Wilde Forever (Wilde Women Book 1) (33 page)

“Oh God, Jax,” she groaned. “Touch me. Please, baby. I need it. Need to feel your fingers.” She was whimpering and shaking like crazy as she watched what he was doing to her. Seeing her legs spread open for him was unbelievably erotic. She felt more like a woman, a sexy, desirable woman, in that position than she ever imagined possible.

The moonlight streaming in the windows gave her creamy skin an alabaster glow. She fucking loved seeing his hair-covered forearm stretched across her stomach as his beautiful, big hand slid under the scrap of lace. It was hot and seductive to watch. When his fingers moved through the curls guarding her womanhood, they both moaned.

Before he’d done any more than just run his fingers along the seam of her pussy, he was sucking in a hiss that sounded tortured when the evidence of her arousal became evident. There was wet and then there was
wet.
Brynn’s arousal was off the damn charts, and she wasn’t sure how much of this she could take.

“Ah, Jesus,” he groaned. “Baby, baby, holy fuck. You’re drenched.” His voice was harsh and full of meaning. When he pushed a beefy finger inside her, Brynn lost her shit. With her hand still resting on top of his, she had the added sensation of feeling his hand moving when he delved deep. Her hips were rocking of their own accord now, bucking against his penetrating fingers.

She turned her face on his shoulder so he would kiss her, which he did. Mimicking with his tongue in her mouth what his fingers were doing in her pussy. Her tongue dueled with his as her hips danced to his touch. Her body was flooded with desire.

Suddenly Jax wrenched his lips away from hers and drew a mighty breath. Brynn lost her grip on his hand when he pulled out of her moist center and shocked her by bringing his fingers to her mouth. She never even hesitated to suck wildly on his fingers, groaning at the flavor and taste of her response to the man who so completely commanded the delicious tremors racing through her body.

“That’s it baby,” he whispered in a throaty growl close to her ear. “Clean my fingers off so I can go back and get more. You want that don’t you? Want me to finger you deep and hard until your sweet, hot pussy explodes?”

The sound of her desperate whimpers filled the air. When she’d sucked him clean he grabbed her chin with his hand and dove onto her mouth for a devastating kiss that shredded her soul. He grunted with approval telling her, “You taste like fucking sin with your own arousal on your tongue.”

This time when his hand crept across her belly he whispered dirty words into her ear until Brynn thought her mind was going to explode.

“Such a gorgeous pussy my love has. Wet, hot, luscious. I love how you spread your thighs for me baby. It’s so sexy. Look at you, aroused and desperate, moving your hips trying to draw me in. You’re fucking perfect Brynn. Absolutely fucking perfect.”

He plunged his fingers inside her again, making her cry out and writhe uncontrollably. His thumb started tapping on her swollen and throbbing clitoris while he plunged deep and massaged the inner walls of her femininity.

Jax put his hand on her neck. It wasn’t scary at all. He wasn’t choking her, just gripping her in a possessive way that unleashed another super-heated flood of arousal inside her. He laughed, triumphant.

“That’s right baby. My hand on your neck and fingers in your cunt tell you that you belong to me. I protect what’s mine. You’ll never have reason to doubt that again.”

He bit her ear and growled low and deep. She was starting to spiral out of control. An orgasm was building in her core that was so strong it was almost frightening. His words, his touch, the whole thing was taking Brynn to that place where the chills and heat intersected and ran riot along her nerve endings.

“Nobody sees you like this but me. Nobody touches you this way. Only me, love”

His thumb massaging her poor clit and his fingers moving inside her made Brynn gasp and moan. “Jax,” she cried.

“Come for me baby,” he grunted. “Show me who you belong to sweet Brynn.”

And she did. The climax he’d wrung from her body started simultaneously at her scalp and the soles of her feet moving with increasing intensity into her center until the two paths collided in a burst of unimaginable heat that made her roar and jerk wildly in his arms. With her hips bucking as the spasms of an orgasm that tore her apart throbbed in every corner of her body, she heard him grunting, heard the sound of her wet pussy gushing with nectar, and heard her cries of completion that seemed to go on and on.

“Oh my God. You’re fucking awesome baby,” he groaned as the riotous torrent began to ease. When he eventually pulled his fingers out of her body he left his big hand inside her dampened panties as he gently cupped and rubbed her mound while bursts of lingering sensation continued to shoot off.

Brynn’s vision cleared, and she took in their tangled bodies with her knees spread wide on either side of his muscular thighs, his arm crossing her stomach where his hand rested under the purple lace she’d specifically taken from Rhiann’s stash of sexy lingerie. It was perfection, and she knew it was only the beginning.

T
HERE WAS NO GODDAMN WAY Jax had ever seen anything quite so visually stimulating or awe-inspiring as his elegant Brynn, in her sexy sprawl on his aroused body, as she lay momentarily satisfied while his hands kept a possessive hold on her neck and her pussy. She’d come so beautifully, it almost made him want to weep. When she’d widened her thighs by placing them on either side of his legs and began writhing in desperation for what he could give her, he’d known such complete joy and satisfaction that he’d surrendered to those unfamiliar feelings and let the wild passion he felt for this woman take him under.

She was, in a word, perfection. When she’d sucked on his fingers and cleaned the evidence of her creamy arousal from his skin, he nearly lost his mind. Her mouth had been greedy and thorough making him long to feel those sweet fucking lips of hers stretched around his cock. This time was about her though, and he’d reeled in the demanding needs of his body replacing them with a ferocious desire to make her his. To own her body. To captivate her mind. To access her heart and soul.

While he was worshipping her magnificent tits he had the oddest sensation that shook him to his core. As he suckled greedily on her flesh, he’d imagined his baby, one that he’d plant inside her so everyone would know as her belly grew that she belonged totally to him, snuffling against her heavy breasts as her body nourished his son or daughter. The realism of that sensation rocked his soul, and he knew without hesitation that he wanted that with her more than anything else in this world.

With that energy growing in his mind, he determined that making love to Brynn was the only way to make such a dream a reality. He wanted her. Totally. Wanted all of her too. Everything. The complications. The mood swings. The reluctance. If he could win her heart, not just command her body, all things were possible. When had he ever felt that way before?
Never
.

Jax slid from behind and laid her back upon the pillows as he moved to her feet and just stared at her. Beautifully disheveled with a deep rosy flush on her cheeks and across her chest, she looked like a woman who’d just had a thundering orgasm. And the best part of all? She still had those sexy lace panties on. He couldn’t stop the smirk that spread across his face. And dammit if he couldn’t stop his dick from throbbing like a motherfucker at the glorious sight she made.

Easy fella
, he thought. Did all guys talk to their cocks that way? Probably. Couldn’t be helped. Sometimes his manhood took control and nothing he did could slow down its demand for satisfaction. It was totally a guy thing. Commonsense and a planned seduction was one thing, but a cock wanting to bury in a hot, wet body had an agenda of its own.

He was aware that she was watching him from behind lowered lashes. Her pretty blue eyes were momentarily hidden from him but that was all right. He was nowhere near being finished with her. Before he was, she’d be locked to his gaze when she came while he was deep inside her, he’d make sure of it.

Sitting back on his haunches, Jax put his hand on the bulge at the front of his briefs and noted with satisfaction that while her eyes remained veiled, he saw a telltale gasp that let him know she was far from finished. He liked very much that she didn’t shy away from this part of what went on between a man and a woman. She might need a shit ton of encouragement to touch herself while he watched but that didn’t mean she wasn’t entirely focused on the way he rubbed his dick through the soft cotton. Reaching low, he grabbed his balls and gently squeezed which made his erection twitch in response. Her cheeks flushed and this time she couldn’t hide her reaction as those baby blues widened at what he was doing.

Now that he had her full attention, Jax reached for the purple lace and started drawing the panties down her legs. She helped him by raising her hips but kept her legs pressed together. He wanted to see the wetness he knew would be evident in her soft blond curls and on the insides of her thighs but found her shyness just as seductive and arousing.
Yeah
, perfection.

When he’d drawn the sexy as fuck panties all the way down and held them in his hand, he made a deliberate ploy for her eyes by bringing the scrap of damp purple to his face where he buried his nose in them and breathed deeply. All the while never taking his eyes off her face. He thoroughly enjoyed and savored the hushed whimper that came out of her parted lips.

He repositioned himself closer to where she lay and looked at her naked splendor, lit by the moonlight and displayed for his pleasure. Poets wrote shit about moments such as these and now he knew why. The fucking beauty of a willing woman with emotion shining in her eyes while her man enjoyed the sight of her raw beauty was truly worth a thousand words. And then some.

Jax ran his fingers lightly down her torso from neck to the place where her fragrant curls guarded the pussy he was about to worship. Over and over, he used the power of his touch to communicate all the emotions running riot inside him. Her skin was so fucking soft. He saw goosebumps break out and her nipples peaked again as he continued the soft strokes.

The sensual massage became like a symphony—the first movement opening with quick, deliberate teasing touches. On her nipples. At her belly button. Along her waist, something he noted with immense satisfaction that got her squirming.

The second movement became slower with long sweeping caresses meant to enslave her senses and dominate her mind. When her skin quivered, he moved to the third movement becoming much more forceful with his touch. Squeezing her breasts until she gasped he tweaked the turgid nipples crying out for his touch. He molded her hips with his hands and scraped his fingertips from neck to thigh like he would scratch a cat. She arched under his hands as her breathing became rapid and choppy.

For the fourth movement he parted her thighs with triumphant confidence and let his eyes feast on her beauty. Her curls were damp as he knew they’d be and yes, there was most definitely the wet remnants of her previous orgasm evident on her thighs. The fragrant reminder made his cock throb with longing as he licked his lips in anticipation of the sensual torture about to come.

Instead of continuing to touch her sweet, delectable body, Jax moved between her thighs and pushed his hands beneath her ass. He looked straight at her so she could see for herself the exhilaration racing through his body that he knew damn well was evident in his eyes.

He wanted the choice to be hers even though he knew in advance what that would be. Jax wasn’t stupid. When he lifted her ass and her thighs fell wider apart, he’d seen her pussy clench with arousal.

“I want to taste you. Lick your pussy and torture your beautiful clit. May I, baby?” His voice came out hoarse and raw, a lot like how he felt. There was something about her soft whimper and the way her head nodded in quick jerks that melted his heart.

He lowered his mouth and stopped an inch from her sensitive flesh. Close enough that she’d feel his breath and the words that he spoke.

“Thank you, love,” he murmured, then pressed a sweet kiss right on her exposed clitoris that he quickly followed up with a back to front lick of her entire slit. Oh God. She tasted fucking delicious. This time it was him with the rumbling whimpers as he feasted on her luscious pussy with a ferocity that shocked him.

Hearing Brynn moan and writhe as his hands held her open for his hungry mouth, Jax lost himself in the glory of the moment. He ravished her with a thoroughness that excited the fuck out of him. She grabbed his head when he flicked his tongue relentlessly on her swollen nub, delighting in the way she ground her pussy as she tangled shaking fingers into his hair.

When her legs began moving restlessly he had to growl, commanding her to, “Keep those thighs spread wide baby. I want to eat you until you come on my tongue.”

Her husky cries began filling the air. “Oh Jax. Please. I can’t. It’s….oh,” she groaned.

“Yes you can baby,” he grunted against her swollen flesh. “Come for me sweet love. Come for me again and again.”