Page 53 of Bully's Second Chance
“I’m so sorry, Jax. She had no right,” she whispered.
I stared off into space as she tried to clean me up, but I didn’t care. At the very least, I got the answers I needed regarding my childhood, even if they were disgusting and unforgivable.
“Could I have my lunch, please?” I asked mindlessly.
“Of course,” Lily said as she stood up, “I’ll get it for you.”
And after she sat my food down in front of me, she giggled. “I do want to let you know, though, that if you ever fly off the handle and say anything even remotely insane like that to me while I’m around? You’ve got another thing coming, mister.”
For the first time since my father died, I actually chuckled. “Don’t leave me behind with our child and take millions of dollars with you, and we’ll be just fine.”
She leaned into my ear. “Actually, I was talking about all of the times over the past two weeks that you’ve barked at me for one reason or another. Now that I know you can smile again, you’ll be held accountable for your words and your tone of voice.”
I slowly looked over at her, our lips sheer millimeters apart. “I bet I could bark at you and make you do other things.”
Her gaze fell to my lips. “Really now? And how do you figure?”
A grin spread across my face. “I bet if I got my tongue between your legs, I could make you do anything I wanted.”
Then, as her eyes met mine, the tension in the room quickly shifted.
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Lily
When his eyes darkened for the first time in weeks, I knew it was also time for me to step up. To be bold and brazen, even though it was completely out of character. I felt his breath against my lips, and I wanted nothing more than to kiss him. To taste him again, after everything we had weathered together. So, I took a chance.
“Well, Mr. Jackson,” I said as I walked back over to my chair, “why don’t you come show me exactly what that tongue of yours can do?”
I sat down and spread my legs, allowing my pencil skirt to ride up my thighs. I felt my pussy lips being bared for Jax as his heated stare dropped between my thighs. I spread them so far apart that I hooked my knees over the arms of the chair I sat in, with my heels dangling from the tips of my toes. And as he stood, I watched his cock grow under his pants.
“You’re gonna regret this,” he said as he stalked over to me.
I grinned. “On the contrary, I think it’s going to be a wonderful ride for us both.”
With his thick dick pressing against his suit pants, he tossed a pillow to the floor and knelt in front of me. I sighed softly as his lips kissed up my freshly shaved leg until he was sucking on the dollop of excess my inner thighs had to offer. My head fell back against the seat. Heat rushed through my veins as I felt myself come alive for the first time since we had buried his father.
And when he pulled my panties to the side, I relished every ministration of his tongue.
“Oh, Jax,” I said breathlessly.
When his tongue licked up my slit, my back arched. He teased me by kissing and sucking on my soaking wet pussy lips as if he were enjoying a delicate meal he wanted to savor. I moaned as I sank farther into the chair, pushing my pussy tighter against his face, but when his tongue finally parted my lower lips, my eyes shot open.
“Oh, shit,” I hissed.
With a growl and a groan, he slid his arms beneath my thighs. He pulled me closer to him, sending my heels flying to the floor as my toes curled with every lick of his tongue. His mouth puckered around my swollen clit, sending me through the roof as my thighs quaked next to his cheeks. And when he filled me with two of his fingers, I cried out his name.
“Jackson! Holy shit, don’t stop!”
He growled as my juices dripped down his chin. He pumped his fingers slowly, curling them up just as his tongue pressed against my clit. I bucked wildly against his face, wanting nothing more than to seek my end against the tip of his tongue. And as my eyes rolled back into my head, I felt my orgasm crash over me.
“Yes! Jax! I’m coming! I’m com—I’m com—oh, holy hell.”
I collapsed against the chair as he licked me softly, causing my legs to jump. He chuckled, sending vibrations throughout my entire body, but he didn’t stop. He slowed down long enough for me to catch my breath, and then I felt one of his fingers teasing my soaking wet, puckered asshole before he breached my virginal hole with the first knuckle of his pinky.
“Shit, shit, shit, oh fuck. That feels—Jesus, I don’t know how it feels, but it feels—”
He licked all the way up my slit before gazing into my red hot face. “Like you’re full?”
