Page 31 of Sins of Seduction
Jax’s hands came down on her bare thighs, absently drawing circles against her skin as he mulled over what Raven told him. He’d been accustomed to the atmosphere in Lush, having gone every month for a year. He knew what to expect and what the rules were. While Lush offered a different type of experience from a lounge, it still had that feel of one. He wasn’t one hundred percent sure he’d be totally comfortable being in a stranger’s home expected to do what he did in Lush.
“If we go to this private party, if I don’t find it as…,” he searched for the right word, “enticing as Lush, can I just sit back and watch?” Coming to Lush had helped Jax understand that he thoroughly enjoyed watching other people fuck as much as he liked being watched. If he could test the waters the way he did with Lush, he could definitely get on board with a private party. He wanted to experience this side of Raven’s world, but he had to do it at his own pace. He was still fighting the part of himself that had been rooted in his upbringing that believed how Raven enjoyed sex was wrong.
How he wanted to enjoy sex was wrong.
He hated how so much of his belief system had come from his parents and not the world around him. He wasn’t sheltered as a kid, but that didn’t stop his mom’s or grandparents’ voice from being the soundtrack that played whenever he got curious. It had been there the times he fooled around with his friend when he was a teenager, and it was on blast anytime he was around Raven.
Right now, as he stared into Raven’s eyes, he could hear the whispers of his mom and grandparents telling him this was a temptation—a test against his faith he shouldn’t fall for. The promises of paradise that coated her skin was an illusion and would only lead to a darkness Jax wouldn’t be able to escape from.
There would be no pleasure, just demons he couldn’t fight.
But Jax was tired of fighting and ignoring those parts of himself.
It was time to play in the darkness that had always called to him, and Raven would lead his way.
Raven felt like she was still asleep, believing the conversation she was having with Jax was a dream. In all the times that she’d known him he’d never initiated this type of conversation unless he was starting a fight. She waited, holding her breath for the moment that Jax’s ignorance would rear its head and slam into her for the desires she had, but all she saw on Jax’s face was open curiosity and hunger for her. Her foolish heart leaped out of her chest and into Jax’s palm at his willingness to meet her somewhere they could both exist in this relationship. She wanted to stay cautious, but after the three days they spent together without the outside world barreling in was hard to do.
“We can set up the boundaries here before we go to any event or party,” Raven started, still in disbelief she was having this conversation with him. There was a party coming up soon. It happened the same time every year, and while a lot happened at the party, it would be a good way to introduce Jax into the world outside of Lush.
“If you’re not feeling anybody or anything, you don’t have to participate. If you want to watch me fuck someone or vice versa, we can go over all that and what’s expected of us at the party, this way there’s no room for any confusion or for one of us to get hurt.” Raven watched a smile tease Jax’s lips as she felt him grow underneath her. She wasn’t sure what turned him on more, the idea of her fucking someone or him fucking someone, but she had to keep her hips planted to stop herself from rocking against him.
“You already have a party in mind?” Jax murmured, his hands moving further up her legs, and Raven nodded. “Have you been to this party before?” She felt Jax’s question against her mouth as his talented fingers inched closer to her pussy.
She let out a shaky breath as one of his fingers grazed her clit. “What are you doing?” She was breathless as Jax gently pushed her on her back.
“Scoot back.” His hands gripped the back of her thighs as she made her way toward the end of the bed to give Jax room to settle in between her legs. “Tell me about this party, Raven.” His eyes locked on her as he pushed open her legs wider, exposing the wetness she could feel coating her lips. She was sore and swollen from the past three days, but her body still craved his.
“What are you doing?” Raven asked, sitting up on her elbows. The anticipation of having Jax touch her left her feeling light headed.
“I’m hungry,” Jax practically growled as he lowered his head, never taking his eyes off of her. “You can talk to me while I eat,” he licked his lips as if he could already taste her, “I promise I won’t miss a single inch.” His predatory smile made her ache. She was pinned between his gaze and the pressure of his hands against her legs, and all it did was turn her on more.
Raven held her breath as she watched his tongue dive deep inside of her before licking her clit. Her breath left her on a heady moan just as Jax pulled back, chuckling. “That doesn’t sound like words, Rave. Don’t tell me you are having a problem concentrating.”
The look in Jax’s eyes told Raven there was a challenge in his words, and Raven wasn’t one to ignore it. She reached for the back of Jax’s head, pulling him closer to her aching cunt. If he wanted to challenge her, she was all for it, knowing she’d be the real victor here. “Let’s see how good that tongue of yours really is, Pierce. Don’t take your eyes off me,” She commanded.
“Yes, ma’am, but let’s see if you can do the same.” Before Raven could respond, Jax buried his face in her pussy. His tongue holding a conversation with her lips that made Raven struggle to form words that weren’t Jax’s name.
She tried to buck her hips, needing to chase the pleasure Jax was teasing her with, but his punishing grip kept her hips on the bed. “I don’t hear you telling me about this party,” Jax teased as he slide two fingers inside of her, fucking her slow as he played with her clit.
Party, party, party.Raven chanted in her mind, trying to remember the layout of Jess Murray’s house and what went down. It had been a while since she attended one. Running Lush had kept her busy, and she rarely had time to play outside of her own club.
“It’s in a mini mansion,” Raven moaned when he added a third finger. She felt her body get warmer—it started off as a slow simmer, but with each swipe of Jax’s tongue, she grew hotter. Her hands gripped the sheet as she struggled to stay focused on Jax. “Depending on the event, there’s usually bodies on a table in the kitchen for you to feast on. Each room has a theme, and they…fuck….” Raven’s hips bucked. She wasn’t going to last much longer. It was getting harder and harder to keep her eyes open.
Jax abruptly pulled his fingers out of her. He gripped her hips, pulling her closer to his body before he flipped her on to her stomach and pulled her hips up in the air. It took a second for Raven’s mind to pick up the change in positions, and she readjusted herself on her forearms to gaze over her shoulder. A hard palm hit her ass, and she moaned, pushing her hips back into Jax.
“Why’d you stop talking, Rave?” Jax palmed both of her ass cheeks before she felt his tongue inside of her again—devouring every drop he could coax out of her. She tried to remember what she’d been talking about before he flipped her on her front, but she couldn’t think past his touch.
“My pretty little Raven,” he whispered against her, his breath making her shudder just as he inserted two fingers inside of her. “My greedy girl, your cunt’s wrapped around my fingers, desperate not to let me go.”
She felt the press of his lips against her right cheek before his teeth sank into her flesh. Raven dropped her head into the mattress, her teeth gripping the sheets, wishing it was Jax’s skin. She loved this side of Jax, the man who devoured her body like he was starved and couldn’t get enough of her.
The man who had no inhibitions when it came to their sexual experience.
The man who knew her body so well. He knew when to apply the right amount of pressure and when to back off to prolong the pleasure.
She felt Jax’s tongue tease the entrance of her ass, as his fingers continued his torment inside of her pussy. She pushed back against his fingers and tongue, wanting more, needing more of Jax. She wanted to feel him inside of her, filling her to the point it was almost painful but she wouldn’t pull away because without him it would be worse.
“Jax,” she pleaded, looking over her shoulder. She had three days, seventy-two hours of just him, and it still wasn’t enough to stop the desperate need coursing through her.
