Page 96 of The Auction
I hold her like I never want to let her go, my mouth finding hers in a kiss that’s all teeth and tongue, slow grinds turning to deeper ones as her moans mix with mine.
“You’re going to make me addicted to you,” I breathe against her lips, backing her up until her back hits the smooth tile of the pool wall.
Then I let a grin cut through the heat as I unbind her wrists. “And I know with one hundred percent certainty you’re already addicted to my mouth now.”
I make a point to smell them, giving them a slow lick with the flat of my tongue, before I toss them to the edge of the pool.
She tilts her head, challenging. “Oh, is that right?”
“My poor tongue will probably never get another day of rest again.”
“You’re too cocky for your own good.”
“You damn right I’m cocky,” I murmur, sliding one hand down between us, finding her clit with my thumb and circling slow.
Her breath hitches.
“I could hand you a black card with no limit,” I murmur, keeping the rhythm steady, “and dare you to try and bankrupt me.”
She lets out a choked moan, her head tipping back, eyes fluttering shut.
“You can wear whatever the fuck you want when we go out—because I can fight.”
Her body tenses around me, the telltale sign she’s close, and I lean in, letting my words rasp against her ear.
“And when you ride me with this sweet pussy,” I growl, nipping her bottom lip and tugging, “you can lean forward and kiss me without my big dick slipping out.”
She shudders, teetering on the edge, and I press harder, faster. “So I’ll talk all the shit I want.”
Her release hits, body clenching, a low cry spilling from her lips.
“And you’ll moan my name while I do it.” I say, feeling her pulse under my hand.
“Oh, Jaxon…” she gasps, exactly how I like it.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her, running my hands up her slick body, cupping her ass and giving it a hard squeeze. She grinds against my cock, and fuck, I want to be inside her so badly I can barely think.
“Jaxon… can I ask you a question?” she says, voice soft but with that glint in her eyes.
“Of course.”
She backs away, bracing like she’s about to lift herself out of the pool. I help her, my hands at her hips, guiding her until she’s perched on the edge. Goosebumps race over her skin, her body glistening under the lights.
Then she leans back, props her feet on the ledge, and spreads her legs wide—giving me a perfect, unashamed view of her pretty little cunt.
“Will you eat me out again?” she asks with a smirk that nearly kills me.
“Fucking shit.”
I flop backward in the water like I’ve passed out, coming up with a hand over my face. She’s laughing, but she’s not moving—just sitting there like the goddamn temptation she is.
“I wasn’t prepared for that, Cricket,” I admit, getting between her thighs and giving her pussy a slow, deliberate kiss.
“If you go get that little white bikini on…” I trail off, pulling myself partly out of the water to give her a chaste kiss on the lips.
She smiles, legs drawing in a bit. “I knew you liked it.”
I take her back into the water with me, my arms locked low around her hips and ass, keeping most of her out of the pool so I’m looking up at her—and at my new best friends, her gorgeous breasts.
