Page 98 of Relentless Sinner

I'm already drowning in him and I don’t want to come up for air. I want to listen to this crazy feeling luring me back into his darkness and prove my father wrong. I don’t want to be a contract or a business arrangement.

I just want to savor this man and this pleasure consuming my body and fall headfirst into the dark escape.

He growls against my lips then he’s tugging me again, moving with me toward the bedroom. A kick to the door swings it open and we crash inside.

Jaxon guides me toward the bed and we fall onto it.

He kneels over me and rips open the front of my dress, then he drags it down my body along with my panties and shoes, leaving me completely naked in seconds.

He smiles down at me as he pulls his shirt over his head and lowers his mouth to my breasts to latch on to one of my tight nipples. When he sucks it greedily, a rush of pleasure consumes me.

I moan from the sweet sensation then flinch when he sinks his teeth into the tender flesh near my nipple, trying to suck more of me into his mouth. It feels incredible and like I’m being claimed again.

He does the same to my other breast, sucking, nibbling and biting like he wants to consume me.

Thrills blast through me, consuming every inch of my skin, and I feel like I could set the room on fire.

He grabs my hips, parts my thighs and dives into my pussy, his tongue pushing straight inside me with unrestrained possession.

I arch into his mouth and he gives me what I need by sucking my clit.

Lost in the delirium, I cry out in a desperate moan I’ve never heard before.

Holding me down, he eats me out like a starving man, pulling moan after moan from deep within me, and like a wild animal I writhe against his face.

One last pull and suck on my clit has me coming.

And holy fucking shit, my orgasm is a violent explosion of pleasure that has me screaming his name.

But he doesn’t stop there. He keeps licking and swirling his tongue inside my pussy, lengthening my orgasm so it’s a million times wilder. Then, like always, he licks me clean, lapping up all my juices and leaving me more aroused than ever. I can’t believe I just had an orgasm yet my body is still ready for more.

Lifting his head, he gazes at me with those merciless eyes, watching me as I pant and try to come back to earth. He gets off the bed and I lift myself onto my elbows to watch him as he undoes his pants.

I allow myself the pleasure of taking in the way each muscle moves on his sculpted abs enhanced by the black ink tattooed into his skin. This man—my husband—is a work of art.

Jaxon pushes his boxers down his legs, freeing his massive cock.

His cock is so erect precum is pearling at the tip of the head. He smiles down at me, flexing a hand around his length. “My turn now, Krasota. I want you on your knees and that hot little mouth of yours around my cock.”

My breathing picks up again and my mouth waters at the thought of having his cock. Of all the things I’ve done with him, I’ve never done that.

I get off the bed and slide onto my knees, sinking into the fluffy white rug.

He slips a large hand around my nape and cups the back of my head so he can run his fingers through my hair, then he directs his cock to my parted lips.

“Open for me, Krasota.”

I do. I open my mouth and take him in, then swirl my tongue around his crown, licking up the precum.

He groans and a strained pleasure-filled look spreads over his handsome face. His rough grunts of pleasure deepen and the way he’s looking down at me—as if I’m some kind of goddess—makes my head spin.

Watching and listening to him turns me on. It fills me with the same kind of thrill an addict would experience when they got their next fix. The crazy thought hits, that I could watch and listen to him in this aroused state forever.

The desire to give him more pleasure fuels me, so I hollow my cheeks and take more of him inside my mouth. That seems to pull some kind of trigger and suddenly his grip on my hair tightens and I’m deep-throating him as he fucks my throat like he’s possessed.

Tears sting my eyes and my gag reflex threatens to overpower me when his cock hits the back of my throat but I fight back, loosening my jaw so I can take what he’s giving me.

“Holy. Fuck!” He groans so loud I swear the walls tremble.