Page 97 of Captured Sins


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As a series of stars floated in front of my eyes, I jerked up, arching my back even more. Where I’d never had an orgasm before him, this man easily dragged away all my inhibitions and defenses. I floated into pure ecstasy as a powerful climax rushed through my system.

Startling.

Exciting.

Breathtaking.

“Oh, yes. Fuck. Yes…” I was frozen in pleasure, incapable of moving for several seconds.

Jaxon slowed his actions until he was grinding into me, keeping me on a beautiful edge of raw pleasure.

The most incredible exhaustion settled through me and I lowered my legs, nuzzling one against his thigh. With no exertion, he rolled us over until I was forced on top. When I leaned over, he cupped both sides of my face.

“We’re not finished yet, my angel.”

“Oh, we’re not, huh?” I was more breathless than before. Every inch of my skin was on fire, so much so I was shocked I wasn’t engulfed in flames.

“Not yet. I need all of you.” He was so strong that before I knew what he was doing, he’d turned me around to face the other way. With his hand pressed against the small of my back, he pushed me up by several inches while plunging his cock into my pussy.

I threw my head over my shoulder, marveling in the different sensations rolling through every muscle and tendon. He gripped my hip with one hand, keeping my body pushed forward with the other. He refused to allow me to have any control. Even the way he was digging his fingers into my skin was powerful, dominating in a way I’d never wanted but now couldn’t see myself doing without.

How could a man do that in a few days? Had it been the look he’d given me after the performance at the hotel, the tiny bit of drool I’d thought I’d seen? No one had ever undressed me with their eyes before. He had a way about him that transcended everything and everyone else in room.

With every sound he made, I was pulled higher onto the plateau of longing. He lifted his pelvis, driving deep inside. Every thrustwas brutal, skin slapping against skin. The sensations rolling through me were incredible.

When he pushed me all the way forward, I looked over my shoulder again, noticing his grin.

“What are you doing?” I panted, licking my dry lips. His weren’t close enough to keep mine wet any longer.

“I told you,” he said in a casual yet sensual way as he placed the tip of his cock against my darkened hole. “I’m taking everything.”

I had no chance of denying him before he pushed a couple of inches inside. Shock tore through me. Not only from the instant discomfort, but because no one had ever done this to me before. Being speechless wasn’t like me, but no words came to mind.

His touch was gentle, fingers running up and down my spine.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Did you know that?”

Maybe his question was meant to distract me, but I felt beautiful, which wasn’t normal or typical in any way. “I’m just a dancer.”

While he pushed another couple of inches inside, he smacked one hand across my butt. “We both know you’re much more than that.”

I cinched my eyes shut, taking shallow breaths as the discomfort faded, unfathomable pleasure rolling in. The feeling was intense, stealing every ragged breath.

When he jerked me all the way down, I threw my hands back, grasping his thighs.

“Shit. Oh, shit.”

“Breathe, my sweet ballerina. I’m never going to hurt you. At least not intentionally. I won’t allow anyone else to hurt you either.” His husky voice calmed my fears while adding to the excitement. How had I managed to go from having the barrel of a gun pressed to my head to enjoying being fucked in the ass?

The thought was crazy yet freeing. What did that say about me? His cock throbbed, swelling even more. And the man was huge, so large I’d barely been able to fit my hand around the thickness.

He lifted me off his lap, holding me aloft while he cracked his hand across my bottom three more times. As strange as it might seem to anyone else, the combination was enthralling. So much so I found myself fighting for control once again.

Moving up and down, I kept my grip on his legs, even tossing my hair back and forth just the way he liked.

His stamina was as incredible as the way his cock felt inside. Filling me so completely.

With every stroke, I was driven into an entirely different level of pleasure. So unexpected.