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Saona
Footsteps are echoing through the house. I never thought I would thank God for that at seven in the morning. It’s so quiet here at night I find it hard to sleep. I’m used to the city noise of New York. Even in Riverdale where it’s relatively quiet. It’s never noiseless.
I push the covers back and slowly pull one leg out. I don’t want to wake up Jax. He’s gotten even more frisky since we got here to his mother’s place. There was the middle of the afternoon “nap” and then all-night marathon. There’s no way in hell we’re going to do this in the morning, with his mom and Aunt Iris moving around the house. They’re way too perceptive and I’m not going to face them and their knowing smiles by myself.
Nope. Not happening.
It’s been amazing, though. Just the challenge of keeping quiet while my body is turning into absolute putty under his hands and mouth and shattering, excites me in ways that I’ve never thought possible. My nipples harden just thinking about it and the familiar yearning begins to unfold. I really need to hurry before he wakes.
My butt finally makes it off the bed and I’m free to make a beeline for the bathroom. A hand wraps around my waist and drags me across the sheets and against a warm body. My butt nestles an impossibly hard erection.
“Where are you going?” Jax’s lips press behind my ear and his hand begins to trail my inner thigh.
“Jax, we can’t. They’re awake and Aunt Iris is waiting for me.” But my less than half-hearted protest is short lived because I squirm and rub my ass against him.
He kisses my cheek until I turn my face to his. “We’ll be real quiet.”
I open my legs so he can stroke me. His fingers slide up and down my folds, with that little pressure I love and can’t help but writhe against.
“Jax.”
“Yes, Boss. Tell me what you want.” His voice is deep and sleepy but he’s still so lucid and purposeful in his stroking.
“They’ll hear us.”
“They won’t. You can be real quiet and let me take care of us. Because you feel it, don’t you?” He flicks his hips and I go a little light headed at how hard and thick he already is.
“I feel it.”
His fingers slip past my nether lips and still. “You want to ride my fingers?”
I shake my head and move, looking for friction.
“No? You want to ride my cock, then?”
I shake my head again.
“My tongue?”
My insides shake but that’s another no. I want a recent addition to our repertoire. The one from theCosmoarticle that brought out yesterday’s “nap.”
“You need to tell me what you want, bad girl. We both need some release soon.”
I can’t help it. I need him. “I want you deep.”
He withdraws his fingers and I’m bereft. “Show me how you want it. I need to know.”
I roll onto my back, press my knees together and pull them to my chest.
He sits up on the bed and smiles. “Oooooh, you want it like that?”
“Hurry.” That’s all I can say. My body is starved and desperate. I want all of him.
He kneels down and takes his hard dick in his hand, pumping a couple of strokes down its length. It makes me clench and jealous. I want that inside me. He knows and tortures me a little more, teasing a couple of circles before he guides it past my folds and leans forward. He’s slow and gradual and I swallow small gasps because he’s so deep, so incredibly deep I’m about to burst because I’m so full. He places a hand by each of my shoulders, holding his body up.
It’s so hot how strong he is. I want to tell him that but he rocks his hips. His rhythm is slow and steady. It’s driving me crazy.
