Page 17 of Big Easy
"Arms up," I command, and she lifts them above her head, allowing me to strip her shirt from her body. Kneeling behind her, I remove her shoes, then socks. Hooking my fingers into her waistband, I slide her pants over her lush ass and down her slim thighs.
"Jaxson. There are people on the street below," she says as my hands travel back up her body.
"They can't see in, babe." I smell her arousal as my fingertips dip between her thighs. I gently grip her hips, guiding her to face me, and her fingers tangle in my hair. I lift my eyes to Sutton's face and find her staring at me, biting her lip. The thin scrap of material creating a barrier between her pussy and my mouth is teasing me. Sutton watches as I rip her panties from her body.
Her pussy is nearly bare, and I home in on her swollen clit, just begging to be licked and sucked. Pressing my face between her thighs, I run my tongue along her seam, getting my first taste, then suck her sensitive bundle of nerves into my mouth. Paying attention to how her hips move and grind against my mouth, I find the rhythm she likes. Her moans fuel my need to make her come, and her nails scraping against my scalp make my cock harden to the point of pain just as she explodes in my mouth.
With the taste of her release still on my lips, I stand, strip my cut and shirt from my body, throwing them to the floor, then press her back against the mirror and cover her mouth with mine.
In a frenzy, her hands work to undo my jeans while I rid my woman of her bra, feverishly dip my head, and take one of her nipples into my mouth.
"Oh God," Sutton moans, and I'm not sure if it's because I'm devouring her voluptuous tits or the fact she just wrapped her hand around my cock, releasing it from the confinement of my jeans. She strokes me as I take her other nipple into my mouth.
Reaching between us, I cover her hand wrapped around my cock, and squeeze. "Harder," I instruct, and she obeys. I enjoy her touch for a beat longer before she suddenly stops.
Both panting, she locks eyes with me. "I want to try something new," she says, and my heart pounds heavily against my chest.
"Anything," I tell her.
She pulls me toward a chair in the room and directs me to have a seat. I watch her hips sway as she walks away and the space between us widens. The sun has set completely, and the room has turned dark. The light of the moon dances over her pale skin as she makes her way to the dance pole. I'm shocked when she grabs it in her hand then twirls around it.
The slow, sultry beat of Erode by Tender begins to drift through the surround sound speakers in the room. I watch, entranced by her sensuous moves as she masterfully works the pole. Facing me, her eyes stay locked on mine as she slides her back down the pole lowering herself to the floor. Sutton does several more aerobic, extremely captivating techniques before crawling on all fours, her movements cat-like as she makes her way toward me, settling between my legs.
Sutton runs her palms up my thighs, and I never wanted a woman to touch me as badly I need her to at this moment. Her body barely hovers above mine as she works her touch upward. Heat radiates between us.
Need takes over. Gripping Sutton's thighs, I spread her legs, bringing her to straddle my lap. The tip of my cock presses against her entrance. Palming her breast, I take her nipple into my mouth and lower her onto my cock, slowly sliding into her tight heat.
"Fuck me, babe," I command, and she swivels and rocks her hips. While she rides my cock, I feast on her tits. It doesn't take long before her breaths turn ragged. Suddenly, her body explodes. Her pussy squeezes my dick as she rides out her orgasm, taking me over the edge, making me climax with her, giving me the most intense release I've ever experienced.
After our breathing levels, I carry her to my bed and pull her close. We lie together, letting the moment encapsulate us. "I've never done that before."
"Done what, babe?" My hands rub lazy circles on her hips as I nuzzle her neck.
"Danced for someone. I mean, for purposes other than fitness," she admits, and I realize how she came to learn her dance moves. "I don't know what came over me."
"It was by far the most erotic thing I've ever watched. I've never been so turned on," I tell her, and my admission causes her to turn over and face me.
"Really?"
"Yeah, babe. Really." Now it's my turn to make a confession. "This is new for me."
"What is?" She looks confused, and I kiss her forehead. "This—cuddling. I don't do it. Ever. But, with you, I find myself wanting a lot of things I've never wanted before."I know I sound like a pussy but fuck if I care.
"Jaxson. Whatever this is between us, it's more intense than I've ever felt before, with anyone."
"I'm willing to see where it goes if you are." I roll onto my back, pulling her into my side. Her head rests against my chest, and her warm breath skims across my skin.
"I'm willing to take the journey with you, Jaxson," Sutton says sleepily, and for the first time in my life, I fall asleep next to a woman I see my future in.
It's late afternoon the following day, and I'm sitting outside the house of that motherfucker, Peter Sanders, or his dying father's home, waiting for him to return. "You must got it bad for this woman if you're willin' to put the fear of death on this guy." Grim takes a toke off of his cigarette.
"We're not here to share feelings." I cut my eyes at him.
"I'm only saying what everyone's thinkin', Prez. It's not a bad thing, you know. Shit. Once the women find out about Sutton, you'll never hear the end of it."
I shake my head because he's right. The brothers' old ladies have played matchmaker and meddled in my love life for years.
We watch a red Mazda pull into the driveway from across the street, hidden behind an empty house. Peter Sanders steps out of the car. The man has issues. From what Brewer dug up, he has a pattern of attaching himself to women, or I should say stalking them. He's had four restraining orders placed against him in the past five years and one assault charge, which he did a little time for.
