Chapter Nine
Jagger
I’m dying to see that small silver bar that adorns her pretty clit glisten. It’s been my temptation since I first pierced her. “You’re mine, Pixie.” My voice is rough with emotion, with need and desire. I peek up at her, meeting those emotion-filled orbs, offering her a grin. “There are things we’ve been through,” I murmur against her thigh. Planting a soft kiss on the skin, watching it dot with tiny chill bumps. “Those are in the past.” Her body shudders in response when I mimic the motion on her other thigh. “But now that you’re back, I want you to stay,” I tell her, sinking my teeth into the flesh beside the tattoo of my name. “Because I’m going to fuck you every day.” Another bite. “Every night.”
“God, Jag, please...”
“And every afternoon, until I’ve given you another baby. I’ll love you. I’ll make sure you’re safe. Never.” Shifting my thumbs up to the apex between her legs, I stroke her over the thin material of her panties. “And I mean never, will you leave me again.”
“Jag—”
“This is our time. Our future.” Ignoring her, I continue my promise. “I’m on my knees, Pixie. I’m here begging you.” I lean in, my mouth teasing her pussy. The scent of her arousal is beautiful, erotic, sensual. I want to bathe in it. I want to have it on me, over me, every damn day of my life. Then I meet her eyes once more. I reach for the knife lying on the table beside the forgotten food and trail it over her hip, slowly down to the metal bar hidden by her underwear and lower. It’s sharp, but I’m careful not to hurt her. The hitch in her breath tells me she’s nervous. She has no need to be because once the material falls away I’m met with her beautiful cunt.
“Jag, please...” Her moans are fuel as I move my hands to her core, open her to my gaze with my thumbs. I’m hungry, starving for my Pixie. Without another word, I lean in and lap at her slick lips. She’s drenched and I lick up all her sweetness.
Flicking my tongue over her piercing, she mewls, her hand fisting in my hair as she pulls me closer. My beard is soaked with her delicious juices, but I don’t care, I want that. I want her. Delving my tongue into her tight little hole, I tongue fuck her until she’s screeching my name.
Her body pulses around me, her hand rips at my hair but I don’t stop. Her thighs clamp around my head, her hips undulate and she’s begging me to stop, to continue, to do something, anything, but all I can do is feast on her flesh until I’m sated. Only I know I’ll never be satisfied because after this taste, I only want more.
As she comes down from her high, I glance up to find her face flushed. Her eyes shimmer as she regards me and the smile on her lips is one of pure satisfaction. “Fuck,” she murmurs.
“That’s the plan, Pixie. Get down and bend over. I want to see that sweet ass,” I order roughly. My mouth and face must be glistening with her arousal. She stands, her knees wobbly from her orgasm. Leaning up on her tip toes, she licks at my lips, tasting herself on me. Then she turns her back to me, and leans over the table as I instructed. Kicking her legs wide with my foot, I shove off my jeans. I’m rock solid for this girl.
Raising my hand, I swat her ass harshly, causing her to yelp, lifting onto her toes. Her legs are toned perfection leading to a perfect, peachy ass. “Open yourself for me, baby. I want to see all of you.” She reaches back and spreads her cheeks. Jesus she’s fucking perfect. Glancing around, I reach for the coconut oil that sits on the counter and snap the lid open.
“What are you—” I halt her words with a slap on her ass. Slowly, I drizzle the oil over her cheeks and that tight puckered hole I’m about to fuck mercilessly. Once I’ve set the oil down, I go to work, massaging it into her skin.
My cock is throbbing, needing to fill her, but I want to savor every moment of this. With my index finger, I tease her lips, stroking up and down, from her clit to her ass. Each time, she moans my name, as if paying homage to me, but I’m the one worshipping her.
Using my slick finger, I tease her tight hole open gently. She whispers incoherently as I flick her clit, teasing it while I insert my finger into her. Her body opens for me, accepting my digit inside the tight ring. Then I start to finger fuck her, faster and faster.
Her body pulses around my finger, pulling me in. “So fucking perfect, Pixie. Come for me. Show me how much you love my fingers on you and inside you.” She does. She unravels on the table, squealing, moaning, mewling like a kitten. Her body shudders beautifully. Before she has time to come down from her high, I rise, plunging my steel shaft balls deep inside her sweet cunt.
“Oh! Fuck!” she cries out, the sounds echoing off the walls, surrounding us like a song. Our perfect melody.
“Yes, baby. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk,” I promise. My hips thrust against her. Pulling out, slamming back in. My fingers tease her ass wider, getting it ready for my dick. “You love my cock inside you. Don’t you bad girl?”
“Yes, yes, Jag.”
“I’m going to make you fucking scream. You want that, Pixie?”
“Please, just please...” I’m not sure what she wants, but I’m giving it to her my way. My spine tingles with anticipation of my orgasm. Pulling my cock out of her sweet pussy, and my fingers out of her ass. I leave her panting for only a moment. “Jag—”
Before she can beg, or plead, I give her what she needs. Slipping past the tight ring of muscle, I thrust gently until I’m filling her to the hilt. She’s so fucking tight it’s unbelievable. I’m never going to last long.
Reaching for her clit, I tease it, flicking it while I claim her ass. Every inch of this woman is mine. All fucking mine. “Tell me who owns you, Pixie?”
“You, you own me.” Her voice is hoarse from screaming, but I’m not done. She’s about to explode and it will be all my doing. Our bodies move in time, she pushes back against me, as I slam into her. Connecting like we always do.
“Come for me, Ava. I want all of you.” I grunt as I tug on the little silver barbell at her clit and she detonates around me. My balls draw up and I know my release is close. Her pleasured whimpers turn to moans, then she’s screeching and it’s music to my ears and that’s when I fill her. “Take all my fucking come in your sweet ass.” My filthy words send her spiraling again, and again.
She’s mine. All fucking mine.