Page 7 of Sins of Seduction
She was the devil with golden eyes and plump lips wrapped tight around his cock, damn near sucking the soul out of his body. He understood it now, Raven was put in his path to test him—make him shed the wings he was given and absolve him of the sainthood that had been placed upon him.
The way her clever tongue circled against his skin—telling him what paradise awaited him without words—made him want to sacrifice himself at her altar.
Jax wanted to run down whatever path led him back to those lips and throaty moans even if it meant watching Raven come apart at the hands of another—even if it meant letting Kit’s mouth take his own lips. Jax would break down every wall in his castle if it meant he could have Raven fly free beside him.
Tonight was just the beginning, and he was willing to explore it all so long as he got her in the end.
Raven moaned around Jax’s cock just as Kit pressed his lips against Jax’s. Raven hadn’t expected Jax to kiss him, but when Jax gripped the back of Kit’s neck—still controlling—still domineering, it damn near sent Raven over the edge. She was on sensory overload, with Kat’s clever fingers inside of her while Mr. Steele’s talented tongue teased her from behind. She was teetering on an edge she couldn’t stop herself from free falling toward.
She was supposed to just watch tonight—to gauge Jax’s responses, to be a guide for him in Lush and pay attention to his body when his mind tried to override what was happening. She was impressed and surprised at how willingly he jumped into this with both feet. There was no mockery or false superiority about him tonight, just pure uninhibited pleasure.
He was like every other person in here, desperate to deliver and chase the high that came from touching and tasting bodies Jax wouldn’t dare entertain in his past. He was as open as Raven’s cunt—willing and welcoming, and she didn’t want this night to ever end.
This was the part of their relationship she tried to fight for and meet him halfway on, but he’d been as rigid as his cock in her mouth. He had been taught what to expect from a world that didn’t exist anymore. The idea that only a man and woman entered into a union of the body and women were meant to be chaste until marriage had long since disappeared.
Women were demanding more—understanding their sexuality just as men were learning to explore theirs.
The things that had been whispered about in the dark, partaken in behind the clever disguise of moral human beings, were no longer kept hidden behind closed doors. People were no longer running from their dark appetites; they were dining with them instead.
Jax gripped her hair tight as she suctioned her mouth around the tip of his cock. She wrapped one hand around the base, while her other hand gripped his balls. The low growl that left his throat vibrated against the back of her throat, and she felt herself dripping against Kat’s fingers and Mr. Steele’s tongue. Her hips moved on their own, wishing Mr. Steele could dive deeper inside of her but needing Jax’s hands on her too.
“Raven.” He groaned her name, tearing his lips from Kit’s. His eyes were dark flames, scorching a path toward her, and she wanted to be burned alive by his touch.
“Fuck, I’ve missed that mouth of yours,” he whispered down at her as his other hand came down to caress her face. The move was tender and his eyes softened as he stared down at her.
She felt her heart start to beat faster in her chest for a whole different reason, and she needed to ignore it. This wasn’t the homecoming her or Jax thought it was. This night didn’t change the past ten years between them. Jax’s convictions had been embedded into him—they were as much a part of him as the blood that coursed through his body. Raven couldn’t be sure of what would happen after Lush closed and Jax stepped out of this room.
When the sun came up, would it bring with it the regrets and guilt of what he’d done in Lush, and would they fill him with so much shame he reverted back to the man he was when she met him? Or would the new Jax, the one who let another touch him in front of her, be the man who remained?
“That’s it,” Jax crooned. “Swallow my cock, my pretty little Raven.” Jax hissed through his teeth as Raven sucked him in deeper.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmured before his gaze turned to Kit’s. “Get on your knees and help her out.”
Raven moaned around his dick, loving the harsh words that seemed to be ripped from somewhere deep inside of Jax. She popped his dick out of her mouth and slowly slid away from Kat and Mr. Steele to make room for Kit to kneel between Jax’s legs. She gripped the base of Jax’s cock and guided it toward Kit’s waiting mouth. As soon as his lips were on Jax, they both worked together again, driving Jax as high as they could possibly take him.
Jax’s groans were loud in the room. She could feel the eyes of everyone on them, and it only heightened the experience because while everyone was looking at them, Raven and Jax had been enthralled with each other—their gazes locked as they held a silent conversation that seemed long overdue.
“Suck him harder,” Raven whispered toward Kit, and Jax’s head fell back as a low groan slipped from his lips.
His hips were moving faster, fucking Kit’s face with heightened urgency—as though if he slowed down, he’d lose all the sensations he was feeling. If this was a regular session or even a different night, Raven would pull Kit back and withhold Jax’s nut, pushing him to straddle his pain and pleasure line. She would see how tightly he was willing to be strung before he begged her to release him from the torment.
If tomorrow ever came for them, maybe Jax would let her play more. For now, she’d put him out of his misery and give him the high he was desperately chasing.
She tightened the grip on his base and pumped her fist faster, urging him to cum.
“Fuck, Rave. My God—.” He cursed as his eyes popped open and he gripped the back of Kit’s head. “Open your fucking mouth and stick your tongue out,” Jax growled as Raven continued to jerk him off—pulling his cum from his body.
The first shot landed on the middle of Kit’s tongue, and the rest spilled down Kit’s chin and onto his chest. Raven licked her lips as Jax’s entire body convulsed and dropped into the chair, completely depleted.
Raven looked toward Kit and crooked her finger at him. He straightened a little so he was leaning over her and let Jax’s cum slowly fall from his mouth into hers. A little spilled out the corner of her lips and Raven used her middle finger to push the cum back into her mouth.
Jax’s harsh curse had Raven smiling up at him. She stood to her full height and placed her palms on the armrest and leaned over him. Her lips hovered above his, and she felt his hands enclose around her wrists—trapping her where she stood. She climbed on his lap, surprised at how quickly his cock had risen again. He seemed to be as eager to be inside her as she was to have him fill her up.
“You still taste as good as I remember, Detective Pierce. Do you want to taste yourself on my tongue?” Raven looked down into his hungry eyes. He’d cum, been satisfied, and still he wanted more—he wanted her.
His hips bucked forward, brushing his cock against her slick entrance, and Raven let her eyes close and her head hang heavy. She circled her hips, teasing herself along his length—how easy would it be to have him slip inside of her? To touch every inch of her, claiming inches of her no one had ever been able to claim.
“Rave, if you’re going to fuck me, do it already,” he growled, squeezing her wrists tighter.
