Page 100 of Undisputed Player
The slick heat of her arousal soaked through my jeans immediately, the friction making her gasp and arch beneath me.
“Jax!” she hissed, bucking up against me, but not truly fighting me off.
Every desperate movement only ground her wet cunt harder against my thigh, soaking me through the expensive denim.
Her pussy was a work of art spread beneath me, swollen lips glistening with arousal, her clit a hard little pearl jutting out from its hood, begging for attention. The sight of her so wet, so ready despite her protests, made my cock throb against my zipper.
"Look at you, you needy brat," I chuckled, dark and low. “Protesting with your mouth but begging with your body. Your cunt's dripping all over my pants.”
Her clit was swollen and desperate, rubbing frantically against the coarse denim of my jeans with every grind of her hips. The wet patch on my jeans grew larger with each move, spreading dark across the fabric as her juices seeped through.
I pressed my knee harder against her core, feeling her clit throb against the rough material, watching her face contort with blissful pleasure.
She moaned high, unable to stop herself from grinding up against my thigh. Her hips rolled in desperate circles, seeking more pressure, more friction against her aching little clit.
"Feel that?" I crooned, taking the gun from my waistband and dragging the barrel along her inner thigh.
Goosebumps rose—cold steel against her heated flesh made her shiver, a soft whimper escaping her lips despite her defiance.
"This is power, princess. This is what keeps you safe when you're being stubborn.”
I traced the weapon higher, letting it barely graze her swollen clit. The metal was warming from her body heat, becoming slick with the arousal that coated her thighs.
Her hips jerked involuntarily, seeking more contact with the gun, but I pulled it away with a dark chuckle.
"Greedy little thing," I taunted, rubbing the barrel through her slick folds and coating it with her arousal. "You want more? You want me to fuck you with the gun that protects you?"
The weapon slid easily through her wetness, the ridged barrel catching on her sensitive flesh and making her gasp through the little nod she gave me. She was soaked—absolutely drenched with need.
I pressed it against her entrance, not penetrating but promising. Her back arched off the bed, seeking more pressure, more contact with the forbidden steel. Her pussy clenched around nothing, desperate to be filled.
"Please," she whispered, her voice broken and desperate. The fight was bleeding out of her, replaced by raw need that matched my own.
"Please, what?" I demanded, my own voice strained. "Please fuck you with my gun? Please let you move in? You have to say it, princess. You have to admit what you want."
“Please touch me,” she whined, but that wasn’t the answer I wanted out of those pretty lips.
Without warning, I flipped her onto her hands and knees, admiring the perfect curve of her ass, the way her spine arched in submission even as her mind rebelled.
Her little ass was right there, so close I could see every detail, every perfect inch of her exposed to my hungry gaze.
“Fucking beautiful even when you’re misbehaving.” The tight ringof muscle was glistening with her arousal, begging for my attention. The way she was positioned, completely vulnerable and open to me, made my cock ache.
I gathered more of her wetness on the gun's barrel, coating it thoroughly with her slick before trailing it back, between the perfect little cheeks of her ass. She tensed when the metal pressed against her tight hole, a sharp gasp escaping her lips.
"Oh god," she whimpered as I circled the puckered entrance with deliberate slowness. The gun was warm now from her body heat, slick with her juices.
"This is mine too," I growled, pressing the barrel gently against her forbidden entrance. "Every inch of you belongs to me. Your mouth, your pussy, this tight little ass—all mine to claim,to protect.”
Her body shuddered beneath me, caught between fury for my words and arousal for my actions. I could see her hands fisting in the sheets as she fought not to push back against the intrusion. Her pussy was still dripping, arousal running down her thighs.
She moaned as I increased the pressure slightly, not penetrating but letting her feel the promise of complete possession. Her breathing became ragged, desperate little pants that told me everything I needed to know.
"You're going to move in with me," I said, thick with need and absolute determination. "You're going to stop putting yourself in danger. And you're going to learn that when I say something, you fucking listen."
She shook her head, honey hair whipping across her face as she glared back at me with blazing eyes. "No."
My blood turned alit.
