Wilde Forever (Wilde Women Book 1) (25 page)

Before she had a chance to answer he drew back his hand and swung, smacking one gorgeous cheek with two quick, hard whacks. The sound his hand made as it connected with her flesh made his cock surge.

“Owww,” she wailed, trying to shield her butt with a hand. “Jax, stop!”

He laughed at her shocked distress. Nice try. Grabbing her hand he held it firm on her back and told her in a low, gravelly voice, “You think about this the next time you feel like showing off your naked body.”

Moving to the other cheek he did the same thing leveling two hard smacks in quick succession as she jerked and squirmed trying to get away from him. Fat chance of that happening.

“Anyone could see you,” he growled.

She sounded worked up but not in a panicked way when she cried, “Only you Jax. I was doing it for you.”

God. She was priceless. “I know,” he murmured close to her ear. “And now I get to spank your glorious ass for being such a naughty tease.”

He restrained her again with a firm hand between her shoulders and proceeded to lay down a wicked spanking, one cheek at a time, going back and forth until her shocked cries turned to low moans. Grunting with satisfaction he watched as her thighs pressed together and nodded, knowing what that telltale movement indicated.

The globes of her delectable ass were a pretty pink when she finally gave up the struggle. He liked subduing her this way. A lot. When she whimpered softly after a particularly heavy whack, he slid his hand down the seam of her ass and into the space between her legs to test how wet she was. He was rewarded when his fingers discovered a flood of moisture.

“My bad girl likes getting spanked,” he snickered. “Your body gives you away Brynn,” he crowed as her ass arched into his touch, inviting him to delve deeper.

She was nuts if she imagined it would be that easy. No. He was only getting started. Grabbing a fistful of hair, he pulled her up and off his lap noting with smug satisfaction that her hands immediately went to her ass and held on to each cheek. He knew she’d feel heat coming from her pinked skin, making him leer at her with hungry delight.

“Bet that smarts, huh?” he asked as his eyes gave her a thorough once-over. Not only was her ass red, her nipples were pebbled and jutting from the tips of her breasts as her chest heaved with each deep breath she took. Sexy Brynn was very, very turned on and nothing could have pleased him more.

With his hand still in her hair, he dragged her caveman style around the foot of the bed and shoved her up against the mattress until she stumbled forward awkwardly. She was about to learn the hard way, nine inches of hard, that when she played the vixen, his response would be primitive and rough.

Pushing her head down, he growled, “Bend over woman. Legs apart and no hands unless you want more of what just happened. Understood?”

“Jax,” she gurgled in a voice edged with uncertainty. She’d called his beast from its shadowy cave, and it scared her, if only just a little, making his primal self figuratively thump his chest.

“No, Brynn. You brought this on yourself. I’m not a man easily denied. Answer me now. Quickly,” he growled. “
Understood
?”

Flames of desire and a fierce, drugging arousal tore through him when she gave in. Her feet moved apart and she bent forward onto the mattress, moaning, “Yes,” as a deep shudder made her body quiver from head to toe.

Jesus. Was there anything sweeter than watching as she surrendered to him? Knowing that the trust she was putting in him to keep her safe while she gave herself up so completely to his lust turned his cock to stone. What the fuck had he done to deserve such a treasure?

So far she hadn’t cringed from any of the heavy-handed things he’d warned her about or subjected her to so he kept pushing her boundaries to see exactly where she would draw the line in the sand.

Giving her head a good push for emphasis he released his grip on her hair and told her in a low, dangerous rumble, “Head down, ass up.” The almost imperceptible moan she made tightened his balls.

He inserted his foot between hers and gave them a good kick to force her legs open further. “Wider Brynn. I’m taking that sweet pussy so spread ‘em wide and give me what I want.”

When he positioned her just so, Jax stepped back and left her bent over the side of the bed, arousal dripping down her thighs. The sight was truly the hottest thing he’d ever seen. Leaving her to anticipate what came next, he ran a hand possessively along her spine from neck to ass, lingering at the end to tease her slit without penetrating her luscious wet folds.

He saw her hands, where they lay outstretched on each side, clutching at the sheet under her as a shallow whimper split the air.

“Look at me,” he commanded bringing her head on a swivel until he saw her eyes scan his body before coming to a halt when she met his heated gaze.

With precise deliberation, he unbuckled his belt and drew the leather from the loops, holding it doubled in his firm grip in what had to look like a menacing way. He was fucking with her because he could, enjoying the way her eyes flared at the intimidating pose he adopted. When he was sure he had her undivided attention, he looked pointedly at the belt, then at her beautiful ass as if deciding whether to use the leather on her flesh.

“Maybe next time you play the bad girl,” he murmured as relief flashed in her expression when he dropped the belt to the floor.

Swiftly unbuttoning his shirt, he tossed it aside and pinned her to the spot with a suggestive leer.

“Bad girls get fucked hard. You know that, don’t you Brynn? Is that what you were asking for when you opened the curtains and touched yourself?” He was slowly undoing his pants, enjoying the exquisite tension radiating off her body.

“I, um. No. I didn’t know,” she answered hesitantly.

“What the fuck did you think would happen when you made me watch as you massaged your tits and showed off your ass? Did you imagine I would reach into my jeans, just like I’m doing now and take out my dick as I watched from across the yard?” His actions mirrored his words as his sexy lover stared with a hooded expression.

He shoved his jeans and briefs down his legs and stepped out of them. Grabbing his cock at the base and squeezing until the fat head swelled and throbbed, he waved it suggestively in her direction.

“Did you think I’d stroke myself, thinking how much I wanted to be inside you?”

Humph
. She whimpered again letting him know that was exactly what she imagined. Poor naughty Brynn. She was about to learn that he would never be content to jerk off when her hot, wet pussy was calling to him. No fucking way. Not in this lifetime, anyway.

“See this?” he asked. “All of this, every hard-as-fuck inch, is about to be inside you so I suggest you hold on cause I intend to go deep, baby. Balls deep.” He stepped behind her as eyes turned wide with desire watched him while he stared greedily at her weeping slit and licked his lips with anticipation for the feast of delights about to be served up.

“You’re in for a bumpy ride my sexy baker. Feel free to scream as loud as you want. It’ll only make me fuck you harder.”

After rolling on a condom he put a hand on her back to hold her still, guided the head of his hungry cock to her opening, let it rest a minute against her flesh, just long enough for her to shake with expectation, then gripped her hip and with a mighty grunt, thrust deep and sure until with that one surge he was swallowed whole by her luscious cunt.

“
U
NF
.” SHE CAME WITHIN SECONDS, as the savage cry broke from her throat. There was nothing between his thrust and her uncontrollable shaking except a single heartbeat as he took possession of her body.

Brynn had been out of her mind with arousal once he’d managed to spank her into complete submission. She hadn’t known that pain and pleasure were two sides of the same coin until her ass had been burning and her core flooded with desire.

When she’d impulsively started this little game, she really had thought it would play out with each of them pleasuring themselves in full sight of the other. She had been a fool not to see that he wouldn’t put up with that shit for a second. It was already clear that her orgasms belonged to him and him alone so why she imagined he’d allow her to play the tease without him buried deep inside her was a rookie mistake she wouldn’t make again. Or maybe she would. Who knew? Especially if her little games unleashed his dominant side. There was something awe-inspiring and magnificent about Jax Merrill when he was on fire for her.

As the intense orgasm ripped through her, she heard him chuckle while his hands, strong and commanding, gripped her trembling hips. “Don’t think that coming all over my cock is going to save you from getting pounded, love,” he taunted. “If anything, feeling your sweet sexy cream drip down my balls is only going to make me fuck you harder.” He slapped her ass and chuckled again. “A little bonus for you to enjoy before I make you come again.”

Words weren’t going to happen, not while her mind was crowded with lust, so she grunted and let the orgasm take her away. She was aware that her inner muscles were furiously contracting around his magnificent cock and marveled at his control as he pressed deeper and laughed some more.

“Finished yet, love?” he asked as he bent over her and sank his teeth into her shoulder blade. Sliding his hands under her torso he scooped her breasts into his big hands and pulled her up against his chest.

As the intensity of the climax started to ease, she shimmied her ass against his groin and luxuriated in the feeling of his beautiful cock filling her completely.

His warm breath on her ear made her shiver. “Ah, still feeling naughty I see,” he teased as he allowed her to writhe in his embrace and enjoy the sensation of his body wedged deep inside hers.

All of a sudden, he released his grip on her tits and shoved her forward again, pushing her bent over and face down into the bed. “My turn,” he growled. “Time to teach your hot pussy a lesson.”

And then it started. He pulled out of her and immediately slammed home, sinking into her wet passage, making her cry out with each forceful stroke. Again and again, he thrust as she arched into him, his balls slapping furiously against her swollen clit with each plunge.

“Bad. Girls. Get. Fucked. Hard,” he grunted as he gripped her hips and hammered his mighty cock into her. “How bad were you Brynn? Harder? Hm
mmm
?”

That spine-tingling feeling his savage possession evoked began breaking loose inside her. Chills and heat wracked her as he took her with a relentless ferocity. She heard sounds—lewd, suggestive sounds—as her pussy flooded, and he pounded out his ownership of her body with each aggressive thrust.

Brynn was moaning as a second orgasm began to build deep in her core. Where she found the strength to answer his thrusts she didn’t know, but soon she was pushing back each time he stroked, giving him deeper access.

He took control of her throbbing clit, massaging and rolling it between his fingers. Hot moisture leaked from her body, and this time she felt it running down her legs. He’d told her he liked feeling her nectar drip off his balls creating an erotic visual that stole her sanity. It wouldn’t be long now before she splintered apart again.

Just before she reached the point of no return, he surprised her by pulling out and smacking her ass with a mighty thwack. “Bad girls come when they’re told. And not before.”

Brynn whimpered and shook, the loss of his cock making her desperate and almost hysterical with need. She felt him slide down her body from behind as she bent over the bed, running his hands along the outside of her legs and then slowly up the inside of her calves to the soft flesh of her inner thighs. He parted her with his fingers and started licking her pussy, sucking her swollen flesh into his greedy, talented mouth.

Having him devour her from behind was a pleasure of sensations she’d never experienced before. Her legs shook like crazy when she felt his tongue slide inside her as he pulled her open with his hands to give him total access.

When he spoke, she felt his growling words more than she heard them and clutched at anything her hands could find to keep from collapsing. “My bad girl tastes like sweet sin.”

Oh fuck
. He was killing her. His tongue continued to flicker over her poor clit. She could feel the throbbing inside her head where blood furiously pounded against her skull. When his lips closed around the swollen nub and suckled hard, her legs buckled.

This time his laugh was hoarse with desire as he caught her fall. “Too much bad girl? Shame. I like the way you taste and the way your pussy quivers as it begs for more.”

He rose slowly and instead of putting her into the same position, he lifted her to the mattress on her knees and pulled her close to the edge.

“Head down, baby and arch your back.” He shoved her knees wider apart and ran a finger across her slit. “There’s nothing more beautiful than my love dripping with arousal.”

He’d called her ‘my love’ instead of simply, ‘love’. The chills returned when the possessive tone in his voice wrapped around her nerves.