Page 18 of Flawless Aria

Holding my breath, I wait for the backlash.

Imagine my surprise when he cups my face, leans in, and his warm mouth covers mine. My fears suddenly disintegrate, and I get lost in the sensation of his lips, his hands, and his scent that wraps around me. Desperate to get closer, I use my hands to push him flat against the sofa. Never breaking our kiss. Then I straddle his lap and when he moans into my mouth, I’m a goner. When his erection hits my core, there’s no turning back. There’s nothing fake about what I feel for this man. Nothing.

With our mouths still fused together, I grab the hem of his shirt and begin lifting. Breaking the kiss, he hesitates for an instant until I whisper, “I need you, Jax.”

Lifting his arms in the air, I tug it up and over. Then hurriedly getting those damn jeans off as quickly as possible. He stops me dead in my tracks.

“I’m not making love to you on my sofa, Aria, but I’ll gladly bring you upstairs to give you a proper fucking.” I squeal when he flips me around, throws me over his shoulder, and carries me up the stairs.

And just like that, the hunted becomes the hunter.

Setting me gently on his bed, he straddles me. All two hundred and five pounds of pure muscle has my clit throbbing for release. And when he hooks his thumbs inside the hem of my blouse, I lean on my elbows for easy access. One down, three more to go.

Before I have a chance to lay back down, his hands make quick work of ridding me of my bra. Thank God I wore my sexy black one to work today. My nipples pebble the second the cold air hits them and he moans.

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous.” By pressing his palm to the center of my chest, I know it’s time to be devoured. And I’m so ready.

Lips as warm as the sun leave gentle kisses on my stomach, the underside of my breasts, and the hollow of my throat. Before they follow the same path downward. My panties are drenched and I’m about to explode by the sheer feel of his breath on my skin.

Then his mouth closes over my breast while his tongue flicks across my nipple and his fingers pinch the other. Both sensations have me coming undone, and desperate for him to be inside of me.

Lifting my skirt, he pulls my panties to the side and slides his finger inside of me. One becomes two and while still attached to my breast, he pumps his fingers in and out. Stretching me. Preparing me for his thick cock that’s desperate for release.

Sitting back on his haunches, he removes his fingers, and while holding my gaze, he licks them clean. Moaning at the taste of my arousal. “You’re so sweet, baby. I need more.”

Shoving my skirt around my waist, he fists my panties. With a yank, they hit the floor. His shoulders spread me wide as he buries his face inside my soaking pussy.

“Ah, fuck.” When he begins sucking my sensitive clit, my back bows off the bed. With my hands holding him in place, he devours every part of me. Fucking me with his tongue, sucking my clit, and playing my nipples like a cherished instrument.

There’s a tingling running along my spine with a buildup of tension low in my core. When my thighs begin to quake and my toes start to curl, I know I’m so damn close. So close. “Come all over my fucking face, baby.” And that’s the little push I need to take that leap.

“Oh god, I’m c-coming….” And I explode. Wave after wave washes over me as my body spasms and jerks, tenses and tightens. Until I’m a writhing bundle of nerves. It’s endless and the most intense orgasm that I’ve ever experienced in my life.

When I find my bearings, I open my eyes and see his hooded stare holding mine. His lips are swollen and glistening with my arousal. For a beat, we’re linked together without touching. An invisible cord is attached to both of us. Without looking away, he stands, unzips his jeans, and kicks them away. Licking his bottom lip, he steps out of his boxers and covers me with his massive body.

“Lift your ass so I can take off your skirt before I rip it off your body.” Yikes, it’s my favorite. With fumbling fingers, I unzip, and with one hand he yanks it off.

Now we’re skin on skin. No barriers in between.

With his hands framing my face, he slowly inches his way inside of me. The gasps, the moans, the sighs that fill the room say it all. The sensation of being completely filled by this man are overwhelming. A dream coming to fruition. Jax being mine and mine alone. It almost brings me to tears.

Once he’s fully seated, he slides in and out. Once I’ve accepted his length and girth he picks up the pace.

“You feel so fucking good, and it’s been so long, I can’t go slow…Fuck!”

“Don’t hold back. I want every fucking drop. Come for me, Jax. Come…”

Muscles flexing, back bowed, he pounds into me like a feral beast. It’s the match to my flame.

“I’m gonna come. Oh fuck...”I pulsate around him and my pussy is determined to milk his cock dry. A few more pumps and he roars.

“Fuckkkkkkkkk. Fuck, fuck.” I feel jet after jet shoot deep inside of me. Just when I think he has no more left, he surprises me. A few more pulses against my cervix and then he’s spent. Leaning his head in the center of my chest, he tries catching his breath. I’m starting to worry when minutes tick by and he doesn’t move.

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JAXON

“Jax, are you okay?”She begins stroking my hair, wiping my brow and rubbing my back. My eyes are closed but I’m sure she’s worried. I haven’t moved, spoken, or taken a breath. Nothing could have prepared me for this moment. Being intimate with Aria was euphoric. It’s the only word that comes to mind, but I’m sure there’s a better one out there in the universe. I just need more time to think.