Page 76 of Undisputed Player
With a soft growl of frustration, she pressed her ass back against my hard length, grinding against me, just slightly. The contact sent heat blazing through me, and I had to bite back a loud groan.
"You can't just stop," she whined, her voice taking on a petulant edge that made my cock throb, an edge I’d only heard out of her once or twice before. "That's not fair."
My little princess was showing her true colors, and fuck if it wasn't the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
She ground against me again, more insistently this time, her small hands gripping my wrists and trying to force my thumbs back intomotion. "Touch me," she demanded, her usual politeness completely gone. "I need you to touch me."
"Need?" I teased against her ear, still keeping my hands frustratingly still. "That's a strong word, princess."
"Yes, need," she said firmly, her voice fierce despite its tremor. She twisted in my arms, trying to get more contact, more friction, more of anything I was willing to give her.
"Don't be mean to me."
Don't be mean to me.She really was a princess when she didn't get her way.
"Mean?" I chuckled, finally allowing my thumbs to move just slightly, barely grazing her nipples through the silk.
"This isn't mean, princess. This is me being patient."
She whimpered at the minimal contact, pressing back against me harder.
“I don't want you to be patient. I want you to finish what you started.”
The demanding tone, the way she was grinding against my cock like she couldn't help herself, the desperate grip of her fingers on my wrists—it was all so different from the reserved, independent woman I'd been pursuing. This was raw, honest need, and it was fucking beautiful.
"Say please," I commanded softly, my lips brushing her ear.
"Please," she said immediately, without hesitation. "Please, Jax. I'll do anything, just don't stop touching me."
Anything. The endless possibilities that opened up with those words made my head spin.
"That's my good girl," I praised, finally giving her what she wanted. My thumbs resumed their torturous circles, pressing and stroking until she was trembling in my arms.
From the living room, Leo's voice drifted through the closed door. “Elle? What books should I pack?”
Reality crashed back, but not before I'd gotten a glimpse of the girl beneath all that careful control. My bratty, demanding, little princesswho would grind against me and beg for what she wanted when pushed to her limits.
Before she could retreat behind her walls, I spun her around and captured her lips in a claiming kiss. When I pulled back, we were both breathing hard.
"I'll take care of it," I murmured, adjusting myself very obviously through my pants. "Compose yourself, princess. We'll finish this later."
Her lips were swollen, eyes still dazed with need. "Promise?"
"Promise," I chuckled, pressing one last soft kiss to her forehead.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Jax
I straightened my tie and ran a hand through my hair, trying to compose myself after what had just happened in that cramped bathroom. My cock was still throbbing, the memory of her soft skin under my hands, the way she'd ground against me like a needy little thing, playing on repeat in my mind.
I made my way into Leo’s small bedroom and watched him pick between his books, helping him pick between them when asked. My phone buzzed against my thigh again, and I pulled it out to find the group chat lighting up:
Adrian
So have you changed your mind about burning down her building yet?
I had to admit, the idea was only becoming more tempting.
