Page 34 of Serpent Darling
Jagger made a strangled sound, his ache to make her his now insatiable, as he gripped the front of his leather jacket that she looked so goddamn good in and lifted her into his lap. Her hands braced against his bare chest, and he used his grip on the coat to pull her down to him, their mouths meeting hungrily. He could taste himself on her lips, and there was something so filthy and animalistic about it that it made him crave to know what they'd taste like if his mouth was still full of her orgasm from earlier.
Jagger released the jacket and moved his hands to her hips, where he gathered the fabric of the black lace of her panties in his grasp. His mouth moved hungrily against hers, and he pulled -hard- and the fabric shredded, allowing him access to the apex of her thighs, where he quickly pushed two long fingers inside her.
Sadie cried out against his mouth, her fingernails biting into his shoulders from the feel of him inside her again, and then let out a pitiful sob as they pulled out just as quickly.
She pulled back to ask, "Why did you stop?"
Jagger held his fingers up to her lips, the digits glistening with her arousal. "Suck."
The heat in his eyes took her breath away, and she obeyed, taking them in her mouth and sucking her juices off his fingers. Her tongue lapped around each one, and her teeth clanked against the rings on his hand. Jagger hadn't even entirely removed them from her mouth before kissing her deeply, his tongue dancing with her own. The combination of them - him salty and her sweet - was addictive. The most incredible drug he could have imagined.
And he spent his life around drugs. He would know.
He let out a groan, and when she mimicked his sounds on her own, he knew she felt the same way.
Sadie shifted on top of him and dragged her wet folds along his cock, the tip brushing against her clit. He was still raginghard, and she knew she wouldn't have to wait long to have him inside of her.
"Jagger," she whispered, pulling back to look at him, her blonde waves framing her face. "I know these couple days have seemed intense and out of nowhere, but I've always had feelings for you."
"Me too," Jagger swallowed and visibly shifted gears in his mind to try and concentrate on what she was saying and not on how close he was to being inside of her. "You're the most glorious specimen of a woman in the world, and I'm not blind. I've always seen you for what you are. Mine."
Even though it was dark in his room, illuminated only by the moon and streetlight outside his window, he could still see a blush creep over her cheeks.
"I just need you to know that this isn't some rebound from Travis or something. I liked you before I dated him. I just started to become painfully aware that I couldn't be with him when I was still thinking about you. Not that he needed me for anything but my good reputation."
Sadie lifted herself up and started to sink down on him slowly, their eyes locked.
Jagger inhaled sharply, and his fingers dug into her hips, scraps of lace still tangled across the top of her right thigh.
"This is everything I've ever wanted, Sweets."
His own confession fueled Sadie, and she took him all the way inside her.
"Wow."
"Holy fuck."
They spoke simultaneously, adjusting to the feeling of being fully joined.
Sadie started moving almost immediately, her thighs straining as she brought herself up and down on him. Jaggerleaned forward to press kisses along her jawline as he assisted her in her movements.
"As much as I love you in my jacket,why the fuck is it still on?" He demanded to know as he started to push it off her shoulders while his mouth ravaged her neck and collarbone.
Sadie tilted her head back to give her more access and gasped, "No idea." She let go of him long enough to throw the jacket on the floor. His hands moved over her spine as he blindly grasped the hooks of her bra. She caught his lips with hers again, and they kissed while she continued to ride him, angling her hips to brush the tip of his cock with each thrust. After the third hook he unfastened, he cursed as he saw the bra remain in place.
Jagger tore his mouth away from hers to ask, "What the fuck is wrong with this thing?"
Sadie laughed at his frustration and leaned down to kiss his neck as he fumbled with the hooks. "It has six hooks, I think, or seven. It's like a little corset bra."
Jagger scoffed, sounding offended that the article of clothing dared to be so difficult to remove when he thought he was an expert bra remover at this point in his life. His hands moved to the front, where he tore it open, exposing her breasts and nipples to his searching mouth. "That's so much better," he mumbled between taking turns kissing her breast and swirling his tongue around her pink nipple.
"Jagger! What the hell?!" Sadie huffed and stilled her motions, "You can't just rip all my shit off. You need -"
Jagger bit softly at the underside of her breast and lifted her hips up, leaving just the tip of his cock inside her while she hovered over his lap. "I absolutely can. And why do you care?"
He thrust up hard inside her, keeping his hold on her hips in elevation so he now had control of the movements, pushing into her over and over at an increasing speed.
"How many shopping trips have I gone on with you over the years?" He pointed out between thrusts. "Oh no, I must add lingerie shopping to our outings now? Whatever will I do?" He rolled his eyes, clearly okay with it.
