Page 47 of Better Run
Fuck him. I force my mind to think about anything else. Anything.
Warmth brushes my cheek. He’s kissing me. I groan and he pushes his hard, strong body to mine. He’s deliciously warm and I crave that warmth. I didn’t realize I was cold until he pressed into me.
He continues playing with me, and heat settles in my core. I feel my muscles clenching and unclenching on his fingers.
“Not yet,” he whispers in my ear. “The next time this pretty pussy comes, it’s going to be on my cock.”
I shake my head. He gently grabs my chin and tilts my face to his. His eyes are warm, and he smiles. It takes my breath away. I’ve never seen him look so beautiful.
There’s pressure on my cunt, and then I feel full. Very, very full. I shift against the sensation. He continues looking into my eyes and brushes a hair away from my face. “You’re doing so good.”
So good? I shift again. The pressure is still there. Then he starts moving. Slowly thrusting his hips.
Oh shit. He’s in me. I rear my head back, but he cups the back of my neck and puts his forehead to mine. I can’t move the rest of my body. Gentle thrusts continue, and slowly my body relaxes, and pleasure fills me.
I blink, and some of the film clears. We’re in the entryway to the living room. I move my head and look over his shoulder.
Cole stands behind Sage, hand in her hair, anger in his eyes. He’s forcing her to look at us. She has her eyes closed.
I try to cry out. I try to get away. Jayden doesn’t let me. He runs his hands down my back and grips my ass. He pulls my ass into him, thrusting a little harder. I whimper.
“Focus on my voice, kitten. Just my voice. You’re doing just fine. Your pussy is so wet, so inviting. It’s trying to milk my cock. Fuck, I’ve never felt anything so good.” He kisses up along my neck.
No. He’s playing a game.
The fluttery kisses continue until he bites down, hard. Pain pierces my skin. I cry out through my gag. He’s licking the pain away, soothing it with his tongue. “Good girl.” He does it again, this time sucking.
I cry out again. My body bucks into him. His thrusts become harder. He reaches a hand down and starts rubbing my clit. That and the pressure makes fire run through my pussy. I clench on him.
“Do you want to come for me, kitten? Want this dick to drive you crazy? It’s your dick, kitten. It’s yours forever. It’ll never belong to anyone else.”
I groan. I try to focus on the sound of his voice instead of the sensations, but I’m losing the battle. He’s skilled with his fingers and his steady and firm thrusts. He drives me higher and higher.
Finally, I break. I shatter around him, light flashing before my eyes. I’ve never felt such potent pleasure. It goes on and on. I pulse around him, and he continues to rub and thrust, dragging me out. Finally, I let my head slump against his shoulder.
“Good girl Jo. You did so well.” His voice is tense, and he shudders in me. He picks up his pace. He pounds into me, and I realize just how gentle he was being with me before. His pounding now is brutal, relentless, and claiming. He’s huge, and it feels like he’s splitting me apart. He groans in my ear, sounding breathless. “Fuck kitten, you’re going to make me come.”
He slams a few more times, then pushes all the way into me and groans deeply. I feel him pulsing, and heat fills me.
We’re both breathing deeply. He pulls my forehead back to his and looks at me.
“Fuck.” There’s a slight pain in his eyes.
I close my eyes. My body relaxes. Fatigue fills me, and the haze returns to my mind until I see nothing but static, and I fall asleep.
***
I’m warm. Deliciously warm. I nestle deeper into that warmth and let out a sigh.
Something shifts behind me. I crack open my eyes. It takes me a second to recognize where I am. Jayden’s bed. In the loft. Why am I here?
I roll over. Cole’s right there. He smiles. “Hey, little one.”
He’s the warmth. I frown. “What am I doing here?”
“Cuddling. Which I must say is very uncharacteristic for my snarky girl, but I love it.” He pulls me into his body and kisses my forehead.
I push back against him. It is uncharacteristic. How did I get here? I try to remember what happened before.
