Page 172 of Chaos

Gladly.

I suck the tip just as he runs his tongue piercing along my pussy. My moans are muffled by his thickness in my mouth.

He switches, like the artist he is, between licking, sucking and biting all while grinding his hips into my face.

My head feels weighed down, but every inch of my body is pulsating with an intense desire.

“You better come on my face before you pass out, sweetheart.”

Oh fuck.

He flicks on my clit. I squeeze his ass as my whole body begins to shake violently. An orgasm rips through me so hard I see stars.

Holy shit, my toes curl, I come so hard on his face. But, he continues to eat me like he’s starving, taking everything he can from me.

Carefully, he takes my weight in his arms and spins me around the right way. I let in a shaky breath and blink until the world stops tilting and I feel the pressure leaving my head. When I come into focus, all I can see is his dark eyes staring at me with love.

He kisses me like he means it, with everything he has. He steals my soul from my body and I don’t care.

He pulls back and strokes my hair from my face softly.

“Do you remember now, tigritsa?” he whispers, his voice hoarse.

I reach out and stroke his short beard.

“I’ll never forget, Jax.”

I catch that darkness flashing across his eyes. I can sense him losing himself, even if it is just for a split moment.

“What do you need from me, Jax? Tell me.”

SEVENTY-NINE

JAX

Song- PLEASE, Ex Habit

What do I need?

To sink so deep inside her, claim her as mine, and never let her go. I don’t want her to ever forget how perfect we are together.

She needs to know how much life she breathes into me.

I just fucking need her to love me forever.

Holding her tightly against me, I take us to our bedroom and quietly close the door behind me.

I let out a groan as she rolls her hips, her soaking pussy smothering my shaft. She sensually nibbles on her bottom lip, enticing me.

“Is this what you need, baby?” She purrs and I nearly explode on her.

I stumble backwards, and my back collides with the solid door.

My grip on her waist tightens as she skillfully twists my chain around my neck, applying just the right amount of pressure.

“Choke me and call me your good boy.”

Her eyes light up, and everything else fades away. I love what that does to her. The feeling of her having control over me is fucking electrifying. This has and only ever will be for my sweet Sofia.

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