Page 134 of Ares' Shield
“Fuck, Jayden,” I groan and wiggle my hips.
His tongue skates up my seam and circles my clit before he sucks it into his mouth, sending me detonating. My hands thread through his damp hair, holding him to me. He chuckles against my clit, sending shock waves through my body even harder.
White spots blind me as my body shakes uncontrollably in the most exquisite pleasure. I slump back against the wall and Jayden sits back on his heels, grinning at me. His eyes swirl with shadows as he slowly stands to his feet.
He slides his hands up my waist, over my sides, and cups my breasts in both hands. Jayden crowds me, pressing his hard body to mine. His shadows dance over his arms.
“Don’t tie my hands, please. I want to touch you,” I whimper.
“Not this time, baby. Touch me all you want.” Jayden grips my hand and sets it on his chest over his heart.
The placement of my hand isn’t lost on me, but am I ready for that? His eyes swirl with lust and shadows as he hikes my leg up around his hips.
It’s best to leave the emotions for later when I can actually process the words without the feel of his hot body under my hands.
I trail my fingers over his chest to his abs and wrap my fingers around his thick erection. Jayden’s spine arches as I pump him in my fist.
“Fuck, maybe I shouldn’t have told you to touch me,” Jayden groans.
He leans his forehead to mine, staring at me through eyes that tell me he’s on the brink of losing control. I press my lips to his in a light kiss and say, “Stay with me, Jayden.”
“I’m not leaving you, not ever.” He grips my wrist and pulls my hand off his cock, placing it back on his chest. “This is yours whether you believe it or not.”
Jayden kisses me deeply, cutting off the rebuttals that I may have had, and slowly pushes inside of me inch by torturous inch.
I smack my head against the tile wall as he grazes that spot inside me that lights up every nerve ending.
He pulls out of me and slams back inside hard and fast as his mouth latches on to my nipple and he bites down. The sting only takes me higher and I grip his shoulders with both hands. My nails dig into his flesh and Jayden groans.
“This is why I don’t let you touch me,” he pants between words. “Your hands on my skin feel like your magic.”
My magic tingles beneath my skin at his words but I don’t dare let it out to play. That would be a disaster.
Jayden trails his fingers up to my throat and behind my neck, pulling me in for a toe-curling kiss and tangles his fingers in my hair, pulling it back and breaking the kiss to nip down my neck again.
Every sensation of his mouth on mine and his cock inside me build into an inferno that I can’t stop. Black spots dot my vision and I arch my back as I tumble over the edge, screaming Jayden’s name.
“Fuck, baby. You’re milking my cock so tight,” Jayden grunts. “I can’t hold myself back.”
“Come, Jayden,” I whisper and slump against the tile.
Jayden grips my hips, almost bruising me, and thrusts harder and faster until his back arches and he screams my name to the ceiling.
He presses his forehead to mine, panting as he tries to recover from the orgasm.
“What are you doing?” I ask as Jayden sets me on my feet and bends to reach the discarded cloth again.
Jayden only grins as he turns to me and kicks my legs apart. He trails the cloth over my pussy, cleaning it again, and I shudder at how sensitive it is.
He grips my arms and turns us so I’m under the still hot spray and lathers his hands with shampoo before massaging my scalp.
“Gods, Jayden, that feels so good,” I moan.
He’s pampering me and though I love it, I don’t understand it. Is this because I almost died and scared the hell out of him, or is this because he’s changing to be who he thinks I want him to be?
Neither option is ideal. I want Jayden. I just want him to trust in me and our relationship. I don’t care if he takes care of me. I’m not that type of girl.
“I can take care of myself,” I mumble.
