response and raise my chest up, desperately seeking more from him. Encouraged by my moan, he takes my nipple into his mouth and starts to suck and flick his tongue at the same time.
I place my hands in his hair to pull him closer to me. He releases my nipple only to move to the next. He takes his hand and starts kneading my breast that he just abandoned. His other hand is trailing down my side until it reaches the back of my thigh that is still resting on his leg. Once there, he brings it back up and slips it under my shorts through the leg hole to rest on my butt.
Jaxon moves his hand from my breast that he’s been playing with and moves it down my body. When he reaches my waist, he takes his other hand and moves it to the other side. He lifts his head from my chest and lifts up. He looks back at me.
“You okay?” he asks me again. The way he is so careful and patient with me amazes me.
I nod and give him a verbal, “Yes.”
He slowly starts to pull my shorts and panties down my legs. I lift them from his sides so he can get them all the way off. He flings them to the side. I glance down my body and I can see how aroused he is by the bulge in his shorts. The sight makes my mouth water, and I desperately want to see all of him.
I sit up and move my hands to the waistband of his shorts. Looking up at him, I say, “Your turn. I want to see you.”
He smirks at me and moves to stand at the end of the bed. I watch as he moves his hands to the top of his shorts and bends to push them down. When he’s done and is standing up again, I take in the sight of him. My eyes zero in on his cock. Two things catch me by surprise. First is the size of him. He’s huge, and I worry that he won’t fit. The second is the ring at the tip. It looks painful and erotic at the same time. I can’t control the shiver that racks my body. I can’t wait to have him in me.
Jaxon climbs back on the bed and repositions himself between my thighs. I put my hands on his chest and start moving them down his pecs. When they make it to his pierced nipples, I run my fingers over them. Jaxon tilts his back and groans.
“Shit, angel, you’re killing me here.” His voice is breathless and it spurs me on.
I run my fingertips down his hard stomach, loving the feel of him beneath my fingers. I lick my suddenly dry lips when I reach his pelvic area. His dark hair there is trimmed. My eyes focus on his erection. It’s beautiful. The shaft matches his naturally darker skin, but the tip has a pink hue to it. The ring at the tip piques my curiosity.
Hesitantly, I take my finger and trail it over the metal there and watch as his dick jumps. I move to the tip and gather the drop of moisture and run it over the head. At my touch, I hear a growl in the back of Jaxon’s throat trying to get out. I quickly glance up at him. He has his head bent, watching me. His hands are fisted at his sides and his jaw is clenched shut tightly. His breathing is ragged. His nostrils flare with each harsh breath he takes.
“Enough! I can’t take any more, angel. Lie back and let me have you.”
I remove my hands from his rigid cock and lie back. As I lie there gazing up at Jaxon, I watch him move his hands to my thighs. I don’t know if it’s a trick of the light, but it looks like his hands are shaking.
His big hands are on top of my thighs, but his thumbs rest on the inside of them and he slowly moves them upwards. Once he reaches my heated, dripping center, he gently takes his thumbs and rubs them along my outer lips. I’m startled by the touch and surprising, myself and Jaxon, I lift myself slightly off the bed. I want more. I want Jaxon to touch me deeper.
I never thought it would be this easy to make love with someone. I thought Steven ruined me completely, but the more Jaxon touches me, the more I want. The way I feel is foreign but so far the fear has been kept at bay.
Jaxon takes his thumbs and spreads me open. After a few seconds, I feel a finger at my entrance. He slips just the tip in before pulling it out and dragging it up until he meets my clit. There, he applies light pressure and moves his finger in a circular motion. I cry out with pleasure and grip the sheets in my hand.
“Jaxon, oh God, please. I need…”
“I know, angel. I know what you need. Just a few more minutes. Can you hold on for just a few more minutes for me?”
I release a lungful of air and tighten my legs around his hips. What Jaxon is doing feels so good. I’ve never felt anything like it. I nod at Jaxon’s question and hope he doesn’t kill me before he takes me.
The finger at my clit moves back down and slips inside. It’s not much, just a little more than before. He takes it back out and moves it back to my clit for another torturous massage. I feel moisture running down my backside. Jaxon, once again, brings his finger back down and slips even more inside. He slowly moves it in and out, putting more and more in each time he enters. During one outward stroke, I feel him add another finger. His hands are big and I feel a slight pressure. It’s not uncomfortable. It feels incredible. After a few seconds, he adds another finger. I know that he’s trying to prepare my body for when he finally enters me. He repeats the motion; in, out, then massaging my clit a few more times until I’m a quivering mess before him. I feel a tingling start in my stomach and spread out to all the parts of my body. I know what’s about to come. I’ve only ever had three orgasms in my life, but I remember the sensations. Any minute now I know it’ll take over my body and I’ll be left just a helpless puddle of Bailey.
