Page 95 of Run For Me
“I’m not… lying,” I breathe out. With his heavy weight on me, it’s hard to take in air.
“So, you’re being a brat now?”
“No,” I say. “Just don’t… like your—”
He pushes my face into the dirt, my cheek hitting the ground hard. His breath is hot on my skin as he says, “Think very carefully before you speak your next words, Sailor. I could leave, you know. Take your phone and walk away.” I whimper, wiggling my body against him. “That’s what I thought.”
Jaxon takes both wrists into one hand, then works on the button of his pants with his other.
“Now be a good girl and tell me you love my cock.”
His nails claw against my skin when he yanks my sweatpants down.
I went for comfort and ease tonight, and I am so glad I did.
His cock head is warm against my ass as he drags it between my cheeks, brushing against my other hole before settling at my pussy.
“It takes less than a second to get inside you, Sailor. All you have to do is tell me you love my cock, and I’ll give it to you.”
Something inside me won’t let me speak those words. Though I can hardly move on the outside, inside, I’m smiling. I enjoy taunting him. But I’m not sure now is the time to test him. What if messing with him upsets him? What if it makes him leave? And worse, what if he does it before he fucks me?
“I love your cock, Jaxon,” I say quickly, my words muffled by the ground.
“Holy fuck, say that again,” he growls, but I hear the smile in his voice.
“I love your cock!”
“My name, Sailor. Say it with my name.”
“Jaxon,” I moan. “I love your cock, Jaxon. It feels so good.”
With another growl, he shoves inside me all in one go. He fucks me so hard my ribs and hips ache from digging into the ground. We’re sliding along the path, him thrusting into me so hard that my body is moving forward. He grabs my hips, raises them off the ground and sets me on my knees, digging his fingers into my hips as he pulls me into him while slamming into me.
I claw at the ground, mouth full of dirt as I moan my pleasure and beg for more.
“Oh fuck!” I shout, the pain so worth the pleasure. He’s going so deep I swear I feel it in my stomach.
“Fuck yes, you feel so goddamn good.” He pulls out, and I whimper.
“No, no, don’t stop,” I complain, but then his hot mouth is on me, sucking on my clit. His tongue is sliding inside me before it goes back to my clit. He’s licking every inch of me, driving me higher and higher until I can’t take it anymore and I explode, calling out his name into the darkness.
“Jaxon! Oh, Jaxon!”
Wetness slides down my thighs, his cold hands on my hips, holding me still while he continues to feast on me. When my orgasm subsides, my body slumps to the ground, but he slides right back in, holding me up to keep fucking me. I love that he uses my body how he wants, that he takes care of me too, but then keeps going because he needs to get off. It isn’t much longer before he comes inside me.
He’s breathing heavily as his head comes down to rest on my back, and then he’s placing light kisses down my bare spine, since my shirt rode all the way up to my armpits. The air is cold, but his body is warm. So warm.
“Sailor…” he says in a tone I don’t recognize from him. It’s soft, sweet. Caring.
I have no idea what it means, but I want more of it.
Chapter Fifty-Six
Sailor
I stare at Jaxon’s text, trying to figure out how to respond.
JT:Where do you want to meet?
