Page 125 of From Hell
Pulling her dress strap down, I pinch her pink nipples. A soft moan escapes her sweet lips. Looking into her eyes, I bend down and wrap my lips around it, sucking until she’s writhing in my grasp. I snake my hand down until it caresses the tops of her thighs, tracing my fingers over her creamy, soft skin.
“Legs apart, now,” I command.
She does as I tell her, watching me with luminous eyes as I skim the edge of her lacy pants with my thumb. She’s soaking wet, trembling as I yank the thin strip of material aside and enter her.
With one hand locked around her neck, holding her captive in front of the carriage door window, I circle her clit, teasing her sopping pussy until she’s panting, biting her lip in that fucking adorable way, trying not to make a noise.
“Do you like that, little fox?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want more?”
“Yes,please, Jaxon.”
“Please?”
“Let’s go back to the cabin.”
I cock my head, a dark smile playing on my lips. “Why would I do that? I have you where I want you right here.”
“You’ve seen all of me. I want to see you, all of you.” It makes me chuckle that she’s figured me out. Undressing takes time; how much easier is it to pleasure a woman, fuck a woman and bring her to her knees without removing an inch of clothing to go back to work afterward.
She’s wrong. I haven’t seen all of her, tasted all of her. There are so many things I can do to her, she has no idea. But we have time. There are a few more nights on this train to Vienna.
Holding one of her thighs open with my knee, I insert a finger into her slowly, all the way to the knuckle. Her mouth opens, but nothing comes out but a silent gasp. I do it again, and she clamps down on her bottom lip. “I’ll take you back to the cabin on one condition, my sweet vixen.”
Her eyes flash with heat. “What?”
“You scream for me when I make you come.”
She sucks in a breath, defiance slowly coming to life in her eyes. “Can you even make me scream?”
I let out a chuckle, shoving an extra couple of fingers inside her for being a brat, making her whimper out loud. Then I fuck her with my fingers until her eyes flicker closed, and she lets go, moaning loudly, her breaths coming in small pants.
“Good girl.” I reward her with a flick of her clit and then slink down to my knees, lifting her skirt to worship her warm pussy with my mouth. “Open your legs wider, beautiful, I want to see everything.”
After a few slow, leisurely licks, she relaxes, arching into me, clawing at the polished mahogany, nails scraping for purchase.
“Fuck, Jaxon,” she moans.
Her head is back, neck exposed as I swirl and plunge my tongue into her soft, warm folds. She spasms, thighs tightening around me as I do it again.
“Please,” she gasps, shaking, hips rising to meet me.
I seal my lips over her clit and suck and fuck her with my tongue. I watch her come apart, hands threaded through my hair, her whole body on the edge of release.
“Jaxon, Jaxon, Jaxon…” She says my name repeatedly, louder and louder, until she tenses, not breathing, and a sharp shudder comes over her. I bite down as she orgasms.
She screams my name, a delicious sound, so I reward her with three fingers curved inside of her, thumb pressing down on her clit, riding her orgasm until she yanks at my hair so hard. I let my little fox drag me to face her, and her mouth seeks mine to devour her cries.
The kiss is pain mixed with pleasure as she bites back. Blood mingles with the taste of her on my lips. I’m so hard that I’m straining against the confines of my suit pants.
Her fingers claw at my belt and buckle. “Fuck me, Jaxon. I need you inside me.”
“The cabin,” is all I have to say. Disappointment flashes across her face for a few seconds, making my blood boil. “Soon,” I promise her. She rights her dress, and I guide her back to our suite.
All of a sudden, she looks nervous and unsure. She gnaws her lip and stares at me as I peel my jumper off, with a gaze so fucking heated, I want to bury myself inside her and never come up air. Then she smirks, a carnal look flashing across her face as she crosses the room and digs inside her rucksack.
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