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“Sorry, sweets, can’t say that I have.” His hand cups my waist when I lean up on my knees to bring us to eye level.
“I don’t believe it,” I protest. “That’s it! We’resowatching this.”
Jumping to my feet, I pop the DVD into the player and busy myself in the kitchen getting the Kettle corn ready. When it’s finished, I wedge myself next to him where he’s returned to the couch, basking in his warmth. My heart is racing with each beat, kicking up a few notches when his hand falls to my leg, making minor strokes with his thumb. The small hitch in my breathing has a cocky grin playing with his lips.
He seems to enjoy the movie, since we’re laughing constantly. The popcorn’s forgotten halfway through and Jaxton’s turned me until my backs against his chest.
The movie is longer than I remember and fades to the background the longer I’m pressed to Jaxton. Instead, electric pulses are causing my legs to scissor, trying to relieve the building tension.
His fingers glide from my hip, teasing the hem of my shirt before slipping underneath, and burning fire along my skin. His enormous hand spans my stomach, drawing groans and sighs of pleasure with the contact as he snuggly tucks me closer to his hard body. Tilting his head, he runs his nose through my hair and neck, breathing deeply.
A low growl builds in his chest, vibrating against my back, sending another jolt of need pulsating through my body. “Kitten…” his hand glides up my side and cups my breast, thumbing my pebbled nipple through the lace of my bra, eliciting another moan. “Kitten, are you sure?”
Without thought, “Yes” slips through my lips like a plea. Waiting another second isn’t acceptable.My no-sex-on-the-first-date rule is stupid as fuck and totally worth throwing out the window.
Confirmation is all he needs as his growl turns into thunder, and he stands easily with me in his arms. He holds tight while I squirm to face him, lips instantly seeking his, and inhaling deeply while savoring his taste. His grip switches until he has two handfuls of ass, grinding my center against his hardness, hissing between swipes of tongue.
His big meaty hand slides into my hair, using it to control the depth of our passion, and pulls away enough that his breath tickles my swollen lips. The golden hue of his eyes is brighter than ever with lust. “You taste too good, Kitten. I’m not going to stop until I have your taste thoroughly engrained to memory.” He smirks when a whimper slips, brushing against his lips, knowing he’s reducing me to mush. “Probably these little mewling noises, too.”
The promise fuels the wonton woman inside, encouraging the buck of my hips. “Need you.” The plea slips between us without thought. Never has it been like this… this desperate attraction that Jaxton can only sate. “Please.”
“Jesus, baby.” My bedroom door is closed, giving him the perfect solid surface to press me against and grind, groaning and nipping between kisses.
Since he doesn’t seem to be in any kind of hurry, I release one claw from Jaxton’s hair, long enough to reach down and open the door. We spill inside, no time wasted, as he pulls back, meeting my eyes, silently asking permission before whipping my shirt over my head. In the next instant, I’m airborne, flopping down on the mattress before he tosses his own shirt and unbuckles his pants. He climbs onto the bed and straddles my legs, immobilizing me as he strips my bra, and then drags the rough fabric of my jeans down my legs.
My senses are working overtime, breathing out of control. He stays on his knees for the longest time, devouring me, eyes traveling, heating, absorbing every inch of my bared skin. Which is fine, because I’m doing the same to him. Chest like marble, defined, the elusive V that leads to the giant bulge pushing its way out of his black boxer briefs. My mouth waters.
“There’ll be plenty of time for that, but the first time I fuck you, I want to come in this pretty pussy.” Suddenly, his finger’s trailing through my slickness. “So wet for me already.” He’s barely touched me, but I’ve already lost the capability of speech. He takes his time playing, working me to heights I’ve never known, before leaning over and capturing my lips in a crushing kiss.
Restless, I grunt, protesting, “More.”Why does he still have clothes on?
He leans back on his knees and then steps off the bed. Eyes locked together, he strips the rest of his clothes, setting his cock free to slap against his stomach. The sight floods my body with awareness as I lick my lips in hunger.
He tightly grips himself, pumping up and down, watching my hunger build. “Is this what you want, Kitten? Do you need this cock filling and fucking you?”
I reach for him, his words drawing a whimper that vibrates my core.
Before he grants my wish, he tears a condom open, rolling it over his impressive length.Thank fuck, one of us still has a brain.My legs spread, inviting him in. He accepts, notching himself at my entrance, and watching my face as he pushes in. Despite how wet I am, his size doesn’t allow for an easy slide. He has to work for it before we’re flush, drawing wild noises of pleasure.
“Fuck, Kitten,” he grunts. “Your pussy feels like heaven. Tight. Wet. Warm.” He punctuates each word with a thrust. His hand slips around my waist, tilting my hips, and hitting deeper, compelling my lips to chant his name. The same hand slips up my back, until his strong fingers wrap around the back of my neck and pulls me until I’m straddling his lap, placing my breasts in his face. His tongue snakes out, curling around the puckered bud, before sucking it completely into his mouth.
“Jax…” his name’s a plea. One he answers by pulling our bodies tighter together, rubbing my clit with each stroke while hitting deeper than anyone before. I’m lightheaded. My core clenches, locking down hard. “Jax!” Euphoria. It’s the best way to describe the high that’s flying through every nerve.
“Fuck, Kitten. Your pussy’s clenching me so fucking tight. Not going to last,” he grunts through clenched teeth. “Hang onto my neck.”
It’s the only warning I get before he flips me to my back, tucking my knees over his elbows, as he bends me in half, growls, and then really moves.
Chapter Two
Jaxton
Don’t come. Don’t come. Don’t come.
The words are a repeated mantra as I piston forward, slapping against Avery’s tight ass. Fuck, she’s perfect. And I’m not just thinking that because her pussy is the best thing I’ve ever felt.
Fuck! I can’t hold back anymore.
Leaning down, I smash my lips to hers, swiping my tongue inside, claiming her as mine. My thumb brushes her clit and the muscles that were once puddy, bow tight, as I stroke her wetness against her swollen bud.
