Page 170 of Chaos
“Is this how you want it?” His deep voice sparks me further.
Just as I free his cock, I look up and meet his dark eyes boring into mine. He’s home. He’s mine.
I want him to own me.
His dick pushes against my aching pussy. My fingers trace along the defined contours of his abs, slowly making their way up until they reach his throat.
“I want you to completely consume me, Jax. Let go and fuck me until I’m yours.” As I squeeze my fingers tighter, I feel his body tense up.
“Remind me of how good we are.”
I run my tongue along his jaw.
“Bite me, mark every inch of me.”
A growl erupts from his chest, starting a fire only he can put out.
His hand tightens around my hip, anchoring me firmly in place.
“Dig your nails in deeper, baby. Make it fucking hurt,” he hisses.
When I do, he groans. Holy shit. He leans in, biting down on the flesh on my shoulder, and I cry out.
“You want me to mark you? You want me to lose control? Baby, you have no idea what you’ve just let yourself in for.”
His nose gently grazes the line of my neck, reaching up towards my ear. I can feel his warm breath on my skin as he firmly grasps my ass through my shorts.
“Run,” he whispers, dropping me to my unsteady feet. That raw, animalistic passion lies behind his eyes and I spin on my heel and sprint.
My heart racing, I grip the wall to prevent myself from slipping on the tiles before darting around the corner. I head towards the patio doors, grabbing the closest chair and throwing it over to slow him. I’m fighting the urge to burst into a fit of giggles. As my fingers barely graze the handle, a sudden jerk at the back of my neck makes me cry out.
He lifts me from behind, and everything becomes a blur. Suddenly, I find myself on top of the dining table. As quick as I can, I attempt to crawl away.
“Jax!” I cry out, the cool air hitting against my hot skin as he rips my shorts and panties from my body and drags me back to him.
“That was too easy, sweetheart.” He slaps my ass so hard I bite down on my forearm to muffle my cries. Fuck, I want him. When I hear his zipper opening, I push my hips towards him. I’m flipped over with my back pressing against the table. A smirk spreads across his face as he towers over me.
As his hands slam down on either side of my head, his dick presses against my pussy.
“Jax, please.”
He bites down on his lip as he slides his cock along my slit. Seizing the silver chain around his neck, I forcefully bring him closer until our lips are tantalizingly close.
“Fuck. Me. Now.”
I don’t even recognize my voice it’s so full of need. My fingers work frantically at the hem of his tee. In one swift motion, he tugs it over his head and thrusts inside me.
“Such a perfect tight cunt. It’s all mine, sweetheart. All fucking mine.”
I cry out his name, my back arching, as he bites down hard on my shoulder. The pain and the pleasure battle against each other.
But, I want more. I want him feral for me. When he pulls himself out, I quickly nudge myself backwards and roll off the table, dashing towards the stairs.
“You know nothing can stop me getting to you, sweetheart,” he calls out from behind me and the thrill sets me alight.
His heavy strides draw nearer. I can sense the surge of adrenaline flooding through me, heightening my awareness of him. I can practically sense the warmth of his breath as it grazes my skin.
My heart is pounding when he lunges forward and seizes a handful of my hair, causing me to whirl around and collide with him. My fingers scratch down his chest as he shoves me up against the wall, kicking open my thighs at the same time tugging my head to expose my throat.