Page 17 of Save Me Enemy


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“I’m going to show you what it’s like to be pleasured, and you’re going to let me…” he whispers, and his breath on my skin sends shivers down my spine. Soft hands roam my body and his hard cock presses its length against my core and rubs deliciously. Suddenly, it all clicks. He’s not dominating me, he's not going to hurt me, he’s making me let him love me. Making me accept the same treatment I’ve so often given to other men. I don’t know how to handle it. I want to take control, I want to ride him like I know how to. I don’t know how to just lay here…

His hand curls around my backside, his fingers impossibly long. As he turns me slightly on my side, he sinks those fingers inside my core and I gasp in surprise.

“Jax!” I cry out. Those finger stroke me, in and out, over and over as Jax growls possessively against my neck. I throw my leg over his hip, rocking against his hand, eyes wide with surprise and pleasure.

Using just his fingers, Jax fills me more than any man has. His kisses move lower, he sucks what seems like my entire breast into his mouth and moans, his fingers moving faster as he gets more and more excited.

“You have to be in pain…” I whisper breathily between gasps and sharp breaths.

“Don’t worry, my mate, I’ll let you give me my release…” he says as he slips his fingers out of me and turns me so my back is facing him.

With a purr of delight, he spreads my legs and sinks his fingers back inside me. This time? I explode with a scream of pleasure. He’s found a spot, something just inside my canal, and he’s rubbing the sensitive place with such experience I almost come on command.

But then his thumb finds my clit. And suddenly, I can't breathe.

The sensation is so much, too much, overwhelming and encompassing. I try to pull away, my body writhing, but he holds me so tightly I can barely move. I feel it when it starts, the intense heat, a tightness in my abdomen, like he’s pulling it out of me with his fingers. My body spasms and I throw my head back in ecstasy. My back arches, toes curling so tight it hurts, but Jax doesn’t stop. His fingers circle that delicate spot inside, and his thumb holds pressure on my clit like he’s holding in the ‘moan’ button.

I can't stop screaming, my eyes are rolling back in my head, nectar gushing from my core. I’ve never come like this, and when I think it’s ebbing, he rotates his hand and slips a pinkie in my ass and I’m screaming again. My body is bucking so hard it’s starting to hurt, the pleasure becoming overwhelming, and my moans turn to desperate whimpers as the second orgasm rips through me with unforgiving force.

When Jax’s hands finally slow, I feel like I’m a puddle of jelly in his arms. I’m boneless, my heart beating so fast I can't seem to catch my breath. Jax is peppering my shoulder with kisses, a possessive growl in his chest as he slips his fingers out of me and cups my breast with the hand that gave me the greatest pleasure of my life.

I decide then and there that Jax can tie me up whenever he wants. Tie me to a tree, tie me to a bed, tie me upside down, I couldn’t care less. As long as he does whatever magic those hands just did every time.

“Did you like that?” he asks, his voice husky as he nibbles my ear.

I can only nod, a slight moan slipping out of my throat.

“Can I pleasure you now?” I beg, turning in his arms to look into his eyes.

“No,” he says firmly, hand rising from my breast to circle my throat. “Tonight is about you. If you ask to please me again, I’ll stop.”

I gulp, imagining him stopping now is unthinkable. I can’t let him stop, I need him more than I can handle. His cock twitches on my backside, and he shifts my hips so it slips between my butt cheeks and rests there. Jax grinds against me, stroking my body, ramping me back up, but avoiding the tender oversensitive nub he’s just made explode for him.

In moments I’m panting, begging without words for him to take me, struggling to turn my body and ride him. I’m good at that, I’m the best at that. I want it so bad! But Jax holds me still and pleasures me with his soft hands on my body everywhere he can reach.

“What position feels the best for you…” he asks, pinching my nipples in his hands as he rises to hover over me.

I have to stop and think, imagining a position that felt good for me, but it’s never been about me feeling good. It’s what those men wanted, what I was told to do. I bite my bottom lip, afraid of how he’ll take my answer.

“I don’t know…” I whisper.

His eyes roll back in his head with pleasure. “Then it’s my job to find out…”

Chapter6

Jackson

If Cricket’s mom wasn’t already dead, I’d kill her. Rip her limb from limb. Every part of me wants to track down anyone who's ever used my woman and kill them. I want to erase her dark memories, heal her with light and love, but all I can do for now is fill her with pleasure like she’s never known.

I reach up, taking my belt off the tree stump I’ve hooked it on, and I wrap her arms around my neck and pick her up. I’m on my knees, bowing before my goddess as I slowly lower her body onto my lap. Her breasts brush my lips, her nipples hard and pink, and my eyes never leave hers as I lower her onto my cock. Her eyes grow wide when she feels me holding myself to her entrance.

“There’s no one here to stop us now…” I moan, pressing my forehead to hers.

I feel like I’ve waited a lifetime for Cricket, like everything that’s ever happened up until this point has been to lead me here. The mushroom of my tip presses inside her heat and we gasp, both breathing in each other’s air in surprise. Cricket is so tight, almost too tight.

I stop in panic. “Am I hurting you?” I ask, breathless.

She shakes her head wildly. “I’ve never felt something so amazing!” she cries, and my chest swells with pride.

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