Page 59 of Fierce-Jax

Vulnerable. That was how she felt now.

Wide open and exposed while he continued to watch her.

The smirk on his face did help some.

“You didn’t shout my name,” he said.

His jeans came off. Her eyes landed on his cock and she gulped.

She’d be doing it soon, she was positive.

“Give me more,” she said, biting her lower lip.

“I plan on it,” he said.

He pulled a condom out of his wallet, covered himself, then she scooted up the bed to get ready for him.

He climbed on, his mouth going to hers, his hand back down and a finger inside her.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting you there again,” he said.

“Oh, I am there,” she said. “Trust me.”

She was thrusting up. He added a second finger. It was a little tight but felt so good.

Her breathing got rushed and she knew she might come again just thinking of him inside of her.

She reached down to grab his cock. It was as if that was the silent message to move!

He did. Got between her legs, his mouth still on hers, him probing for her opening and then sliding in slowly.

She didn’t want it slow!

She wanted it now and she wanted it all.

She grabbed his ass in her hands and pushed him down hard as she lifted.

“Jesus,” he said. “Give me a minute.”

“No,” she said firmly. “I can’t wait. I want it all. I want it now.”

She was lifting and grinding and he was matching her the best he could.

Her body couldn’t take another minute of it without letting everyone in the room know how ecstatic she was.

She tensed and squeezed him hard, then came a second time.

Harder than the first.

“Jax!” she shouted.

He was pounding into her. A motion her bed had never endured, but it was holding up well.

“That’s it,” he said. “Christ, you’re so tight.”

He was still moving in and out of her and she was squeezing him to hold on tighter. Maybe she should let go but couldn’t because it felt so damn good as she came.