Page 90 of Reputation
“Do you want to come?”His voice was thick, heavy as he breathed into her ear.
“Yes.”
“Beg me,” he demanded.She swallowed, gritting her teeth against the command.Jax laughed darkly in her ear.“If you want to come, you are going to surrender to me.I’m going to show you that I control this body.”He punctuated his words with hard, rough thrusts that had her rocking forward.“Beg me, baby.”
She sobbed out a moan as he pushed deep.The hand that had been holding her hip snaked up the front of her body, over her chest to wrap around her throat.He squeezed gently, and the feeling of being trapped by him—one hand shackling her wrists, the other around her throat—snapped the last of her strength and she surrendered.
“Please,” she breathed.
“Please, what?”he growled into her ear.
“Please, Jax.I want to come.Let me come.”
He hummed, the hand around her throat squeezing a little tighter.“Tell me I own this body.Tell me you’re mine.”
It was the heat of the moment, she told herself as the words came tumbling out.Just the thrill of it.“I’m yours.”
The second she surrendered completely, he slammed into her so hard that she screamed.Jax had to remove his hand from her throat to clasp it over her lips.“Come for me,” he growled into her ear.“Now.”
That was all it took for her to explode in a cataclysm of pure ecstasy.Waves radiated from her core, sending sparks shooting outward, limbs shaking.The force of it was so intense that she lifted onto her toes as she cried out, the noise muffled by his hand.
Beyond her screams as she clenched down hard on his cock, she heard him roar as he slammed his hips into hers one last time.He throbbed inside her, filling her with his cum they both rode the final waves of their orgasms.
When she had caught her breath and his hand fell away, she managed to breathe out, “Holy shit.”
Jax chuckled, the sound vibrating against her back.Lifting his head from where it had been resting in the crook of her neck, he placed a soft trail of kisses across her jaw.He released her wrists as he slid out, straightening her bottoms so they covered her again.
Turning her head, she looked back at him as he pulled her skirt back into place.“That was…” Eavie shook her head, turning around to face him.She didn’t know what that was, but it felt like she had just done something irreversible.
“I know,” Jax said, stepping close.
She stood on her tiptoes, looping her arms around his neck.“But that was so fucking hot,” she whispered against his lips.
He laughed again as she kissed him long and deep.Pulling away, he tucked himself back into his pants.
“Come on, Cinderella.Let’s get you a drink.”She nodded, still feeling dazed.“Do you want to leave first, and I’ll meet you at the bar?”Jax asked.
Right—they had to be careful about how they interacted.If they went together, people might notice.If he saw her there, they could just be chatting like coworkers.
“Yeah,” she said, unsure why the thought left her disappointed.“I should probably go clean up anyway.”She could feel the stickiness of his cum trickling out from between her legs.
Abruptly, Jax stepped toward her, backing her against the wall again.“No,” he said, his voice low and dangerous.Bracketing his arms on either side of her, he leaned his face close.“I want you to spend the rest of this party with my cum dripping out of that tight, hot little pussy.It’s the only way I’m going to get through this night not being able to touch you.”In the dim light, she couldn’t see the color of his eyes, but she could feel their intensity.“For the rest of the night, I want you to remember who that pussy belongs to.”
She blinked as her mouth fell open.Before she could say anything, he crushed his lips to hers in a consuming, possessive kiss.It was the type of kiss that claimed, and that made her understand that she was his.
For tonight, at least,she reminded herself.Only for tonight.
The evil voice in the back of her mind cackled at the pathetic lie she was trying to tell herself.
Jax kissed her until she was breathless, and words or thoughts had vanished from her head.
Stepping back, he placed a hand on her lower back, gently pushing her out of the alcove.Half dazed, Eavie practically stumbled down the hallway.
She had never been with any man who spoke to her like that.Moreover, she would have said it wasn’t something she would ever have contemplated tolerating let alone enjoy.But with Jax—God help her—she fucking loved it.
Sliding her phone out, she texted Joyce.
Eavie:
