Chapter 45

JAX

My cock throbs.

It's been throbbing for a bit now.

I won't lie - Holly's little strip show definitely got things started.

I'm a man, after all. What do you think is going to happen when a pretty girl wants to take her clothes off for me?

But when Mila kicked in the door and started going ballistic?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Grabbing scissors and cutting up Holly's shirt? Threatening to cut Holly's hair?

Having Holly trying to lean toward me for protection only to have Mila get even crazier…

My cock's been ready to explode since that moment…

And now Mila is in my arms.

Her tongue thrusts into my mouth with force.

I kiss her back just as hard.

She claws at my face and all I can picture is her going even crazier, ripping at the stitches on my face, making me bleed.

I don't know what it is, but this girl has driven me to the brink of insanity.

She just keeps getting more and more beautiful. And I love when she shows these wild sides of herself.

She wiggles herself free of my grasp and lands on her feet.

She puts her hands between us and shoves herself back.

Rage fills her eyes.

"What, honey?" I ask. "Got a problem with what you just saw?"

"All I want to know is if you fucked her or not. That's it."

"Would that make you jealous if I did?"

Mila basically slams her hand between my legs.

I grunt and jump. I growl.

"I want to suck your cock, Jax. But I'm not touching you if you're dripping from that little airhead cunt."

Mila has taken things to a whole new level now.

I touch her face. "Look at you with that filthy mouth. And you want to wrap those naughty lips around my cock?"

"That's right, Jax. So… yes or no?"

I lower my mouth down near hers again. "Believe me, honey, it's all good. And even if I let her touch me, I would have thought about you the entire time."

I try to kiss Mila but she drops down to her knees.

Holy fucking hell…

My hands ball up into fists as she goes right to work.

Opening my jeans. Hands gripping the front of my open jeans. Pulling my jeans and boxers down. She does get a little bit of a surprise when she realizes just how far she has to pull my jeans down to allow my cock to jump free.

And when my cock is free, she inches back so she doesn't get hit in the jaw with my steel-like girth.

"Oh, fuck," she whispers.

Her right hand grabs underneath my shaft.

She tightens her grip but her fingertips cannot and will not touch.

I grin as I stare down at this beautiful sight before my eyes.

Mila's lips touch the head of my cock.

Inside my head, stars already begin to explode.

I have to quiet that nonsense voice telling me to just come right now.

Cover her lips and chin with my hot cum.

I can't allow that to happen.

Mila opens her mouth and moves over me.

Her mouth is tight and warm.

I look up at the ceiling and force myself to take a long breath.

She adds a groan for good measure.

As though I need more fucking temptation to finish.

She pulls her mouth back and pops free.

I hear a whimpering noise and I look down just in time to see her tongue move from her mouth. She swirls her tongue around the head of my cock not once… not twice… three times…

She takes me into her mouth again.

My fists get tighter.

My nails dig into my own palms, threatening blood.

I grunt and pull myself back from her mouth.

She attempts to wrestle me with her jaw but I win.

Before she can look up at me and give me the what the fuck face, I'm down on the floor.

My right hand grabbing for the small of her back, pulling her toward me.

My left hand grabbing the side of her pants.

I'm thankfully not up against any buttons or anything like that either.

If so, I'd just tear her fucking pants off. Or use the scissors she threatened Holly with and cut her clothes off.

Now she's on her back, shock spreading across her face.

I think she's realizing right now that she she's woken up the monster…

My uncontrollable lust for her has reached the apex and there's no turning back now.

I slide her pants off, along with her shoes.

My hands then glide up her legs, toward her inner thighs, my eyes glued to her panties.

Light purple.

With an obvious wet spot at the direct middle.

"Oh, fuck, honey," I growl as I move my mouth down between her legs.

My tongue slaps against the wet spot on her panties.

She whimpers and jumps.

I use my left hand and pull her panties to the side.

And there she is…

Her perfectly wet pussy.

Her labia, glistening and curled up together, acting so shy.

I flick my tongue between her legs and open her flower.

My lips close tight around her and I savor her taste.

Electricity fills my body.

My hands grab her hips.

Her panties press against my cheek.

I suckle hard, fast… I want to hear her scream.

Mila screams.

Oh, she fucking screams.

My fingers curl around the edges of her panties and I pull them down her body.

My mouth eases from her pussy and I lick my lips for that last, sweet taste.

I'm then on my knees before her.

My cock throbbing.

Her pussy sopping wet.

I reach for the bottom of my shirt and lift it up over my head.

Mila wastes no time in sitting up just enough to take her shirt off too.

Our eyes meet as she reaches back for the clasp of her bra.

This is it.

There's no stopping us now.

I've never felt this way before fucking someone.