Page 49 of Conquered
A shower and a grower? Jesus.
As if reading my mind, he smirks in a cocksure way, going to his bedside drawer, and pulling out a bottle of lube and a condom packet, which he throws down beside me.
I squirm and moan at the sight of him as he kneels on the bed, gasping when he grabs my legs and yanks me down towards him. He pulls off my red suede heels, leaving my knee-high lace edged socks on, rubbing his huge palms up my legs. I'm breathless and tingling all over, desperate for more.
His hands dip under my tartan mini skirt, hooking his fingers in the navy lace knickers I chose today, and agonisingly slowly, he pulls them down my thighs, then over my knees, and finally along my calves and off my feet.
I'm squirming on the bed, I can feel myself dripping onto his sheets. He brings the lace to his nose, and whilst keeping his gaze locked on mine, he takes a huge inhale, growling deep, his cock jumping as he takes in my scent.
“Ever since that first night, when we heard you cry out Loki's name, I've wondered what you'd smell like, taste like, fucking feel like,” he groans, his words leaving me so turned on I'm surprised I'm not glowing fucking neon. “I've gripped my dick more times over the last week with your cry ringing in my ears than I have in the past year,” he admits in that ocean deep voice of his.
“Had I known, I would have happily gripped it for you,” I sass back breathily, and one side of his lips lifts in a smirk.
Fuck. Me.I'm literally panting with need here, unable to take my eyes off this god of a man.
He throws my knickers over his massive shoulder, his eyes darting to my soaking wet cunt, and licking his lips as he lowers himself down before grabbing each of my thighs on the inside and spreading me wide for him. Then he licks me from my opening to clit in one smooth stroke of his tongue. My hips buck, and I throw my head back hard.
It feels so fucking good.
He brings that wicked tongue back to my opening, using the same move and licking me over and over, with slow torturouspasses like he has all the fucking time in the world. It's maddening, and leaves me writhing round, desperately seeking out more friction. More connection.
“Stop fucking teasing me, Jax!” I grind out, looking down at him and panting hard. I'm so fucking wired, I feel like a spring that's ready to burst.
“So impatient, Baby Girl,” he chuckles, and I thrash like a stormy sea as the vibrations of his laughter combine with his warm breath on my swollen pussy. His grip on my inner thighs tighten, his large fingers digging in.
“You want more?” he asks like an arsehole, giving me another slow lick, like I’m a bowl of fucking cream and he’s a cat.
“Yes!” I all but scream at him, causing another mischievous chuckle to tumble out of his glistening lips.
Letting go of one leg, he brings his hand up and taps my aching pussy in warning, right over my clit and sending a zing of electricity through me. I can’t say that I dislike the little bit of pain.
“Please, Jax,” I beg, practically crying with need.
“Good girl,” he utters as he lowers down again and takes my clit in his mouth, sucking hard as three of his massive fingers slam into me and start fucking me hard.
“Jax! Shit, Jax!” I yell out as I feel the burn of an orgasm beginning in my core, sending shockwaves all over my body.
He sucks even harder, grazing the bud with his teeth, and I explode, liquid gushing out of me. My eyes roll, and I see fucking galaxies as the intense orgasm rips through me.
“Fuck, Baby Girl. That was so hot.” I hear him rumble with appreciation while I come to.
I look up to see his beard dripping with my juices just as he wipes an arm across it. He reaches over, and I hear the foil of the condom wrapper tearing, then watch him slide it down his impressive length.He must have to get extra bloody large!Squirting some lube in his hand, he slathers it over his huge cock, giving it a few pumps with his fist clenched tightly round it.
I lay there, completely boneless, as he crawls up and over me before nestling himself between my thighs. I can feel his hard cock poking my entrance, causing another shiver to travel up my already sensitive body as my legs wrap around his hips.
He traces his fingers along my throat, and then with both hands grips my t-shirt and, I shit you not, tears it in half down the middle, just like the way he ripped his.
“That's better,” he grins cheekily.
Prick!And I'm just about to rip him a new one for desecrating my clothes when he asks, “You ready, Baby Girl?”
He doesn't even give me a chance to respond as he begins to nudge his hard length inside me, inch by delicious inch.
Fucking Nora!
I can feel myself stretching in the best possible way, and there’s a slight burn as he pushes all the way in. My eyes are practically rolling as he pushes in further, and I feel my walls clenching at his invasion.
“So goddamn tight,” he groans, finally bottoming out as his hips meet mine. I feel so full, like there’s not a millimetre of vacant space.
