The Next Contestant (27 page)

His hands slip down my sides, over my butt, between my legs, and he grasps them, lifting me onto the tall bed. He goes down with me, then breaks the kiss to drag me into the center of the mattress. Kissing down my abdomen, he pauses to grasp my panties, then slowly tugs, and I raise my hips, allowing him to slip them off. Then he shocks me by dragging his tongue slowly, seductively up the inner side of my thigh, over the crest of my hip, across my abdomen to the other hip, then back to the center, and down between my legs… oh, god. His hot mouth is all over, rough, gentle, biting, long tongue pushing inside me…

“Mm,” he mumbles, trailing his hot tongue between my slit and circles my clit. I hear the metal of his belt clank; he’s working his jeans off with one hand, not once does his mouth stop the delicious assault. He shifts a bit and kicks his jeans off. Then he palms my thighs, rubs circles with his thumbs, spreads and presses my legs down, moans, sucks my clit and the glorious sensations he’s creating rush through me and I moan loudly. This causes him to groan and crawl up me. Sliding an arm underneath and across my back, he drags me up further on the bed. His frantic lips find mine, his tongue pushing inside and dominating my mouth. I think of where he’s just been and I’m thankful I don’t really have a taste.

The warmth of his skin pressing against mine… the way he pauses to look into my eyes: serious, predatory, passionate… as if he’s asking permission. I gasp a little as the tip of him presses lightly against my entrance. He kisses me again, deeper, then pulls back, eyes never wavering, and the tip of him presses in further. He pauses, closes his eyes, a hiss escaping from his partially open mouth.

Jax shifts slightly and then…

I gasp and shudder at the sudden thrust of his hips, the strength and size of him filling me completely. It’s almost painful. He presses open-mouth kisses over my cheek, against my ear, then pauses.

“Fuck, Kimber. Just… Don’t move. You feel so tight, so wet, so unbelievably good and I want to fuck you long and hard, and I will, but right now, you can’t move or I won’t last.”

“Oh…” I’m panting, “I… okay,” I whisper.

Jax lifts up slightly, concern etches his magnificent features. “Am I hurting you?”

“Yes,” I whisper. He tries to pull away but I wrap my arms and legs around him, holding him against me. “No… not that kind of hurt… just… hot pain. Just… go slow.”

Staring at me, he pulls out, slides back in… slowly, until he’s deep inside of me, filling me completely, so much that my walls are a tight grip around him, but he’s gentle and begins to move slowly, back and forth but never fully pulling out of me.

As my body begins to adjust to his size, he moves and it’s tight, hard, and slow. I feel the pressure, my lower belly tightening… and an “uhn” escapes me followed by my increased breathing. He’s so good, so passionate, so…

“Oh god,” I cry. “J-Jax…”

He slows to barely moving, the pressure that was building in me fades, ceasing my oncoming release. Then he leans down, drags his mouth down my chin, bottom lip, back up, and he caresses my arm, reaching up to my fingers and unraveling them from around his neck. Lacing his fingers with mine, he pins them above my head and leans down, pressing his warm wet mouth against my ear.

“Not yet,” he whispers sensually. “I want this to last.” His mouth is instantly on mine, kissing me passionately and the warmth of his chest against mine, our hips, our limbs and the connection of our bodies united together, feels so intimate, so personal, that I know, and finally acknowledge what I’ve known all along—I’m irrevocably in love with this man.

He breaks the kiss, pulls out of me, and slides his hand under the pillow next to me. I have no idea what he has, not until he pushes up and sits on his knees between my thighs.

“I’m on birth control,” I inform him.

He stares at me, his eyes filled with heated lust, seduction, dirty, and then he tosses the condom on his nightstand. “Ah. Good to know,” he says and grins as I watch him grasp his cock. It’s so freaking sexy. He slides something over his shaft.

“Cock ring,” Jax informs me. “I want to fuck you long and hard and if I don’t use it, I’ll cum the second I slip into your tight little pussy.”

I’ve never… Devin never….

Dragging his hands along the inside of my thighs, he presses his palms behind my knees and hitches my legs over his shoulders. He lays on top of me and kisses me softly, sweetly as he angles his hips and slowly enters me. He sways his hips, groans in my mouth, then breaks the kiss. His lips kiss along my jaw, along my ear, sucking and nipping the lobe, and then his tongue is in my ear swirling and licking and I shiver at the sensation. I shiver harder when he pants, his hips moving faster, harder, deeper….

He stops and pulls out. Rising to his knees, he grips my hips and raises them level with his. My butt and back are no longer on the mattress. Slipping slowly inside of me, he caresses my hips with his thumbs as he goes deeper. I watch him, his eyes closed, mouth parted. Such a glorious sight, witnessing his lust, his passion, and it’s all for me.

Controlling my hips, he sways me up and down, and groans erotically. He controls my movements to meet his thrusts; his shaft strokes along a sweet spot and my lower abdomen tightens and quickens. He rotates his hips side to side, up and down, then he halts and slips out of me. Opening his eyes, he reaches for me. Sliding his hands up my sides, he brings me onto his lap as he sits with his knees bent.

Our chests are flush, our skin damp with sweat, and he kisses me so deep it sends tingles throughout my entire body. Ending the kiss, he feathers his lips down my neck and over my breast where he sucks it sensually. Reaching an arm behind me, down between my ass, I feel him sliding the ring off his cock, and then he grabs and angles himself at my entrance. Once there, his hands grip my hips and again, he’s controlling me, swaying back and forth. He thrusts deep inside of me causing me to cry out at the sensation and my cries escalate when he grinds me roughly against him.

“Baby, oh god. Fuckin love your pussy,” he mumbles between gasps, in my ear.

“J-Ja—” I whisper but his mouth covers mine before I can finish. His thrusts speed up and he’s so deep inside of me, pulling my hips down hard against him and I can’t stop the rush of sensation flooding me, the rush of an orgasm like I’ve never experienced before, hits me so hard I shudder and quiver as my entire body tips over the edge.

Jax groans loudly, so primitive against my lips, and he’s crushing our bodies pleasurably together as he spills inside of me. I feel the pulsing of his shaft as he rides the rest of his orgasm.

We stay like this, me sitting on his lap, holding each other, panting to catch our breaths, until every muscle gives out and I can no longer hold myself up.

With shaky arms, Jax lifts me, slips his semi erect shaft out of me, then lays me back on his bed. Crawling up beside me, he coaxes me to turn on my side and then he spoons me.

Running his fingers through my damp hair, kissing the back of my head, he whispers, “That was so incredible. We fit perfectly… we belong together.”

I smile sleepily, nodding my agreement.

I WAKE BEFORE
Kimber and stare at her sleeping form. God. She’s so beautiful. I raise the sheet slightly and scour every inch of her naked perfection. I want to eat that bare pussy again but I have plans for our day. We’ll have time for that later. I force myself to stop staring at her and drop the sheet to cover her. Sliding out of bed, I slip on a pair of shorts and head down to the kitchen.

There isn’t a whole lot to eat as far as breakfast so I hope she likes pancakes and bacon since I don’t have any eggs on account I’m hardly ever here.

The bacon is sizzling. I go to flip the pancakes when I see her silhouette.

“Mm. The smell of bacon woke me up. I’m starving,” she says as she steps up to me and swipes the spatula out of my hand. I stare at her and she looks fucking hot in my black button down shirt. She glances up at me and catches me ogling her. “I borrowed your shirt. I have nothing to wear since I didn’t come prepared.” She smiles sweetly.

I clear my throat. “No problem,” I say, my voice hoarse. She finishes the pancakes while I put the bacon on a plate covered with paper towels. I’m struggling not to touch her, to unbutton that shirt and take her right here.

After she flips the last pancake onto the plate, I can’t take it anymore. I step up to her, and when she turns to face me, I grab her legs from behind, draw her up, and walk over to the island. Before she can get a word in, I’ve got my mouth covering hers, my fingers unbuttoning the shirt, and then I stop kissing her to push her back on the counter so she’s lying down. I trail my lips down her abdomen, nipping, licking, sucking as I go and then I grab her legs and hitch her feet up so her knees are bent. She’s fully exposed to me.

“Jax,” she pants as I drag my tongue between her sweet pussy. I brace one arm across her hips to hold her still and slip a finger inside her with my other hand. She’s still moist with my cum mixed with hers from last night. It turns me on so I slip another finger inside her and pump them as I work her clit with my tongue, and teeth. Then I slide my fingers out and replace them with my tongue. I use my wet fingers to stroke myself as I eat her fine, well marinated, pussy. The mewling she’s doing tells me she’s getting close. Thank god because I’m already blowing my load. Hard. She shatters around my mouth and I take as much of her as I can before her legs fall weakly against my head.

Slowly, she sits up, her cheeks flushed. I furl my fingers in her hair and kiss her hard, wanting her to taste her sweet self on my lips and tongue.

Finally, I break the kiss and help her off the counter. She stumbles on her weak legs and I grab her to steady her. When she recovers, I release her. She’s quick to grab the plate of pancakes and heads to the table, which is already set with utensils, plates for two, butter, syrup, and orange juice.

We eat in silence, clean the kitchen in silence and then she tells me she’s going to take a shower. I could join her but decide I’d better pack a bag for the trip to the beach I plan to take her on after we hit the town for a while. She’s unprepared so we’ll need to get her some clothes and a swimsuit.

Kimber is still in the shower when I step into my room. I grab the smallest sweat suit I can find and lay it on the bed for her. Then I fish some sliders and clothes, and head down the hall to the main bathroom to shower.

After I finish showering and shaving, I head back toward my room, but Kimber is gone and the sweat suit is no longer lying on my bed. I towel my hair to get the extra water out of it then head downstairs. I find Kimber staring out the window facing the ocean. She has the white sweats I left her rolled down and cinched in a knot with a hair tie. Clever girl. I step up behind her and embrace her. She smells good.

I whisper at the shell of her ear. “Ready to go into town?”

“Uh, sure,” she says uncertain.

“We need to get you a swimsuit and some clothes. Though we could always skinny dip if you prefer?”

She shakes her head. “To town we go.”

I HATE SHOPPING,
especially with females. But Kimber wastes no time and grabs a handful of swimwear, a few pairs of shorts, shirts, panties and girly things, and then we’re off to the dressing room.

“I’d like you to come out and model the swimsuits,” I tell her but she looks over her shoulder and scowls at me. I take a seat outside the dressing room and fidget with my phone for a while.

I’m getting antsy waiting for her. I search the area and see that it’s clear so I head into the dressing room. Clearly, Kimber is the only one in here because all the doors are open, except for one. I crouch down and peek at her feet under the door. She isn’t facing it so I crawl underneath and stand up behind her. She’s got some fancy glitter suit on, minus the top, and she’s removing another from a hanger. She slips on the top, then slowly drags the bottoms of the last swimsuit off. She halts halfway down, obviously noticing another set of feet and she jumps, startled.

She stumbles back nearly falling with the bottoms halfway down her legs. “What are you doing in here?” she scoffs in mock terror.