“Wait, Jaxon, I'm going to…”
“Trust me,” I whispered to her, leaning in to kiss her.When I looked in her eyes, all I saw was sweet desperation.“Sex doesn't work if you don't trust.Your body won't give in until you tell it to.Now, be a good girl and trust me—let me make you come.”
She groaned and tried to look away from me, but I pulled her gaze back.When I was sure she wasn't going to look away, my hand drifted to her breasts.My finger tugged on one of her nipples, pinching and squeezing.Her legs tightened around my waist, and I knew I had her.
“Come for me, trouble.”
She cried out, throwing her head back and clenching around my dick so tight, I had to beg myself not to come.I pulled out of her after she stopped convulsing, gazing down at her with nothing shy of awe.
“Fucking beautiful,” I whispered, pressing my lips to hers.
She murmured something, blinking slowly under the haze of satisfaction.
“I'm not done with you yet, trouble.That,” I added, pecking her again before slapping her ass, “was a gift—a little evidence to show you I can make you come.Now the real fun begins.”
“Huh?”
“Turn around.Hands on the headboard.”
Her eyes widened slightly at the command, but I could see the excitement behind her eyes.She bit her lip and I rolled her on her stomach, spanking her again.She groaned and inched away.
“Oh no, don't run from me, trouble.”I pulled on her ankles and gripped her waist.“Ass in the air for me.Mhm, good girl.”
I watched her fingers curl around the stakes of the headboard.She whimpered when the head of my cock nudged against her begging entrance.I groaned and leaned low, leaving a trail of kisses down her back as I murmured, “Bend your back like this.Down a little more, good girl.”
My fingers slid across her pussy, and I groaned in her ear.“You're so fucking responsive.Fuck, you're going to be the death of me, aren't you, trouble?”
Replacing my fingers with my dick, I rubbed it across her slick folds before sinking into her.We both groaned and I felt her relax under me, her head flushing between the sheets.
With every inch she took, I could feel her stretching around me—and fuck, she felt good.Leaning up, I gripped her waist and watched the sight with utter fixation.
I could get used to seeing her like this—ass up, moaning my name, dripping wet for me.
She was mine.
Fuck the contract.
There was no way I was letting her go.
“Feel good?”I asked her through uneven breaths, barely holding back.
She groaned and nodded.
“Words, baby, I need the words.”
“Yes.Oh God, it feels so good.”
A pulse of pleasure found me as I started pounding into her, and the little, short gasps from her lips only added to the adrenaline coursing through my veins.She became the air I breathed, and I wanted—no,needed—more.
I fucked her faster, deeper, stealing her moans and cries until they became too much for her to bear.My hand maneuvered under her, grabbing one of her swinging breasts and playing with her nipple.Then I gave the same treatment to the other, loving the way her back arched at my touch.
Groaning loudly when she clenched around me, I knew she was close.My fingers fisted her hair and twisted it in a ponytail, pulling her hair back so she could arch fully.
“Jaxon!”
“Mhm, keep screaming my name like that, trouble.Let the world know you're mine.”
My gaze was fixed on her bouncing breasts—a perfect fucking vision—and I released the grip I had in her hair.When she fell back to the bed, she was lower than before, and that beautiful ass was all I could see.Fuck holding the headboard, I want her right here.
