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“Are you ready?” he growled.
“Yes,” I moaned. I was ready for whatever he wanted to give me. Hand at my hip, he brought his cock to my entrance. With a swift, strong thrust, he pushed inside. I gasped, holding on as he’d told me to, needing the support he stretched me so wide. Determined, fierce, he began to fuck me, picking up the pace, slamming into me. I grunted with effort, taking him in, feeling used in exactly the right way.
“This was what I wanted to do to you that day. In the supply room.”
“Fuck yes,” I groaned, closing my eyes, imagining if he’d bent me over the counter and pounded into me. I’d been wet enough he could have slid right in.
Wild, animalistic, he slammed into me. The slap of his balls, the sounds of his grunts, he held onto my waist, pressed against my shoulders for leverage.
“Do you know how many times I’ve jacked off thinking about you?” He fucked me, almost sounding like he was taking it out on me, all the frustration, all the lonely nights. I cried out, wanting him to do exactly that. “All the fantasies, I couldn’t stop you from getting in my head. With my cock in my hand, all I could think about was you.”
“Come in me, Jax,” I begged, desperate to feel it. We’d been forced apart for so long, I needed it, that bond between us. I couldn’t stand the pain in his voice, the longing he remembered.
He thrust and poured himself in me, spurting so deep inside, hot and thick. I wanted every last drop and I pushed against him, never wanting him to withdraw, wanting to stay bound to him forever. I exploded, arching my back and screaming out with wild shudders.
He drew me into his arms and carried me to the shower. Under the warm stream of water, we caressed each other, taking turns with a soapy washcloth. He was so beautiful, if that word could be used for a huge, tattooed man. But I felt fascinated with him as I drew the cloth across his muscles, the lines of ink.
He massaged me, washing me tenderly. “I feel like I should be more gentle with you,” he apologized. “But I can’t. I can’t stop myself.”
“I don’t want you to be.” I looked up at him, kissing him in the steam, under the stream of warm water.
“I need to possess you, claim you.” Our kisses grew more heated, him pressing me against the wall. My desire for him knew no bounds. All that time longing, plus it might all end tomorrow. It made me reckless. We didn’t have time to waste.
“I’m yours, Jax. I belong to you.”
He dropped the cloth, now using his fingers, massaging me, caressing me, soapy around my breasts, down at my pussy. Then reaching around to my rear. I tensed as he reached a finger to my asshole, circling it. No one had ever touched me there.
“All of you, Sky.” He looked into my eyes, taking my hands up, locking my wrists under his palm. The water streamed down around us, creating our own world. I stood there, pressed against the wall, him holding me where he wanted me.
I want all of you,” he repeated, pushing his finger inside my ass. I gasped, writhing under his grip, feeling so possessed, so hot at the same time. It was forbidden, he wasn’t supposed to touch me there. I’d never thought I’d like that. But with Jax, he knew what I’d like even if I didn’t.
“That’s it,” he coaxed me, reading the start of my reaction on my face. He massaged me, thrusting into my ass, slowly, leisurely. “Let it feel good.”
Shivering, I closed my eyes, sighing, relaxing. And it started to feel good, the rhythm he started, pushing into me. So wrong and so right at the same time. The way he had my wrists trapped over my head, it released me. I didn’t have to worry about whether I should or shouldn’t like it. I could just let go.
“I love your ass, Sky.” He pushed into it, further up, working in a second finger.
Using the soap, the water, he slid in, opening me up. My legs quivered, my breath coming in quick pants. Still holding my wrists firmly overhead, he dipped his mouth down to my breasts, sucking, licking, toying with my nipples.
Up my throat, he made his way to my ear. As he worked his two fingers up into my rear, I could feel the tremor of an orgasm start. With a low, dirty whisper, he told me, “I’m going to fuck you here, Sky. I need to possess all of you.”
I gasped, mouth open, wriggling against his grasp, imagining what he told me he’d do. His cock was so big. I looked down at it, the crown purple and swollen, bobbing against my hip. He wanted that up my ass?
“It’s going to stretch you, Sky. Fill you up. But you’re going to want it.” As he talked, he fucked me with his fingers, shoving them in, faster, harder. And I wanted him to, I wanted what he talked about.
“Yes,” I panted, moving against him, pushing my buttocks back into his hand.
He thrust in deep and I came, pressing back into him, ripples of pleasure shaking me to my core. I’d never known, never understood how that could be erotic. But now he’d showed me, how the forbidden could be such delicious fruit.
We rinsed off and climbed into bed. Spent as we both were, neither of us were ready to fall asleep. The sun would rise in a few hours, and who knew what would happen? I prayed everything would work out. But it wasn’t as if I had a lot of experience with this sort of thing. I’d been married to a criminal, not engaged in any of it myself. I shivered in his arms.
“What’s wrong?” he murmured, wrapping his arms around me. We lay together naked, warm beneath the sheets.
“I’m frightened.”
He drew me up, kissing me. “Trust me, Sky.” He ran his hands down my back, along my arms. I wound myself around him, wanting to feel his heat. “I’ll keep you safe. I promise.”
“I need you, Jax,” I murmured, shameless in the dark. Maybe I should have been more reserved, but I couldn’t afford to hold back. We might not have another night together.
“I need you too, Sky.” He leaned down, pressing me to him and I could feel his erection. The man was a miracle. He reached down a finger and found my pussy, stroking it, slick for him. But that wasn’t where I wanted to take his cock.
“I need you to fuck me,” I whispered. “Fuck me how you told me you would in the shower.”
He stilled against me, his grip on my ass tightening. “You sure?”
“Yes,” I pleaded, my body already tingling with anticipation.
He teased me, grazing his palm lightly over my rear. As he used his fingers to stroke and touch, a tremor of pleasure welled up inside me. I bucked against him, wanting more. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his shaft, stroking him as I asked, “Please?”
That did it. He flipped me over, tucking a pillow underneath my hips. Using my own arousal, he took his fingers and slid them over my asshole, massaging it, lubing it up.
“It’s going to hurt, Sky,” he warned me as I lay there, panting, waiting. “But then it’s going to feel good.” I felt tense but excited, putting myself completely in his hands. He worked in a finger, then two, massaging my tight hole.
I wriggled, spreading my thighs, taking him in deep. “Please, Jax. Please.”
With a groan, he removed his fingers, but I didn’t miss contact with him for long. I felt the velvet tip of his cock, slippery with his precum, starting to push. I clenched, involuntarily, on instinct.
“Relax, Sky,” he reminded me, hand up to my neck, rubbing me there. He kept his hand on me, his strong touch making me sigh and release. He pushed again, and this time his mushroom-thick crown shoved past my tight ring.
“Ah!” I cried out, stiff, eyes and mouth wide open with shock. It did hurt.
Hand around to stroke my clit, he started to thrust into my ass. I closed my eyes, narrowing my focus. His firm hand on the back of my neck, the sound of his breathing. He had me. I trusted him, completely.
Exhaling, I relaxed once again, letting him press into me. It tingled, it burned, but it also started to throb, building pressure in my clit as he moved in rhythm with his fingers. In and out, bit by bit, pushing his huge cock up my tight asshole.
“Jax,” I moaned, taking more of him in, starting to want it
. It turned me on to give him so much. I started shaking, parting my thighs more.
“That’s it.” He pushed down on my neck, starting to ride me, pushing his hips into my buttocks, working his shaft deep inside. “Yes.” His groan came from deep inside, a place of male, primal satisfaction, owning me, filling me, possessing me in my most secret, intimate of all places.
