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I pump his cock a few times, and then flick my tongue down his shaft before getting to the base where I suck at the seam of his ball sack, before I work my way back up, taking him in my mouth again. He lets out a heady breath at the same time his fingers tangle in my hair.

“You’re toying with me, Squirt,” he growls and pulls my hair up so my lips slide up his cock until they are at his tip. The pain quickly turns to pleasure as the dark one inside of him is coming out to play. I love Jax when he’s rough. He doesn’t hold back. I mean, I’m sure he does, but he definitely pushes pain to the limits. “I don’t like to be toyed with.”

Let’s play his game and see what happens. I know what he needs tonight. He needs to letitout, whatever it is. He needs rough, so I’ll give it to him. My eyes set on his, and my jaw clenches. “Fuck you!” A wave of euphoria passes through me as my heart is hammering in my chest.

His eyes nearly bulge out of his head in shock before he reads my face. A smile settles on his lips. “No, darling. Fuck you.” He thrusts up suddenly, his ass lifting off the bed, as his fist yanks and pulls my head down.

My scalp is screaming at the same time his cock hits the back of my throat, but I try not to gag or whimper. Instead, I take it. Because fuck me, I love it. I lovehim.

“Swallow my cock down your throat, Squirt.” He pulls out and shoves it in again, “Swallow it all down.”

His words and actions are rough, but he’s still calling me Squirt. His name for me. So that’s what I hold on to. Tears sting my eyes as I fight back the urge to gag, but I take it. I take him. I know when he came home, he was feeling vulnerable. Something was bothering him. He needs a fight. He needs to let whatever it is out before it tears him apart.

My hand clamps around his shaft, hard. He shows no mercy, neither will I. I take over, sucking his cock in hard and deep. Need filling and fueling every cell, every fiber, within my body. I want his cock so badly.

I need it.

I need him.

“Fuck Everlee!” he pants, the grip in my hair loosening as the same need consumes him. I cannot get enough of his cock. I devour it. Lick it. Suck it. Just pure carnal desire. My hand grips tightly, stroking it with each lick or flick while my other grabs his balls and squeezes.

He bucks off the bed.

“Shit!”

He likes this. Likes it rougher.

His balls are tightening in my hands and I can tell he’s close. He loses control and tightens his grip in my hair again, pulling me down on to him, grinding into my mouth.

“I love fucking your face. I love to feel your lips wrapped around my cock. And I especially love when I explode and you swallow it down like the good girl you are.”

I smile, his words making me only want to move faster, but I can’t, because he takes over. His ass is popping off the bed, while his hands grip into my hair, holding me in place. Tears are streaming down my face. “Take it, Everlee, take all of me.”

My hand grips tighter on him to the point the muscles in my forearms are shaking.

“Look at me,” he commands.

And I do. God, what a fucking beautiful sight. The muscles in his arms, chest, stomach all bulging as he presses into me. His eyes are watching me intently as his teeth bite into his bottom lip. So fucking sexy.

“Swallow me down.” His ass shoots off the bed as his hands pull me down and he explodes into my mouth, his warm saltiness sliding down the back of my throat. I swallow as fast as I can, but it keeps coming. He thrusts a few more times before he stops. Our eyes lock again and I pull off his cock and slide my lips along it, kissing him down his shaft before switching to the inside of his thigh, our gaze never breaking. The look in his eyes is somewhere between satisfaction and curiosity, which makes me giddy with pleasure. Because hidden behind it all is excitement and lust.

“What are you doing, Squirt?” he whispers cautiously.

“Nothing.” My lips curl into a naughty, wicked smile, which causes him to smile.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he sighs, sitting up. He hooks his finger under my chin and lifts me, wrapping his hand around the back of my neck. He yanks me to him with force so my face is inches from his, our eyes locked. The emotion on his face is yelling, screaming out at me, but I just wait. I don’t want to push him.

His fingers dig into the back of my neck and then he pulls me to him, his lips crashing against mine, his tongue pressing in. He moans into the kiss and I climb further up so I’m straddling his semi hard cock. “You’re so wet,” he groans against my lips.

“Mmhmm,” is all I can manage to get out. I love kissing this man. The heat, the fire, the intensity behind it. It’s all consuming and makes my stomach flutter and my head feel like it’s in the clouds.

“Now I want to taste you.” His hand moves to my hair, and he yanks hard, pulling my head back, exposing my neck. My pulse beats wildly under his lips as he peppers kisses down and sucks hard. A moan escapes as he continues to tease me, his teeth gently scraping across my skin. My hips gyrate on his lap, coating his cock in my arousal.

“You like it rough, don’t you?” He doesn’t wait for an answer before he bites, his teeth feeling like dull razors.

A shudder moves through my body as the idea of being marked by him shoots desire straight to my aching pussy. “Fuck,” I moan out, grinding my hips into him. The need to feel his cock in me right now is overwhelming. It’s getting harder, but it still isn’t fuckable yet. It would do for a simple fuck, but not what I want right now. Not what I need.

He continues to work his way down my throat, planting kisses along my collarbone before he pushes me back on the bed and crawls over me like a wolf stalking its prey. A smile curls on his lips as he looks down at my chest. “Mine.” He swoops down, clamping his mouth around my left breast, his teeth tugging on my nipple hard enough to make me arch off the bed and scream out. Pain turns to pleasure as he flicks it with his tongue. He kisses down my chest and plants his face on my sternum, grabbing the sides of both my breasts and quickly motorboats me, his eyes finding mine with a mischievous twinkle that makes me laugh.