“That’s right,” he bites out, pushing in the barest inch. “You. Are. Mine.”
Thrusting into me, he stretches me wide. I cry out to him, filled with his invasion, my mouth falling open. He doesn’t even give me a moment to adjust to his size before slamming back into me, over and over.
I grunt with each thrust, overtaken by a state of pure euphoria. I can hardly breathe, hardly think. All I can focus on is the earth-shattering sensations he’s applying to my body as he fucks me harder than he ever has before. His hips slam against my ass, bruising my skin.
There’re the loud sounds of praise, skin smacking, and our even breaths echoing throughout the entryway. Tightly gripping my waist, he plows into my core, my inner walls sucking at his cock. Gripping his length, massaging him. He buries himself deeper, increasing his pace, fucking me mercilessly.
Suddenly, I’m seeing stars behind my eyelids. Something inside of me explodes, shattering into millions of pieces. My moans become cries, and my body convulses, aftershocks of my orgasm rocking through me as he slams into me harder.
“Fuck,” he growls, gripping my hair with one hand and my shoulder with the other, locking me in place. “Mine…Fuck.”
He finds his release, shooting his cum inside of me in long spurts. Leaning the front of his body against my back, he nuzzles his face in the crook of my neck.
“I want to stay right here, buried inside of you, forever,” he breathes.
“Don’t go,” I quietly say, feeling him twitch inside of me.
He slowly withdraws himself, letting out a sharp breath. Spinning me around to face him, he leans into me, silencing me with a kiss.
I drown in contentment, his semen trickling down my inner thighs. Resting my back against the wall, I twirl his tie around my fingers, bringing him closer.
Holding my face with his hands, he kisses me softly. Slowly.
“Don’t leave,” I whisper against his lips, his hands trailing down to my lower back.
He draws back his head, and stares intently into my eyes. “I won’t be gone for too long,” he murmurs, smirking.
“You can’t reschedule your meeting?” I ask, flirtatiously smiling up at him. “For me?”
“I would do anything for you.”
The promise in his voice leaves my heart racing, and the room spinning. The feeling he gives me is indescribable. He brings me to life, and ignites a burning passion in my soul. His oceanic eyes lock me in place, and I’m falling for him.
Like the falling of the stars.
For the last seven years, I’ve been isolated, living in a dark windowless room. And then Jaxon walks in, bringing the light and escape I’ve been endlessly searching for.
Saving me.
He fixes himself in his pants while I pull down my dress, my slick thighs reminding me of where he just was. My core aches at the thought, the skin on my ass still warm to the touch.
“I should return around six,” he says, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
“Okay,” I pout, smoothing out the jacket of his suit, and fixing his collar. “Crystal invited me out to lunch.”
“Did she?”
I nod, adjusting his tie to perfection. “She wants to show me around downtown, too.”
“Sisterly bonding,” he smugly says, reaching into his pants pocket. “Here. Take my card.”
“I’m okay,” I rush out, and he frowns. “My signing bonus will take care of lunch and shopping.”
“Save the bonus.”
“No.”
Stepping forward, he cocks his head to the side. “Did you just say no to me?” he asks, eyes narrowed.
