Page 68 of Fox
She smiles brightly at the man. It’s fake, but he doesn’t seem to care, far too busy staring at her body rather than her face. My eyes scan over her and how her little dress hits just below her perfectly rounded ass, and it’s almost too much to think about.
Luca, the golden retriever he is, comes bouncing back to Janie and hands her a drink. As Janie rests her head on Luca’s arm, I slam my empty glass down on a table, and she jumps. Giving her a heated glare, I turn to walk down the hall of the modern clubhouse to the private bathrooms. I nearly slam my fist into the wall by the bathroom door before running my hands through my beard and tugging the strands in frustration.
Why is she doing this to me? Is she purposely trying to make me insane? Does she want me to gut that man in front of this entire party? Because that’s where we’re heading, and fast.
I hear high heels clicking on the hardwood floors; I know it’s her before she speaks.
“Get tired of your new puppy?” I sneer while turning to face Janie. When I see her face, all the anger leaves me, and concern takes over.
“What’s wrong?” I walk up to her trembling body and grab her shoulders. “Did he hurt you?” I growl, my anger hitting a dangerously high level.
“W-What? N-No,” she whispers, her bottom lip quivering. She looks up at me with watery eyes.
“Did you really put my old sketches on my dad’s urn?” I still for a second, trying to adjust my emotions.
“Oh, right. I forgot Atlas picked it up today. Yeah, I found them in the office a while ago and thought that maybe they could print them on the urn like a collage.”
Janie shoves me into the open bathroom before shutting and locking the door. I stare down at her, but her lips are on mine before I can speak. Her tongue in my mouth, and fuck yes, shetastes like the sweet alcoholic drink that fucker brought her and sunshine, and Christmas morning.
“Janie,” I growl against her mouth, earning a moan as I slam her against the door. I feel her release my hair from the band and run her fingers through it, gripping and tugging as she presses harder against me like she can’t get close enough. I understand the feeling.
I press my rock-hard cock against her belly, and she inhales a sharp breath, breaking the kiss. No way I’m stopping this. No one is going to come to their fucking senses right now. I grip the back of her neck with one hand and put the other one on the back of her thigh, pulling it up to my hip.
“Jump,” I demand in a gruff voice. She obeys and wraps her legs around my waist, her dress bunching up her hips. Then, using the hand on her neck, I find the clasp on the halter straps of her dress and easily unclasp it, sending the top half of her dress pooling between us.
I feel her grind her hips against me, and I roll my eyes back and moan. “Fuckkk.”
My lips capture hers again as I palm one of her bare breasts. She lets out a needy whine as she continues to grind against my dick. “Fox.” Her breathy pants are fueling my arousal. I want—noneedto consume her completely. I need her to realize the maddening rage I felt seeing her with that man. I need her to want me to own her. I need to know that whoever the fuck that guy is, he will never be in our life again.
Wrapping her hair around my fist, I jerk her face upward as I glare down at her. “What about him out there?”
She is in a lust-filled daze, and I can see it takes her a second to register what I’m asking. She shakes her head. “Don’t stop,” she orders as she puts her feet on the floor. I watch as her dress slips completely off her, revealing her naked breasts and blacklace panties. I stare in shock while looking her up and down, minutely aware that I’m palming myself through my pants.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” I ask slowly as I slip out of my suit jacket, tossing it to the side. “Do you have any idea how badly I’ve wanted to fuck you since the moment you walked in tonight? And then you’re with that happy son of a bitch, and I watch you smile at him, and he kisses you and calls youhispet? I want to beat him mercilessly and then fuck you on top of his dying body.” I wrap her hair around my fist and jerk her to me.
“Jealous?” she asks between shaky breaths. I let out a small puff of air before pulling her closer to my face.
“Dangerously.” My voice is low, and I lick her bottom lip, causing her to shudder.
“Your fault,” she breathes against my mouth. “I could’ve been yours tonight.” My gaze burns into her eyes, her pupils wide. I slide my hand down her stomach, over her panties, and between her thighs. Slipping a finger inside, I smirk when I feel her. She’s dripping.
“Oh, baby doll….” I purr as I pump my finger in and out. I curl my finger before pulling it out and slipping it into my mouth. Fuck, her taste is so fucking rich, sweet and tangy. Warm and wet and the most addictive thing I’ve ever tasted. “You were always mine.” I slip my fingers back inside her hot, tight entrance, rougher this time. She grips my shoulders as a gasp escapes her. I press the heel of my palm against her clit while I pull her face to mine.
“Make yourself come on my hand,” I order, my voice low as I grip her neck with my free hand, and she gasps. Once I feel her moving against my hand, I capture her lips and begin fucking her mouth with my tongue. I swallow every one of her moans and cries, and I pump my fingers into her faster, and her hips grind and buck harder. She slows momentarily, and I squeezemy grip on her delicate neck. “I didn’t say stop,” I growl, leaning closer. “You want me? Show me what that needy cunt wants. Tell me it’smycock you crave,myname you cry out. You rub that cunt into my hand until you explode, and then you’re going to watch me swallow it all.” I feel her movements become jerky as her walls spasm around me. She’s going to come.
“Oh god…” She pants and rolls her head back. She begins to scream out, and I have to move my hand from her throat to her mouth to shut her up while her eyes roll back as she violently bucks against me.
Once she stops her movement, I remove my hand from inside her and my other from her swollen mouth. I need to be inside her right fucking now. I stare at her as she pants, her eyes and body begging for more. But first, I make good on my promise. Dropping to one knee, I lick her arousal off my hand before moving her panties to the side and forcing her legs over my shoulders.
“Oh god… Fox!” Her whines cause my cock to ache as I continue to lick her clean. She’s perfect, and I pray she’s my last meal when my time comes. Janie screams out as she comes again and this time, I’m unable to silence her. Pulling back, I give her swollen pussy loud kisses before staring up at her.
“Baby doll, if I don’t have myself buried inside you within the next ten seconds, I’m going to die.” Her smile is weak, She’s not even on this planet anymore, and all I want is to join her. But a bucket of ice water hits me, bringing me right back to reality.
“I don’t have a condom.” Why? Why did I stop carrying fucking condoms?!
“I don’t care.” She pants as she stares at me. “I’m on birth control.”
That’s all I need her to say. In an instant, I slip off her wet panties, stuffing them in my pants pocket before standing up and spinning her around so she’s gripping the sink and lookinginto the oversized mirror. In record time, I pull my cock out and press the crown against her tight, dripping entrance.
