Page 173 of Chaos

She slips her hand between our bodies, wraps her dainty fingers around my dick, and starts to move it up and down her pussy. Those soft little moans are turning me the fuck on.

“Use me, Sofia. Claim me.”

She licks her lips and uses the tip of my cock to press on her clit as her mouth falls open.

“Please, baby.” I trace her bottom lip, pulling it back.

She slides her legs down my thighs until she is on her feet. Her eyes are sparkling as she presses down on my shoulders and I drop to my knees before her.

With her fingers tangled in my hair, she lowers her gaze to meet mine, a small smile slowly spreading across her face.

“Is that what you want? To be used like my own personal fuck toy, Jax?”

Tilting my head back, I relish the sensation of running my hands along the softness of her calves.

“I don’t just want it. I’m down on my knees begging for it, baby.” I need this. I want to feel how much she loves me. Mark me as hers again. Bring me the fuck back to life.

“You haven’t really been a good boy though, have you?”

I swallow, I haven’t. Tonight, I murdered my brother in cold blood. With no remorse, or an ounce of sadness. I will never grieve for that bastard.

She grabs hold of my chin, directing my attention back into those big beautiful eyes.

“Maybe I should make you work for it,” she teases.

She releases her hold on my face and saunters away towards the bed. I watch the way her hips sway, that curve above her ass. Fuck, she is perfect.

She twirls around and perches on the edge of the mattress. Slowly and, oh, so fucking teasingly, parting her legs as she places her hands on her knees.

“Damn, baby,” I groan.

“You know what to do, Jax. Crawl to me and then you can fuck me as hard as you want.”

I clench my jaw to suppress the moan that’s trying to break free.

Holy shit.

Her swollen, soaking cunt is begging for me and I am just as desperate for her. To fill her with me, to watch as my cum spills down her thighs.

To make her mine.

“I’ll stay on my damn hands and knees for the rest of my life, sweetheart, if it means I can sink into that pretty pussy.”

Crawling silently, my eyes are fixed on her as I watch the blush slowly making its way up her neck. Reaching her feet, I indulge in the feel of her smooth skin as I sensually lick up the inside of her calf. Pulling myself up to climb on top of her, she tugs me closer and presses her lips to mine.

I flip us over onto my back, hooking my arm under her body and bring her hand to my neck.

“You wanna ride me, sweetheart?” I smirk.

She doesn’t answer with words, but by lifting herself up and guiding the tip of my dick into her. With a tight grip on my throat, she lowers herself. Her mouth makes the perfect little ‘o’ and her eyes flutter closed.

“Halfway, baby. Keep going,”

I slap her thigh to spur her on and her gaze locks onto mine. With my hands grabbing each ass cheek, I lift her up and down to ride my dick, pushing her down all the way to the base.

“Shit, Sof. You feel so good,” I grunt.

“Harder,” she cries out.