Fallen Angel (The List #3) (32 page)

“Yeah well, my heart
doesn’t feel stronger. But anyway, you are definitely bigger, G.”

“No, I’m not. There’s
just about seventy hours’ worth of blood pumping through it.”

I watch whilst I stroke
him slowly and he feels my breasts gently, squeezing and rolling my nipples. He
spans his hand across my chest and slides upwards to grip my neck more
forcibly.

Licking my lips I
imagine tasting this cock that’s stretching out my fists.

“Jax—”

He silences me by pushing
his thumb into my mouth as he clutches my chin. I suck him, hard.

No longer the shy girl
with a sexual complex. I’m the girl with an insatiable sex drive that only Jax
can cater to. He’s empowered me to be me from the very beginning. He knew better
than I, the sexual beauty that lay beneath the surface, waiting for the right sexual
beast to tempt her out of hiding and take care of her. He is my incredible, powerful
beast.

The whole time I watch
him, he’s watching me. He stares at my hands gliding over his cock and clenches
his jaw tight. Then he watches my mouth and this time I notice his abs tense up
and feel his cock twitch.

“I wanna fuck you so
bad. It’s killed me to not have you whenever I’ve wanted.” I love his dirty
voice. “You are mine, Angel. If even for a few more days—if that’s okay?”

I lean over to kiss him
whilst raising my hips and angling his cock with a discreet accuracy. I nod in
answer to his question and just as our lips touch, I retreat and sink back down,
taking him off guard. Burying him root deep, causing a cry to burst from my
throat, in both pleasure and pain. I feel tighter than usual. The fullness
takes us both by surprise.

Jax covers his face
with his hands and curses whilst I adjust to the gift of his blessed cock
touching the places only he has ever been.

After a short while, my
soothing rocking motion takes the reins and I give myself over to the moment.

My damp hair falls
carelessly around my shoulders with its cold wetness cooling me.

“Feel me. Feel every
inch of me, back inside you. This is where we belong.” Thrusting me higher. His
words and his cock make me moan incoherently. He looks down and spreads me
wider. “God, your pussy’s perfect. I’ve really fucking missed this Beth—but I’ve
missed you more.”

He catches hold of my
hands, plaiting our fingers. We squeeze our palms together tightly as I ride
him fluently. But then I slow us down deliberately. I could let go and come
right now but I want this time to last longer.

I truly feel like we’re
an extension of each other. When we’re physically connected, it’s magical. We’re
invincible. Untouchable by anyone or anything, including our pasts. Not even
his dark secrets can get close to what we have. Now I pray that that notion can
sweep throughout our entire relationship and stand the test of ‘the
conversation’—no matter what.

I let go of his hands and grip onto the
headboard.

“Are you ready, Jax?”

“No. I’m not. I need to taste you first. I’ve
been dreaming about burying my face in this sweet pussy for days.”

“
Now
?”

“Now. Come up here and sit on my face, Angel.”

He flashes me a wicked devilish smile that I
can’t help but mirror as I melt a little more inside. As if I’m going to say no
to Jaxson
‘the Jubilator’
Carter eating my pussy!

I carefully ease myself up, kissing my way up
his body and landing on his lips. He impatiently reaches down, hooking his arms
within my thighs and urges me up further and further until I’m hovering over
his neck. I look down at him, sucking at my bottom lip in anticipation.

“I know you didn’t fuck him, but did you kiss
him?”

Why did I suggest multi-tasking?

So it
did
bother him. That’s why he’s
here; to reclaim me as his.

“No, I didn’t. I wouldn’t. I was playing with
you. Immature stunts seem to be my default when I’m hurting.”

“Well, it worked.”

“And the girl at the bar?”

“A nobody.”

You’d think it was quite a domineering position
for me—but I feel utterly submissive. He has me in the palm of his hand and I’m
happily laying there, basking in his masculinity.

Come Monday, after ‘the conversation’, he is
either going to cradle me in his palm and protect us forever or clench that
fist and crush me, resigning us to be fornever.

But for now—now he’s going to eat my pussy and
then we’ll fuck.

Jax pushes my ass up further until I can only
see his eyes and the bridge of his nose. He spreads my cheeks and licks me slowly
open with the flat of his tongue. I rest my forehead against the wall. He gives
me his full, painstaking attention and eats my pussy like it’s the first time
he’s tasted me.

Slamming the palms of my hands beside my head
on the wall, he fucks me so good with his mouth and the sensation is almost
unbearable—almost.

“F-fuck, Jax. This is—” The intensity shatters
my words.

I moan as he licks and sucks my clit then his
tongue works wonders inside of me. I can’t help but dip down and sink my teeth
into the headboard, stifling the whimpering. I can’t hold back anymore.

“I’m coming, Jax.”

He adjusts his arms and brings them up to grab
hold of my breasts. Throwing my head back, I arch my spine, pressing myself
onto him.

Jax pulls away briefly.

“Ride me, Angel.”

I gulp down more oxygen and do just that. I
rock back and forth, marrying my rhythm with the precision of his tongue. He
sucks and flicks and growls, sending me tumbling over into our world of epic
orgasms. Digging my nails into the padded suede, I cry out his name and pant my
way through the pulsating pleasure.

Jax

I’ve needed her pussy on my mouth for too long.
The taste of her come is sweet and satisfying.

I slap her ass up so that I can slide from
beneath her.

Mirroring her position from behind, I kiss her
spine from the dimples of her arch to the softness of her neck, wrapping her
damp hair around my fist as I go. Tugging her head back, craning her neck, I capture
her lips.

With an ignited urgency, Beth presses her
tongue into my mouth wanting to taste what I do to her. We kiss long and hard
as I wind her hair tighter and dig my fingers into her inner thigh.

Beth pulls away first, breathless. I quickly
push away the forbidden thoughts that she’s only mine for a few more days. I
need to worship every inch of her body until that time comes.

I angle her ear to my lips and whisper, “I’m
going to fuck you now.” She moans and pushes her ass back, nudging into my
cock. “Do you want that?”

“
Yes
.”

I place my hands over hers pulling them away
from their deathlike grip on the headboard.

“Sit back with me.”

We both sit with our knees tucked beneath us. I
take our clasped hands and reach one set of hands to her tits and the other
slides between her legs. We play with her soft breasts and her hard nipples whilst
rubbing her tender, swollen clit.

I send two of her slender fingers inside of her
pussy. She rolls her head back onto my shoulder allowing me access to suck and bite
at her neck. Her skin is warm and smells of that shower gel she
loves—delicious.

Beth pants and moans, thrusting out her ass
again, begging me. But first we fingerfuck her to another climax, leaving her trembling
thighs vibrating against my impatiently awaiting cock.

Beth reaches further back and grips me with
hunger, guiding me to her sensitive pussy. I love that she’s desperate for my
dick. Desperate for me to come inside her and unite our bodies, which should’ve
never been apart.

Arguably they should’ve never been together
either. But that’s my mindfucking haunting beliefs tormenting me, which they’ll
continue to do for the rest of my life without this girl—

“Fuck me now please, Jax?”

—without this truly unique badass girl.

“Such a horny little angel, Angel. I will fuck
you on tap, if you’ll let me.”

“Forever. Always.”

It’s a breathless whisper delivered with a
heartfelt love like nothing I’ve ever felt before. As those two words sink into
my skin, she sinks her beautiful body down onto me inch by sensual inch.

I use her hips to control her, picking up a merciless
speed that’s fit to destroy me. She restrains her bouncing tits whilst
rebounding off my quads. I enjoy the tremors of her ass cheeks clapping off my
skin and admire her tiny waist encased by my big hands.

She’s been reciting the word ‘fuck’ repeatedly
for the last minute.

“I’m ready, Jax.”

Her voice is shaky and sexy.

“Not just yet, beautiful.”

“Yes. Now.”

“Fall forward. On all fours.”

She does so swiftly, barely breaking her
rhythm. Her whimpering moans are driving me crazy.

I’m on the verge. I take full control and fuck
her from behind. My balls have ached for release but I couldn’t bring myself to
jerk off over her. I felt like abstaining was some sort of fucked up punishment
for me.

Just as Beth starts to come again, I join her
but slow down my pace enough to lean back and watch my cock sliding in and out
of her soaking wet pussy. It’s carnal and raw and, only because it’s with her,
it’s intimate. I relish the feeling of her insides squeezing me, rewarding me
for worshipping this body of hers.

I stroke and rub her back as our bodies float
back down to the here and now. Beth gradually collapses onto the bed, rolling
onto her side. I follow and lie behind her, tracing my fingers up the side of
her ribcage and back down to her thigh. As I kiss her shoulder, she rolls it
away from me.

“You didn’t fight for us.”

Her voice is small.

“Beth—”

“You gave up on us because you expect me to
fall at the first hurdle. Do you think you’re incapable of loving me?” If only
she knew. “Is that why you’ve pushed me away, because you knew I was in love
with you and you don’t want my love.”

“God, no. No.”

“Have I suffocated you—because you’re not used
to relationships?”

“Beth, you haven’t suffocated me. I’m sure if
you listen to your heart, you’d know that I can’t get enough of you.” She turns
her head to see me. “Jesus Beth. Don’t. I can’t take that look.”

I reach down and she closes her eyes for me to kiss
them. When she flutters them open again that hint of sadness has gone.

“Look at us, Jax. Look at our bodies. We fit
together like the best human jigsaw ever. We’re each made up of hundreds of
pieces but we’ll never be complete without each other. We are the perfect fit.
Look.”

Listening to her talk about us so poetically
gives me a glimmer of hope but I can’t quite grasp onto it to protect it. I
look down our bodies and she’s right. We are glued together tightly. We are the
perfect fit.