Chapter Thirteen
Marty
His lips were everywhere—along my neck, over my breasts, across my stomach and down my thighs—as I hungrily raked my fingernails against his back. He pulled the fabric of my dress up and over my head, and when it finally fell to the floor, the feeling of the cool air of the hotel room against my pale pink nipples made them pucker.
I watched the lust darken behind Jax’s eyes, his tongue darting out to lick his lips.
Piece by piece, the rest of our clothes fell away, until only our skin, burning to be touched, was finally against one another’s. I felt his throbbing cock between my legs, and all I wanted to do was wrap my lips around it. I turned him over onto his back and slowly slid my tongue down his body, his hands fisting my hair while his hips bucked against me. My tits grazed over his skin and whispered groans escaped from Jax’s lips, and I knew that even though he’d grown into this rock-hard man, the soul I became so close with in high school was still there.
I stared at his engorged tip before I ran my tongue along his cock’s protruding vein for the first time in years, and when he flashed his eyes down at me, I met his stare with my own. Wrapping my lips around his shaft, he sucked in a sharp breath of air between his teeth, and suddenly, I felt him pressing to the back of my throat.
I could feel him. All of him. Hard and losing control underneath the ministrations of my tongue. I felt powerful. In control. Dominant.
Until he tossed me onto my back.
He threw my knees over his shoulders and parted me with his tongue, my hands curling into the sheets beside me while he lapped up my core. My body was screaming for him and the sounds pouring from my lips were nothing short of obscene, and as I bucked my hips into his face I could feel the smirk rising upon his cheeks.
“Come for me, Em,” he commanded. “I want you to come for me. Right now.”
I felt his tongue flick against my swollen nub and I dug my heels into his back before I clenched my thighs along his cheeks. His hands pressed my hips into the bed, daring me to defy him even as my body shook at his every stroke, and when I finally reached my precipice, the words tumbled from my mouth as easily as they did in high school.
“Oh, Jax. I’m coming! I’m coming! I love you…oh, god, I love you.”
Stars burst in my vision and my body contracted with need, and after I’d finished riding the ripples of ecstasy coursing through my nervous system, my eyes fluttered shut.
I knew what I’d said, but honestly, I didn’t care.
It was how I felt. It was how I’d always felt, and I honestly didn’t think I’d stop feeling that way.
I felt him crawl up my body as I struggled to catch my breath, and when his full lips pressed against mine, I slowly opened my eyes and caught the playfulness behind his gaze as he licked his lips.
“You want this?” he asked lowly.
His dick teased my entrance before he slowly slid in, and the muffled groan that escaped him shook my body to its core. My arms wrapped around his neck and my legs hugged his solid, muscular thighs as he finally plunged himself deep inside of me, filling me completely.
“Damn it, Em. You’re still so tight,” he grunted.
I felt his head descend into the crook of my neck, trailing his tongue along my collarbone, and as he picked up his pace, the sound of our panting filled the corners of the hotel room. I could feel his cock twitch with every motion inside my body, and I felt myself unraveling yet again.
“That’s it. Right there. Please, Jax. Oh, please...”
“Anything for you, Em,” he whispered into my ear.
He reared up and threw my legs over one of his shoulders, pinning my ankles together with one of his hands, and I knew right then and there it would be my undoing. He rested his body weight against the back of my legs and drove his thickness back into me, reaching deeper and deeper with each delicious thrust.
“Oh, Jax! God...yes!”
He hit that spot so perfectly and stretched me so completely. I could feel my walls beginning to spasm around his length, and as he continued to pound into me, I came hard around him.
But he didn’t relent. As wave after wave washed over me, my legs were still pinned and his body trembled as he buried himself deep inside of me, the sweat from his brow dripping onto my chest. By the time I felt my third orgasm building, I slipped my legs off his shoulder and rolled him over onto his back.
His hands gripped my hips and guided me over his cock before forcefully pulling me down onto it, sheathing himself to the hilt. I wailed with pleasure as he drove into me over and over again, rocking my hips in time with his rhythm, and when I saw Jax bite down on his lower lip, I knew he was done for.
I knew he would mark me as his, and I knew I would enjoy every second of it.
He rolled me back over and held my hands above my head before driving into me again, and I rose up to catch his lips in a long, sensual kiss. Just as I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, I could feel his body shake and his legs stilled, and pump after pump of his essence filled me to the brim.
I laced my fingers with his as the two of us heaved for air, and just as Jax went to part his lips to say something, his phone started to ring. He let it go to voicemail, smiling at me before encompassing my lips again, but when his phone struck up a second time, I saw the onset of worry behind his eyes.
“Hold on,” he groaned before he rolled off my body.
In that moment, I felt naked. Weak. Exposed. Trembling in my vulnerability, my mind swirling with the words that had poured from my mouth while having sex with my high school sweetheart.
The man I never stopped loving.
I was so lost in my thoughts, trying to sift through my emotions, that it didn’t even register that Jax had left until the hotel room door shut with a thud.