“I can promise you that if we try this, it’s you and only you. I don’t know if I will ever deserve you, but I’m going to make it a priority to try and be worthy of you every day.” Jenna’s eyes soften and she rises onto her tiptoes; even in her heels I tower over her. Protectiveness surges through me as her smaller form melts into mine.
“Make me a promise.”
“Anything.” I reply quickly, my voice raspy.
“Never stop being honest with me. This Axel…” She pats my chest as she says my name, “is the man I fell for. I know you haveto put on a front for everyone else. But with me, this is who we are.”
“Deal,” I shoot back with a wink.
Jenna’s hands snake around my neck as I crush my mouth to hers. Our bodies molding into one as if finding our missing halves.
Jenna grabs the collar of my suit and pulls me with her as she leans her body back into the desk. I follow, letting her take the lead today. Whatever she wants, she gets. Her hand moves slowly as she undoes the buttons on my jacket, slowly sliding it off my shoulders. She raises her eyebrow when she sees my shoulder holster underneath. I remove my Glock and set it in the top drawer of my desk. Even though it’s a special day, I won’t go anywhere without it. She finally peels back my shirt until it's hanging from my arms. Her breath hitches as she catches sight of my new ink. She runs her fingers over it and then hums in appreciation.
“You know they say this is bad luck, right? The kiss of death actually.” Jenna finds my eyes with a playful look.
A few weeks after the incident at the clubhouse, I needed to check in with Chuck about his security system at the tattoo shop. He’s one of the older guys in the club and is one hell of an artist. When we finished our meeting, he mentioned his next appointment had bailed and asked if I wanted any new ink. I don’t know why, but I immediately thought of Jenna. I ended up getting a small red J in cursive, right above my heart. It’s the only color tattoo on my body and stands out just as much as my fiery woman does.
“Doesn’t seem like it’s bringing me bad luck right now.” I roll the thin straps of her dress down from each shoulder. Jenna drops her hands allowing the silky material to slip down her body, pooling at her feet.
“Fuck, it might actually be my new good luck charm.” I say as I gaze at her delicious body. She is wearing a thin see-through nude bra and no underwear. Fuck.
“You walking around with nothing covering this sweet pussy?”
When she doesn’t respond I finally bring my gaze up to her. She’s staring at me while chewing her lip.
“I didn’t want panty lines.” She giggles. “A happy coincidence, I guess.”
All I can do is grunt back at her, she has no idea what she does to me. I quickly unclasp her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her full breasts release from the confines of the tight material, her rosy nipples at attention. A small whimper escapes her lips as I latch onto her. I draw light circles around her perfect peaks, licking and sucking, pulling sweet moans from her. She is my addiction.
I’m so lost in Jenna’s amazing rack that I don’t realize she’s undone my belt. Her hand dives into my boxers, and I hiss as she makes contact with my swollen cock, lightly sliding her hand up and down my length.
“Don’t tease me, Angel,” I say gruffly. I wish her hair wasn’t pulled into a bun and we didn’t have somewhere to be after this so I could wrap my fist around her red locks. She removes her hand from my pants and steps back from me. In nothing but her heels, Jenna places her hands on her hips, eyes filled with confidence and lust as she stands like the goddess she is.
“Take off your pants,” she commands. The demand makes my dick twitch under the suffocating fabric of my boxers. I don’t say anything, allowing her to be in charge. I have to say, this is fucking hot. No one ever dares to speak to me as she does. I won’t let it go on for long, but right now, yeah, it’s working for me. I remove my belt, making sure to put on a show for her. A small smile appears on Jenna’s face at the whipping sound itmakes. I take note of her response—she enjoys being in control. Lastly, I remove my pants and boxers, allowing my cock to spring free. A bead of precum drips from my tip as I wrap my hand around myself, pumping my fist up and down while she watches.
Jenna steps forward and stops right in front of me. I reach out to pull her in, but she lightly shakes her head. A mischievous grin splits her face in two as she drops to her knees. She wastes no time and runs her tongue along the underside of my shaft, softly rolling her tongue around the head of my dick before wrapping her lips around me. Her magnificent mouth feels like heaven as she takes almost all of me down her throat. I let my hand rest on the back of her head, not moving, still giving her all the control. She grabs the back of my thighs and pulls me closer, my cock touching the back of her throat. Her eyes lift to mine as they water, and I nearly shoot down her throat at the sight. Her bright green eyes, filled with unshed tears as my cock is buried between her perfectly pouty lips, I’ve never seen anything sexier. But I’m not ready for this to be over—I need to be inside her. I pull out of her mouth and pull her up.
“Babe, I don’t think you have any idea how fucking sexy you are,” I growl into her ear as I kiss down her jaw, over her collarbone, and back up until my lips linger right above hers. Keeping her still, my hand slides down her body, memorizing every curve and freckle. The moment I slide my fingers through her slick folds, she whimpers against my lips. Jenna starts to grind into my hand, almost as if she can’t handle going slow anymore.Guess I’m in control now.
“Damn, baby, you get this wet from sucking my dick?” I say into her lips, still holding her to me.
“Mhm, I love tasting you,” she retorts as I dip a finger inside her. She arches her back. I remove my hand from the back of her neck and slide it down to the small of her back. Jenna lets herhead fall back between her shoulders, her tits pushed out to me, beckoning me as she rides my fingers. I watch as she takes what she needs, unashamed of her pleasure.
“You have no idea what you do to me, Jenna.” Pulling out of her, Jenna whimpers.
“Dane, please,” she begs. I close my eyes. My name sounds heavenly coming from her lips.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ve got you,” I say as I lift her up and set her on my desk. Jenna lets out a yelp as the cold wood bites her ass. I set my hand on her chest, gently pushing her back to rest on her elbows. She eyes me as I step back and admire the view.
“What are you doing?” She asks as she starts to close her legs.
“Stop.” I say sternly, “I’m enjoying the view.”
I sit down in my chair, pulling Jenna’s feet up to rest on the arms of the plush leather chair. I start by trailing kisses up the inside of her leg, feeling her squirm beneath me. When I get to the apex of her thighs, I can’t help but run my tongue through the length of her soaking pussy. I slowly lick and suck her clit, taking my time devouring her.
She is now fully lying down, her back bowing off my desk. I won’t be able to work here ever again without thinking of this moment. I plant my hand on her stomach to keep her where I want her. Jenna’s legs start to shake around my head as she moans my name. I insert one finger, still using my tongue to pleasure her swollen clit. Jenna laces her fingers through my hair, holding me in place as she starts to rock into me. I growl into her as a primal part of me feels tied to her. I add a second finger and pick up my pace. Jenna’s pussy starts to quiver and pulse around my fingers. I lightly bite down on her clit, immediately curving my fingers up into the spot I know will make her explode around me.
“Oh yes, yes, yes!” Jenna screams as she cums. I ride her orgasm out with her, slowing my motions and allowing her tocatch her breath. I watch her the entire time, mesmerized by the way she falls apart. Standing up, I slide the fingers that were just inside Jenna into my mouth and lick them clean. My eyes stay locked on Jenna.
