Page 213 of Lost in the Dark

“Oh.” Boy did I feel like a fucking idiot.Way to almost talk yourself out of the best thing ever, asshole. “Uh…hold on.”

I carefully edged out from under her and slid onto my stomach, hanging over the bed to pull a small wooden box out from underneath the mattress frame. People left a lot of things on graves besides flowers, and if Tommy got ahold of anything, he’d just sell it. So small trinkets and ‘gifts’ became finders-keepers for me, even if just to keep them away from Tommy. A fraternity pledge had died last year, and his would-be frat had made a strange ritual of leaving beers, condoms, and nude magazines on the grave periodically. After I cock-blocked Tommy one day as he was trying to weasel his way in with a grieving widow, he was livid. He’d pieced together some enchantments to ensure my own sex life was on ice until I could speak to a woman - which kind of put a damper on any condom usage, until now. Good thing I was a bit of a hoarder.

After squinting at the date on the wrapper with no small amount of relief, I rolled onto my back, promptly pinned by Cara’s palm on my chest as she reached to pluck the condom from my fingers with a grin. “Here, allow me.”

I tugged at the first few buttons of my coveralls, glancing up at her and wondering how the fuck I’d gotten so lucky. “I’ll make you a deal - you come sit on my face for a couple of minutes and I’ll let you put that on me.”

From the way the color rose in her cheeks, I was pretty sure no one had asked that of her before - and shame on them for missing out. I wanted nothing more than the taste of her on my tongue, and those pretty panties tossed across the room in the process. I grinned at her and smoothed my palms over her hips, letting my thumbs catch on the elastic edges of that blue fabric I wanted to skim off of her. “So do we have a deal, beauty? I’m ravenous.”

She hesitated a moment but carefully got to her feet on the mattress, straddling my torso and wriggling out of her panties.What a goddamn view. I slid my hands eagerly up her calves, slipping her panties off of her ankles one at a time and flinging them clear across my modest stone room. Biting her lower lip, she gingerly set one knee down beside my torso, her eyes flicking up to where Iwantedit to be. I wouldn’t have her second-guessing the pleasure she deserved, so my hands found her waist and I picked her up, settling her sweet, beautiful pussy down on my seeking mouth with a deep groan of satisfaction.

“Jax! Jesus- fuck,yes. Oh my god…” Her palm slapped the wall to steady herself, pressing herself against my mouth for more of my tongue despite her earlier hesitation. I absolutely devoured her, reveling in the earthy, beautiful flavor of her cunt, already aroused from the treatment with the roses. It was only a minute or two before she was whimpering, her fingers reaching down to clutch at my hair in encouragement. I grinned against her, using a touch of demonic speed on my tongue to push her over the edge when I felt her body tighten. Her head tipped back, panting, her grip going tight as she whined and rocked on my mouth, coming on my tongue with a wild cry of pleasure.

I held her hips and lapped into her through that gorgeous peak, reluctantly easing away when her moans turned to whimpers of overstimulation. She slid off of me, bonelessly curling into my side, her cheek heavy on my chest, soft hair draped against my shoulder and arm. I swiped my thumb across my lips, licking it too before pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “You okay, sweetheart?”

She gave a satisfied sigh and nodded, smiling shyly and nibbling her lower lip. “That was incredible. I swear I can’t feel my legs.”

“Mm. Lemme feel them, then.” I trailed my palm down her stomach, very deliberately curving my hand against her pussy, teasing her entrance with the tips of two fingers. Her eyes flew open, gaze darting between her own thighs.

“Jax! I just came - I don’t think I can…” Her hand brushed my wrist as she laughed. It wasn’t a very committed protest, least of all when I slid my fingers in a bit, making her toes curl. “O-oh, okay then…”

I shifted, giving me a better angle to work my fingers into her with slow, smooth strokes. “You have such a fantastic, responsive body,adoratur. Let me show you what it’s capable of when it’s properly worshiped.”

I curved the arm behind her head to bring her face to mine, kissing her softly. I deepened the kiss and curled my fingers inside her at the same time, starting a steady pace that her hips chased hungrily. She groaned against my lips, fingers plucking restlessly at the buttons of my coveralls. I chuckled, rolling away from her and off the bed, taking a long moment to suck my fingers clean before kicking off my boots and tugging off my coveralls and boxer briefs. There was absolutely no question how into her I was, now. My cock was jutting out and leaking against my abdomen as I climbed back into the small bed beside her.

I tensed when she wrapped a soft, warm hand around my base and slid up - it was nothing short of heaven and for a moment my thoughts blanked out entirely. “Jax, I’m not sure this will evenfit…” She gave a nervous giggle that stroked my ego just as firmly as she was stroking my cock.

I patted around until I found the condom again, peeling it open, unrolling the edge to check for direction before sliding it on. I rolled it down until the edge met her fingertips, and she helped settle it around my base with a teasing squeeze that made my hips buck. I hissed with pleasure, curling my hand around hers to hold it still. “That’s why we’re going to make you come again, sweetheart. I just wanted to be ready so that I can feel it up close and personal while you’re enjoying it.”

My hand slid down her body, seating my fingers back inside her and picking up where I’d left off. Her back arched up as she gave a tiny, stuttered moan, greedily impaling herself on my fingers again as I leaned down, purring encouragement at her ear. “There she is. My perfect girl. Fuck yourself on my hand, Cara, let me watch you come apart again, give me what I want. I know you can. I know how close you are, I can feel you tighten on my fingers. Come for me.”

Faster than I anticipated, she came with a high, tight sigh of my name, her thighs tensing around my wrist. I wasted no time swinging my body over hers, draping one of her legs over my shoulder and trading out my fingers for the head of my cock, pushing in slowly. Her eyes flew open, lips parted in a desperate gasp as she moved against me until our hips met. I’d never struggled so hard for control before, but the feel of her tightening around me, already mid-orgasm, tested every thread of restraint I had left. She’d have one more if I had anything to say about it - the only way she was leaving this mausoleum was drunk on pleasure and the knowledge of who gave it to her.

Cara

My brain felt like it had been chucked into a blender in the best way possible. I’d anticipated a little fumbling fun, something to take the edge off, a hot tryst with a cute guy in an unlikely place.

But Jax hadunlockedsomething. We moved together like we’d been having sex for years, not hours, and I craved it with every cell of my body. How could I possibly still want it this bad after getting off twice? One look at Jax, moving above me with that one silky lock of black hair over those icy blue eyes, answered my question. He looked at me like I’d made the sun rise this morning - I didn’t know why, and at the moment I didn’t give a solitary fuck.

He even took his own pleasure with mine at the forefront, Using my leg on his shoulder to angle us so every thrust offered friction against my clit. He was slow and methodical with his thrusts, but I could tell he was losing his struggle with restraint - and wasn’t that a delicious thing to watch. I felt loose and liquid in my satisfaction, but for him, I could come once more, I could be averygood girl. He moaned as he felt me grind back against his abdomen, reaching under me to grab my ass cheek and help echo the movement. This was a quick, dirty climax I was giving him, an orgasm I was having no matter what - it was all for him, and that thought alone was all I needed.

This time, I didn’t keep it quiet. Something savage in me worked free and curses slid through clenched teeth as I bucked in his grasp, nails digging mercilessly into his shoulder and bicep as I sobbed my pleasure. He met my ferocity with plenty of his own, fucking me hard and deep into the mattress, burying himself deep as he choked out my name and spilled into the condom.

He gathered me tight to his chest, rolling again to put me on top, but not letting go, and not pulling out. He nuzzled my hair, trailing slow, small kisses along my scalp. “You didsowell, beautiful girl. You gave me so much more than I asked of you. You’re perfect, Cara, just perfect.” I beamed at the praise, blushing and burying my face against his soft, sparse chest hair.

Would it be weird to ask him out for coffeenow?

I’d just gathered my courage and propped myself up to ask when his eyes widened in sheer panic, muscles tensing under my palms. “Oh fuck! Notnow -dammit, Cara, liste-”

And then he was gone.

Not like, getting up out of bed, that-was-nice-I’ll-call-you-later gone.Gonegone. Like someone vanished his cock out of my pussy like an errant champagne cork gone. I fell a few inches down into the now-empty bed with anoomph, panic swirling in my recently-rearranged gut.

What the FUCK.

I looked around the mausoleum with my panic ratcheting high enough to be audible. No, there was the mess of petals from earlier, there was the sash, andshitthere was Jax’s coveralls and boots, still right there on the floor like he’d been raptured.

Had he been raptured? Oh fuck I was doomed. Banging in a mausoleum was probably frowned upon when deciding who made the cut.

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