Chapter 47

JAX

I wanted her,now I have her.

Seven words I think as I sink deeper into her warm sheath.

Her body clenches against mine.

She's pulling at me at the same time as she's wiggling, quivering, her body figuring out my size, adjusting as needed.

I've maybe never felt someone so ready like I feel with Mila.

To be the asshole anti-hero right now, this is how I see it…

If I ever needed another reason to hate that other guy, this is it right in front of me.

How can someone like Mila be this pent up? To be left hanging like this for so long? There's a difference between someone who is craving sex and attention versus someone who needs it so badly. It's all in the way she touches me. The way her nails claw at me. The way her tongue moves with and against mine. It's in the way her hips rock and thrust, that deepest need to just be fucked.

Mila is in a battle of wants and needs and desires with a taste of regret.

She's a flooding river and I'm the storm that just won't fucking pass and give her a break.

And I'm not going to give her a break either.

No fucking way.

I need this.

And she deserves this…

I give her that final thrust, making fucking sure there's not a centimeter of my cock missing from her body.

I can feel her legs shaking against my body.

We're kissing and I stop so I can look at her.

Her hands now have a slight grip on the back of my shoulders.

Fingers and nails clinging.

I drop my mouth down to her neck.

Mila puts her head back and groans.

My tongue flirts down… to her chest… keep going, Jax… and in one swift move, my mouth is over her left breast and her left breast is in my mouth.

Mila cries out. Her pussy tightens, making my cock feel like it's going to pop.

I growl and pull at her chest.

Her nails dig harder into my skin.

I ease my mouth back and let her breast fall free.

My tongue seeks her nipple.

A cute, tight bud, glistening from my mouth.

Speaking of glistening…

I place my hands flat on the bed and push up even more so I can look down at us.

Together.

I start to pull back.

My cock sliding out of her sweet core.

With each inch I take back, Mila groans louder.

Her body shivers even more.

It feels like hours until I feel the sensitive head of my cock ready to exit her threshold.

That's when I pause.

"Oh, honey, your pussy is too perfect," I say as I look at her again.

Mila's eyes widen and her cheeks turn bright red.

"I'm far from done with your pussy," I warn.

I thrust again… the second thrust is much harder than the first.