Page 31 of Traitorous Lies
“Yes, princess?” He arched a brow at her as he looked at her from between her spread legs. “Tell me what you want. Beg for it.”
“Please, I need you.”
“You need me to do what?”
“To t-touch me.”
“Touch you how?”
His mouth was so close to her center that she felt each puff of air from every word he spoke, and it stoked the fire already raging inside her. “With your mouth. I want to feel your lips, and your tongue, your teeth.”
“My teeth, huh? My princess isn’t all sweet and vanilla, is she?”
“No. She doesn’t want to be treated like a princess right now, she wants to be devoured.”
Like her words were a match that took the fire inside her and set it alight in Jax, he groaned and then his mouth was on her.
That first touch of his tongue had her gasping, and then all she could do was absorb everything he was doing to her as his mouth was all over her, suckling her bundle of nerves, scraping his teeth over the sensitive bud, his tongue teasing her entrance. His palms pressed against her thighs, somehow opening her further, and his thumbs circled her entrance while his mouth went back to her bud, lavishing it with attention.
“Jax, more, more,” she whimpered.
Slowly, his thumbs slipped inside her, both at the same time. After stroking a few times, he pressed against her walls, opening her so his tongue could delve deeper.
Her eyes rolled back in her head, as without even thinking, her hips rocked against his mouth.
“That’s right, princess, ride my face, take what you need,” Jax praised as his mouth alternated between thrusting his tongue into her and claiming her bundle of nerves, sucking it harder and harder while the tip of his tongue swirled around it.
Something powerful began to build.
It started low in her belly, a slight tingle.
It grew quickly.
Quicker than she could process.
Claiming each cell of her body as it spread.
Crescendoing into something stronger than she’d ever felt before, when it finally burst, it felt like fireworks had gone off inside her. Pleasure fired along every nerve ending, making stars burst behind her closed lids, and through it all, Jax licked and stroked her, giving her every drop of pleasure that he could.
Finally, it began to ebb, leaving little aftershocks in its wake.
“I want you inside me now, Jax,” Monique said as he lowered her legs from their perch on his shoulders, and she reached down to free his impressive length from his pants and boxers. “But I don’t want soft and sweet. I don’t want to be a princess right now. I want hard, fast, and passionate like you can't get enough of me. I want bruises and teeth marks because you’re so crazy for me you can't control yourself.”
It’s what she’d always wanted but never been brave enough to ask for.
Jax made her feel brave.
Made her feel invincible.
“My princess has a wild side,” Jax said as he leaned in to nip at her bottom lip.
“Not a princess right now,” she reminded him.
“You’ll always be my princess.”
The words didn't have time to sink in before he gripped her hips and lifted her, burying himself inside her in one smooth thrust. For a second there was a small sting as her body accommodated his size, but it quickly morphed into pleasure as he gave her everything she asked for.
Setting an almost frantic pace, one of Jax’s hands stayed on her hip, the hold he had on her definitely hard enough to leave a few bruises behind. His other hand shoved her clothes up, baring her breasts, and after touching kisses to each nipple, making them both pebble, his lips found hers, and his hand took over teasing her breasts. Each tweak of her nipples as he rolled them between his thumb and forefinger sent sparks straight between her legs.
