Natural Attraction (30 page)

I hear Jax growl as he feels me urging him on.  He abruptly stops kissing and withdraws his mouth from mine.  Grunting with annoyance at losing him from my mouth, I grasp small handfuls of his hair between my fingers and try to pull him back.

I hear him chuckling and open my eyes to see him smirking at me.  Two delicious dimples teasing me, just inches from my mouth.  I try to pull him towards me again so I can lick those damned tempting dimples.  He resists me by pushing his hands down harder either side of my head to do a push up that pulls his head free of my grip.  He is so strong I don’t stand a chance of keeping hold of him.

“Inpatient much?”
He asks.

“Fuck yes!” I growl back at him, desperately snaking my hands out to grab onto any part of him I can.

He leans back further, taking his weight back onto his legs and grabs my hands, pinning them to my sides.

“There’s no rush you know.  Slow down.  We’ve got all night, and then some.  You need to show some self-control woman.  Haven’t you been learn
ing
anything
about how slow and steady gets the best results over these past few days?  You are back on your direct line track.  Cool off and let it build.”

“I feel like I am on fire
,” I whisper looking at him desperately.

“Good, let’s make that fire a fuck
ing slow burn then.”

He slowly stands up straight, letting my hands go and leaving me
laying on the bed staring at him helplessly.  I feel bereft at losing contact with his body.  He holds his hand out and urges me take it.  Resigned to whatever he has planned, I sigh deeply and take his hand.

Pulling me gently to my feet, he moves his hands to my hips and I feel his fingers gently sliding under the bottom of my shirt to make contact with my fiery, hot skin.

His eyes penetrate mine and I am mesmerized as I stare into his dark blue pools of need.

His fingers are cool and just a little bit scratchy. 
The fingers of a man who uses his hands for a living.  Rough surfaced, gently scratching against my soft skin, igniting a fire in each nerve as they slowly slide around my hips and onto my back.

I start to pant slowly again, my heart rate settling as I focus on his eyes.  My eyelids start to flutter shut as the hairs on my back raise as a shiver runs down my spine. Tingles flare across my spine as he continues to softly caress my back.

Holy shit.  Slow burn all right.

His fingers start to circle slowly as he finds the two small dimples of my lower back and pays significant attention to them.  I feel his hands slowly fan outwards so his thumbs can continue to swirl in the dimples while his fingers slide down under the top of my shorts.  Slipping past my waistband he fans his hands across the top of my butt.

I feel the warmth of his breath on my face as I gently lean back against his hands and let my head roll back slightly, savoring the sensation of his hands caressing me.

His lips brush gently over mine and I automatically open my mouth to allow my tongue to dart out and lick his top lip.  I hear myself humming lightly in the back of my throat.

“That’s better,” he mumbles against my lips.

I start to smirk and then a small snort of derision escapes through my nose as I realize that, as usual, he is right. 

His mouth curls into a smile against mine as I feel his hands start sliding slowly up my back.  Creeping upwards they lift my shirt as they go.  They reach my shoulder blades and he scrunches his fingers into my back, gently scratching my skin.  Gathering the bunched up folds of my shirt, he steps back slightly and draws my shirt slowly over my head.

I feel exposed and lonely with his hands no longer touching me and step
closer to him.  I feel his hands come back to grasp my hips firmly again.  He spins us both and sits down in front of me.  I remain standing with his hands still firmly grasping my hips.

“Undress for me.” He says as he gives me a little push backwards so he has a better view of my entire body before him.

I look at him sitting patiently in front of me, his eyes hungrily staring at my breasts and his tongue slowly sliding along his bottom lip.  His shorts are tenting in his lap
big time
.

Fuck this guy is so hot.

I’ve never undressed slowly in front of anyone before.  Undressing for sex had always been a hurry to strip and get the job over with.  It has always seemed like an unnecessary evil that you just flash through to get to the good stuff. 

To be honest, a lot of the times I’ve had sex before, I haven’t even managed to get to the stage of being fully naked.  Getting one’s pants off is usually enough for the sorts of guys I’ve drunkenly bedded in the past. 

Being stone-cold sober and eye fucked by someone is the hottest feeling I have ever experienced.  Standing there in my shorts and brazier watching Jax’s eyes devour me hungrily makes the whole point of a striptease all make sense.  I feel moisture flood between my legs again as realize what I am about to do.

I realize what he is offering.  He is offering me the perfect way to build trust and in doing so it will improve the
burn.

Yeah baby.

I smile softly and focus on his eyes as I slowly raise my hands behind my back to unclip my brazier.  Dropping my hands back to my sides, I softly shrug my shoulders to slide the straps forward.  I then let them slowly slide down my arms to my elbows. 

Jax licks his lips again and I swear I see flames in his eyes.  I bet he would be able to see flames in mine if he took an opportunity to remove his eyes from my breasts, but they are not going anywhere.

With another shuck of my shoulders, I let my brazier fall forward and off my breasts.  I hear his breathing stop as he appreciates the view, each of my breasts firm and round with arousal.  I feel my nipples jutting out, pebbled and hard, ready for his attention.

Without further hesitation I continue and slowly slide my hands into the hips of my shorts and panties.  I bend over to slowly slide them both down at the same time.  I enjoy seeing the affect I am having on him but really, really, want to move this along.  I am desperate to get to what I am now sure is going to be the best
good stuff
of my life.

I hear Jax tutting as I look up while stepping each foot out of my shorts and panties. 

“Cheat.” He smirks at me raising his eyebrows.  “Gunna have to punish you for that.  Undress
me,
” he growls staring into my eyes, challenging me to disagree.

I am fully on board with undressing you.  No need to challenge.

I leap forward, not wanting to waste any more time but feel myself hit the wall of his hands flat against my stomach.  “Whoa there tiger.  Slowly.” His words are soothing and I realize I am rushing again. 

Slow burn.
  Got it.

With gentle and slow movements I curl my fingers around his hands and push his hands back to his sides.  Dropping to my knees in front of him, I slowly slide my hands along his hard muscle-bound thighs and start to undo the button on his cargoes. 

The button gives me some trouble because of the way his body is sitting bent slightly forward.  The massive bulge of his cock pushing upwards is also straining his shorts tight.  I finally get the button undone and slide his zip down to find he is traveling commando.  His cock launches free of its captivity, springing up between us.

I feel my eyes widen as I take in the sheer enormity of Jax. 

Man-God all right.

I keep my eyes pinned on his cock as my mouth and sex are once again flooded with moisture.  A fleeting thought of concern that it won’t fit crosses my mind as he lifts his buttocks from the bed and I slide his shorts to his feet. 

He kicks them sideways and then in one swift maneuver, launches forward to grab me by the waist and spin us both over.  I land gently on my back as he lowers himself down against me.

“If you keep look
ing at my cock like that, I’m gunna be done in thirty seconds.”

He slams his mouth down hard on mine, plundering, sucking and licking until I am writhing with need again.  My hands are scratching at his back wanting him to crawl inside me.

Pulling away from me I feel him grab my arms and slide his hands to my wrists. 

“Hands on the bedhead and fuck
ing keep them there.  You’re gunna scratch me to death wildcat,” he growls.

Without a seconds hesitation I grab for the bedhead and clamp my hands around a rail. 

“Good girl,” he chuckles as he dives back in to start peppering hot, wet kisses down my neck and behind my ear. 

A fresh flood of tingles spiral down my spine and I can feel myself dripping down below.  I fight the urge to feel myself, to feel the sticky moisture pooling between my legs.  I can’t remember ever feeling this wet, this aroused, ever.

As I writhe against him, every cell burning, he sears a path of kisses down my chest and to my breasts.  Using one hand to squeeze them together, he slowly peppers wet kisses across each breast as I feel my nipples start to catch on fire. 

They are burning me alive and I need him to wet them, to cool them.  I
need
him to lathe away the burn.

“Please!” I beg.

He glances up at me as he continues his ministrations on my breasts, still not touching my nipples.

“Jax, please!”
I beg again, desperate for his tongue to swipe some coolness onto my hot, hard nipples.  He lets his hand go and my breasts separate, quickly springing back to their original position.  They are hard and they are
needy.

“Please what?” He mumbles looking up at me with a devilish grin on his face and dark, demon hot eyes.

“Please suck on my fucking tits!” I yell, writhing, as I let go of the bedhead and grab the back of his head trying to force him onto my breasts.

“Ah-ah.”
He mutters as he grabs my hands and forces them back above my head.  “Hold on to the fucking bedhead or I stop.”

He growls a primal sound and stops to look at me as I concede defeat and
regrip the bedhead.

Returning to my neck and slowly snaking kisses back to my breasts, I decide then and there that I cannot handle another restart.  My hands will stay exactly where they are.

I start to moan desperately, arching into his body, wanting as much skin of mine as possible to grind against his hard body.  The softness of my skin, scraping against his hard skin makes my skin feel like silk. 

He continues to lick and suck around my nipples and then I finally feel his mouth close down on my left nipple.  Relief and joy floods me momentarily before to my body’s complete shock, he bites down, hard.

Pain sears through my breast and across my chest as I shout, “Fuck!”

The word has barely escaped my lips when I feel his hot tongue lapping at my agonized nipple. 
His breath gently blowing cool, soothing air onto my nipple.  A blissful reward after what felt like a grueling punishment. 

I feel both my nipples pebble harder than I have ever felt them pebble before. 
A rush of endorphins sear through my body making me feel light-headed and even more needy than before.  I feel like I am floating as his mouth works to suck and lathe the pain away.

I feel a burst of fluid trickle down between my butt
crack as euphoric feelings flow through my every vein.

He swings his attention to my other breast and quickly clamps his teeth down on the nipple.  He does this quickly, so even though I know it’s coming, I receive no opportunity to pull away.

This time I find myself arching into the pain and pushing as hard as I can to make sure that I can feel the pure burn as his bite sears my body.

“Sweet mother of God.”
I moan and can’t believe that I absolutely love the sensations the pain brings.  I wonder if the pleasure is going to kill me.

I hear Jax chuckle again as he follows through with his sucking, blowing and licking ministrations.  “You like?” He mumbles against my breast.

“I fucking
love.”
I screech at him, twisting and fighting the urge to once again let go of the bedhead and have at him.

I watch him smirk up at me, demon eyes burning to my soul again.

Switching back to my first breast he bites down, softer this time, aware that my nipples are even more sensitive than before.  I hear myself screaming as I push against his mouth, wanting more, wanting the pain because I know what will follow afterwards.  I am like a drug addict craving my drug of choice.

This time as he releases the pressure on my nipple, I feel his hand slide down and glide between my legs to find my clit and
ohmigod
.
He quickly flicks at my clit and the fire in my breasts is quickly overridden by a searing jolt of joy that courses through my body from below.

“Have you ever felt pain here?” He whispers to me softly.

“No!” I growl the words loudly.  Not sure whether I want to feel the pain or not.

“Let’s save that for another day then,” I hear him rumble as his finger starts to press and rub against my hot swollen clit.