“They arrived this afternoon. I’m sorry I got held up in meetings. We can do this another time if you’d prefer?”
“No, now is fine,” I say.
Kat’s eyes sparkle as she slips off the stool.
I follow suit. “After you.”
We stand at the elevator, it pings open, and I place a hand on her back, sucking in a breath as she looks up at me, her pupils dilating.
We enter, allowing the doors to close behind us.
Kat motions with her head to the camera in the corner, so I keep my hands by my side.
We make it to her floor with no stoppages.
Kat retrieves her key, letting us in.
She’s in my arms before the door clicks shut.
CHAPTER 47
KAT
Sleep recedes, and my muscles clench.
My back arches, as lips descend south, over my stomach. I bite my lip to smother my moan.
That tormenting mouth continues south. My hands rise, cupping my breasts, tweaking and pulling on my nipples. Opening my legs, I allow him access, the breadth of his shoulders pushing me wider.
His mouth finds my core, licking me from my weeping hole to my clit. I squirm against the sheets, a heavy arm moving over my pelvic bone holding me in place, while his lips and tongue ruin me.
My hands leave my breasts and cradle the head between my thighs, holding him in place as his lips suckle and torment my clit.
“Jax,” I whisper into the air, as a finger finds my opening.
I squeeze my eyes closed as his wicked mouth and fingers drive me higher.
My body should be spent after the night we’ve shared, but it looks like my body wants one more. I’ve become insatiable.
Pulling on his head, I draw him up and over my body.
Lips meet mine. Jax deepens the kiss, ensuring I can taste myself on his tongue.
His hard cock finds my entrance. I spread my thighs wider, using my feet as traction on the bed. I rock my hips, encouraging him to slide only the head of his cock into my body. We both pause, enjoying the sensation.
My nails sink into his back as he gently rotates his hips, teasing my opening.
“You have a very wicked cock, Mr Lockwood,” I whisper against his neck.
“I’m glad you like it, Ms Frazer,” he replies. “It’s at your service whenever you want it.”
“This could become very addictive,” I whisper, lifting my hips so he slides slightly deeper into my wet pussy.
His lips meet mine, and I moan against the mouth and tongue that are now devouring me.
Our hips move, his cock sliding deeper until he’s balls deep in my body.
My hands grip his arse cheeks, squeezing and releasing, wanting more.
