“Turn around,” he says, his voice deep and steady in that way that makes my knees weak.
I shift, facing the bed.
“Spread your legs wider.”
I do.
“Lay your tits on the bed, ass up… let me look at you.”
Heat rushes to my cheeks, but I follow every word. My chest sinks into the mattress, my hips still high.
“Higher,” he orders, his tone rougher now. “And spread just a little more.”
I part my thighs another inch, feeling the cool air kiss my bare skin.
His big hands cup my ass, kneading once before he bends down to press his lips to one cheek. Then both hands spread me open, and the groan that rumbles out of him makes my pussy clench hard.
“Fuck, baby. You are dripping.”
Before I can even catch my breath, he drops to one knee behind me and licks a slow, deliberate line up my cunt. My head falls forward with a strangled sound.
The first flick of his tongue over my clit nearly unravels me. My hand flies to my breast, pinching my nipple, my body twitching under the sensation.
“Jaxon—please,” I gasp. “Please lick me. Make me come again.”
I roll my hips against the air, desperate for more contact.
“Still, baby,” he growls, one big hand pressing gently against my lower back to keep me in place.
Then he seals his mouth over my clit and sucks—hard.
The pleasure detonates instantly, ripping through me so fast my scream bounces off the walls. My legs tremble violently, my arms giving out so I collapse onto the bed.
I’m shaking too much to hold myself up, and he notices. He eases me over onto my back, his weight shifting as he climbs up my body.
His mouth meets mine in a deep, consuming kiss, and I wrap my legs around him automatically. His cock slides between my pussy lips, hot and heavy, the friction making me gasp.
“You ready for me, Cricket?” His voice is low, but I hear the edge in it—like he’s barely holding on.
“Yes.” My answer is immediate, certain. “I’m ready for you to fuck me.”
He moves to reach for the nightstand, but I grab his wrist.
“Bare,” I whisper. “I’m on birth control. I want to feeljust youfor my first time.”
His jaw clenches, his eyes searching mine, and I see the exact moment he decides he’s not going to argue.
His gaze holds mine as he settles between my thighs, his hands braced on either side of me.
“You sure, baby?” he murmurs, his voice rough but steady.
I nod, my chest rising and falling fast. “I’m sure.”
He lowers his head, kissing me slow—nothing rushed, nothing greedy—like he’s telling me without words that he’shere, that I’m safe. His cock slides along my slit again, hotter now, heavier, the blunt head catching at my entrance.
“This is going to feel… different,” he says against my lips. “But I’m going to make it good for you.”
I shiver. “I know you will.”
