Page 89 of Reputation
She was helpless against this man.But instead of scaring her like it should have, itthrilledher.Eavie could only wait as she ached, his promise from this morning rattling in her mind.
If I find you, I fuck you.
Just the thought sent a shiver of anticipation through her.
Slowly, Jax moved her hands closer together above her head until he could hold both in one of his large ones.He used his knee to shove her legs farther apart while his chest pressed into her, forcing her back to arch.
With his free hand, he moved it down and around to her chest.He squeezed and massaged first one breast, then the other, roughly tweaking her nipples into hard, aching points.
He continued his lazy journey down over her ribs, across the flat plane of her stomach and down between her spread thighs, where he cupped her through the Lycra material that was the only thing separating them.He pressed the heel of his hand down on her clit as he swirled his finger around her entrance through the fabric.
She gasped, then moaned as she tilted her head back against his shoulder.Eavie was utterly at his mercy and completely needy for him.
He chuckled darkly in her ear at the desperate, breathy sounds emanating from her lips.She felt like she was in a dream—one completely unlike anything she had ever thought or experienced.
Eavie rocked her hips back against him as he applied pressure to her clit.She was rewarded with the feel of him throbbing against her ass cheeks.
Suddenly, his hand disappeared from between her legs.She whimpered at the loss, but a second later, she heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down.
Eavie’s chest expanded as moisture flooded between her legs.She felt Jax gather her skirt and lift it.Cleverly, he used the longest bottom layer to hook the skirt over the wing on her shoulder.When the fabric had been secured, his hand moved back down and squeezed her ass roughly before he hooked his finger into one side of her bottoms, where it stretched across her entrance, and pulled it aside.
“Are you ready, baby?”Jax asked huskily into her ear.
“Yes,” she half moaned, half breathed as her head tilted back again.God, yes, she was so ready.
He ran his finger through her slit.“Fuck, you’re so wet.”He stroked his finger up then down, spreading the wetness pooling from their game.“Is this for me?Do you like this, baby?”he asked, his other hand tightening around her wrists.She whimpered as an onslaught of lust rushed to her belly.“I think you do like it,” he purred into her ear.“I think you love it when I take that icy control from you.”
“I’ll never give you control,” she shot back, but her voice, rough and thick with pure need, betrayed her.
She couldn’t deny that she liked it.Hell, shelovedit if she was willing to be honest.But she’d never given another man control before, never let him own her.With Jax, damn him, she couldn’t fight the desire.
“There’s my girl,” he whispered appreciatively as if he’d been waiting for that part of her to come out.“But we’ll see how much fight you have left when I’m done with you.”The words had barely left his sensual lips before he plunged two thick fingers into her dripping pussy.
“Ah, fuck,” she cried out, unable to stop the desperate sound.
He pumped into her a few times before withdrawing his fingers and teasing her entrance again.He repeated the process—plunge in, pump, pull out—a half dozen times until his thumb stroked her clit with the last inward thrust, turning her into a shaking, moaning mess.She was going to come, and he knew it.
He laughed darkly in her ear.“Oh yeah, you’ll be begging to give me control when I’m done with you.”
He pulled his fingers out abruptly, leaving her empty and panting, hands still shackled above her head, restraining her.She could do nothing but wait for him to make his next move, desperate, with the thrill of what she knew was coming heightening all her senses.
Behind her, she felt Jax’s hand brushing her lower back.Arching, she could feel him pumping his hand up and down his length, getting himself ready.When he leaned down to speak into her ear this time, his voice was so husky, his words were a growl.
“Spread your legs for me, baby,” he purred.She shifted on her heels, trying to open her legs wider for him.He hummed behind her at her immediate obedience.“Good girl.”
Oh, god.She felt wetness flood her entrance at his praise.She never would have thought she liked that, but this was the fourth time he’d said it to her and each time, her body sizzled with fresh desire.
Even though she was expecting it, Eavie was still unprepared for the invasion of his massive cock as he drove it into her in one swift thrust.
“Fuck,” she cried out, her fingers turning to claws against the wall, trying to ground herself against the onslaught of sensations.Every one of her senses was hyper-fixated on the feeling of her body stretching to accommodate him.
Jax gave her seconds to adjust before he moved, and when he did, he took her—heownedher.
He fucked her at a demanding pace.He gave her no quarter, and she asked for none.Eavie pushed back against every thrust he gave her.The powerful snap of his hips and the thick drive of his cock through her tight walls had her rushing toward climax in a matter of minutes.He pushed inside her so deep that she danced the line between pleasure and pain.The sweet ecstasy was too good to stop, and the power of him behind her, using her, had her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
Jax grunted with each thrust, further adding to the overwhelming sensations rushing through her to pool deep in her belly.His animalistic noises mixed with her cries of pleasure blended with the music until they created a harmony of passion so acute that all she could do was hang on—take everything he had to give her and ride the storm of primal need that pulsed between them.
“Jax,” she panted, the sound coming out no more than an aching whisper.
