He redoubles his efforts, devouring me while his deft fingers work me over. The lewd sounds of my arousal fill the silence.
My eyes drift shut against the overwhelming sensations until flying feels an awful lot like falling. Too soon, or perhaps not soon enough, my body convulses as the orgasm consumes me and steals the very breath from my lungs. The blinding pleasure drowns my senses until all I can do is feel.
He crawls up my body, murmuring quiet words of praise, his hands gripping the hem of my tank top. “Up.”
I lift off the bed enough to release my shirt until I'm fully naked beneath him. His hard length rests against my belly.
“Your turn, Cowboy.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, he kicks off his sweatpants. “Better?”
I give a hum of approval as I reach between us and take him in hand, stroking languidly.
“Fuuuck,” he groans. “I need to be inside you.”
“Yes. Please.”
He nods once. “Reach into the nightstand.”
“I’m on birth control, and I’ve been tested. Could we... maybe…”
“You want me to take you bare?”
“I want to feel you. All of you.”
He flips our positions until he’s propped against the headboard and I’m straddling his lap. “If you want it, take it. Make me yours, baby.”
A wave of possessiveness washes over me, and I'm overcome with the desire to claim him for myself. I fist his cock and line him up at my entrance, prepared to do exactly that.
“Eyes on me. I want to watch you count every fucking inch.”
I sink down slowly, stretching to accommodate his impressive size. Jax is patient, letting me adjust to the new position.
“One.”
“That’s my girl. You’re taking me so well, but I know you can take more.”
I drop lower, sliding my knees farther apart, aware of nothing but the intense pleasure of him filling me. “Two. Three. Four.”
He palms my ass, holding me steady. “I need a minute. You feel too fucking good.”
I roll my hips, deliberately teasing him as I take another inch. “Five.”
He groans.
“Come on, baby. You can take it,” I murmur, echoing his words back at him.
His hands slide delicately up my sides to cup my breasts. He rolls my nipples to stiff peaks, eliciting a soft moan. “God, I love the noises you make.”
“Six.” I sink down farther.
“Seven.” I whimper.
“Eight.”
My ass touches his thighs as I seat myself completely. I feel impossibly full and irrevocably changed.
He cups my cheek in his palm and pulls me down for a languid kiss. “I always knew you were made for me. Nothing and no one has ever felt like this. I was meant to find you, Callie baby, and I intend to keep you.”
