Page 61 of Traitorous Lies
“Now you’ll take your punishment like a good girl, won't you, princess? Because you know you deserve it.”
“Yes,” she quickly agreed. Although when he moved to pick up the massager and its buzz filled the room, she jerked on the bed in surprise.
“Not as good as what I have at home, but I think this will still effectively teach you a lesson.” Positioning himself on the bed beside her, Jax stroked his fingers down her cheek, then let them drift down her body. Circling one of her breasts, dipping into her belly button, then sweeping between her legs to scoop up the evidence of her arousal.
Using that, he coated the vibrating end of the massager and then moved it between her legs.
At the first touch of the tool against her sensitive bud, Monique’s hips jolted off the bed, and he chuckled. So sweet. So innocent. So corruptible.
Holding the toy firmly against her, he lazily massaged one of her breasts, plucking at her nipple until it pebbled beneath his ministrations. Watching her body carefully, the second he thought she was close to coming, he removed the toy, making her whimper, her hips rocking as she sought the friction she needed to find a release.
“Nuh-uh,” he reminded her. “You don’t get to come until I'm ready for you.”
“Jax, please, I won't put myself in danger again,” she pleaded, giving him puppy dog eyes as though that was going to convince him to let her come this quickly.
Without giving her an answer, he leaned in and captured her lips, kissing her slowly, sensually, taking his time, in no hurry to end the night. He could do this for hours, the question was, could Monique?
When he knew the approaching orgasm would have receded enough to play again, he pulled his mouth from hers, and returned the toy to between her legs, playing with her other breast as he watched the orgasm begin to build.
This time, when he withdrew the toy, Monique cried out her displeasure. “Please, Jax,” she begged. “Please. I'm so close.”
“And you’ll remain close until I'm sure you’ve learned your lesson.”
“I have.”
Touching a kiss to the tip of her nose, he shook his head. “Not yet you haven’t. But you will.”
Capturing one of her nipples with his mouth, he teased it, suckling lightly, then harder, flicking it with the tip of his tongue, and then scraping his teeth against it. There were still the lingering marks of the bite he’d given her when they’d first made love, and he found he liked seeing his mark on her. Maybe he’d keep one on her body permanently so she never doubted that he saw every single side of her, even the ones she hid from everybody else.
Moving away from her breast, he put the toy back between her legs, and even though the orgasm had receded, it built quicker this time. Only a minute or so later, he pulled the toy away and lavished attention on her other breast. Sucking, and licking, enjoying the way she thrust her chest forward, seeking more of his attention.
This time he moved down her body, using his mouth and his fingers instead of the massager. Featherlight kisses dotted her entrance and her bundle of nerves, and then he slid a single finger inside her, pumping it lazily in and out as he continued to pepper kisses to her bud, light enough that they wouldn't let her come even though he knew she was close.
“Please, Jax, please,” she begged, tears shimmering in her eyes, but from the flush of arousal on her skin, he knew that despite her desire to come, she was enjoying every second of their play as much as he was.
“Mmm, not sure we’ve been at this an hour yet,” he reminded her.
“But I've learned my lesson.”
Adding another finger, he stroked deep, making sure the pads of his fingers caught that special spot inside her, and she moaned and rocked her hips into his touch. “I'm not sure you have, princess. If I'm too lenient on you, I might lose you.”
Her gaze locked on his. “You won't.”
“I don’t want to,” he answered honestly. “I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won't,” she repeated. “You haven’t.”
Those words hit him firmly in the chest, and all of a sudden, he couldn’t hold back. Withdrawing his hand, smirking as she mewled another protest, Jax stripped out of his clothes and then spread his body out over hers.
One thrust and he was buried deep in her tight, wet heat.
Touching a kiss to the fading bite mark on her chest, he then kissed her hard on the mouth. “Maybe I shouldn’t let you come at all, that would really teach you a lesson, wouldn't it?” he asked as he pulled back and then thrust in hard, knowing his girl could take it, that she wasn't fragile and didn't want to be treated like she was.
“You wouldn't,” Monique said, but there was a thread of doubt in her voice.
“Oh, princess, I absolutely would.” Another hard thrust made her cry out, and he knew she was so close to coming she could taste it. While another time he might deny her an orgasm as he came inside her, that time wasn't today. Today, he wanted them to come together. She’d forgiven him when she had no reason to, was giving him another chance, and he wasn't going to do anything to mess up that chance.
“Please, Jax, please. Let me come. I'm begging you.” Her hips rocked against him as much as they could with her bound ankles.
