Page 72 of Hidden Sacrifice
“All your clothes,” he commanded. His voice was so rough and raw; my body hummed at the knowledge that I was making him fall apart.
“You do it,” I said with a firm challenge. When I felt the pressure of his power, grabbing hold of my bra, I used my power to blast his back. “With your hands,” I added.
His eyes narrowed at me. “Do you think I can’t? That I can’t touch your creamy white skin?”
I felt his power return for another attack, but it grabbed all of me this time, pulling me into his waiting arms as his hand wrapped around my back to unclasp my bra.
“You like to forget I can touch,” he said, making my entire body shudder. “I can touch. And lick. And suck. And fuck.”
I felt the clasp snap free, but the bra stayed pinned between our bodies. I lifted my head to meet his gaze. “I don’t know if I believe that last one. You might have to prove it to me,” I said with a smile.
Our lips crashed against each other as if the cure to our unique brand of crazy was found solely within the other. This kiss felt different than all the rest. Desperate in the wake of his confession, we clung to each other as if he would die tomorrow.
For all we knew, today could be our last, and finally, we were done denying each other. His arms touched roughly wherever they went as he pulled my bra off and banished it to the corner. His lips trailed down to kiss my neck as I felt his hands tear my underwear from my body. He moved so quickly that it felt like a crack of a whip against my skin, making me groan as a renewed wave of arousal coursed through me.
“Is that how you want it, Babe? Hard and rough?”His voice teased my mind while his lips sucked at the delicate skin of my neck.
“Yes.”
His lips left my skin to give him room to take off his shirt, and I marveled at his ink-covered chest and hardened muscles as he revealed himself to me button by button. The sheer amount of runes that covered his skin was a calling card to just how much damage he could do. I wanted him to show me all of it.
I reached my hand out slowly, heading for the waist of his pants. I watched for signs of hesitation, but I saw lust-blown eyes staring back at me. Right now, I doubt he would object to me touching him any way I wanted. My hand grabbed his waistband as my other hand came to help. I slowly slid his pants down as I sunk onto my knees before him.
I could see the outline of his thick cock pressing firmly against his boxers.
His fingers hooked into the waistband, pulling them down before he stepped out of them. He grabbed his cock in his hands, pumping it lightly. Gathering a bead of pre-cum onto the tip of his thumb before he brought it to my lips and shoved it into my mouth roughly.
My tongue darted out to collect the salty drop. I swirled my tongue around his finger before sucking on it harder. Slowly, he pulled his finger free, dragging it down my chin, before grasping my neck.
“Open up those pretty red lips, Babe. I’ve got something much larger for you to suck on,” he said as his hand tightened for a moment.
My lips sprung free eagerly as I squeezed my thighs together to relieve some of the ache that settled in. His hand moved up from my neck to my cheeks as he pressed in to force my mouth to remain open.
The head of his cock pressed against my lips as my tongue darted out to lick, my reach limited by his hold on me. My tongue lapped over the underside of his cock as he slowly pushed deeper into my waiting mouth. His grip was firm on my cheeks, pressing in. I’m sure he could feel his hard cock beneath his fingertips through the thin skin as he started to slide it between my lips.
“Fuck Babe, just like that,” he groaned, looking down at me while I looked up through my lashes at him. A mixture of pain and pleasure crossed his face as I tried to remain still as he fucked my mouth, holding my jaw open.
The pressure of his hand burned, sending electric shocks through my body as his thrusts picked up the pace. As he grunted words of appreciation.
“I want you to come in my mouth, Jax,”I mentally begged him since my mouth was otherwise occupied.
He responded with a groan as his pace picked up, thrusting his cock between my lips in a punishing rhythm. His grip on my cheeks wavered, his hand slowly moving down to rest around my neck.
I could feel his cock harden further, the prominent veins sliding across my tongue. I knew he was getting close. When his hand tightened around my throat, cutting off my air supply, I knew he was about to come.
Black spots floated around the edge of my vision as my head swam. His cock thrusting into my mouth and stilling. He groaned, and I felt him shudder as his cock throbbed out his release. I attempted to swallow it down greedily as my lungs started to scream, and tears ran down my cheeks.
Darkness threatened to envelop me, but right before the sensation pulled me under, Jax released his hold on me, pulling his cock from my lips so I could drag in a rough gasp of air.
“Fuck,” Jax sighed as I sat back on my heels, taking a moment to catch my breath. “You are incredible,” he said, reaching down to caress the side of my face.
I smiled up at him clenching my legs together. I could feel some of my arousal leaking out onto my thighs. His hand moved around to the back of my head, gripping my hair tightly as he pulled me up to stand. His lips rushed to meet mine, and my tongue met his, eager to share his taste.
His grip on my hair was bruising as he held me in place. His other hand came up to grab at my breast, pulling on my nipple before cupping my heavy breast as he continued his deep massage. The rough touches sent zips of pain through my body as my back arched to force more of my breast into his palm as he continued his rough kiss.
The rough but expert touch under his skilled hand mixed in with my excitement, making me whimper into his mouth as a slow orgasm washed over me. His mouth captured my moans, swallowing them down as my walls pulsed, seeking out anything to grab on to. I could feel more arousal as it leaked down my thighs.
Jax slowed the kiss, pulling his lips away from mine as he smiled triumphantly.
