Page 62 of Operation: Ogre

Jaxon paused when he saw me, his nostrils flaring. I truly hoped that was because of me, not the fake beach smell that insisted on lingering in the air. He grabbed the back of his shirt with a low snarl and tugged it off. I bit my lip as my eyes roved over the expanse of his chest. Even though I’d seen him before, it felt different this time. He leaned over me, and I rubbed my hands over his smooth skin, then flicked my thumbs over his nipples. He shuddered.

“Baby,” he groaned as his fingers traced the lace of my briefs.

“Do you like them?”

He moaned again, slotting our lips together in a harsh kiss. “I love them.”

I arched up. “Me too.”

“How many pairs do you have?”

“Just this one,” I replied between kisses, rubbing against his fingers when they skirted over my erection.

“We might need to fix that.”

“I wonder if Tengu has some for a good price.”

Jaxon chuckled. “I’m sure they do.”

I cupped his cheeks and yanked his mouth back down to mine. I didn’t want to talk about buying more briefs. I wanted Jaxon to rip mine off so I could fuck him. With that in mind, I reached down to his sweats and started pushing them down.

“Naked,” I demanded.

He chuckled and kicked his sweats off. He had nothing on underneath, leaving him wonderfully bare. I whined at the feel of his thighs rubbing against mine. Curling a hand in his hair, I crushed my mouth to his and rutted against his round stomach. Each brush sent shivers down my spine and electricity arcing through my veins.

“Not yet,” he said, drawing back, and I gave needy protests, which he ignored. “I want you inside of me, baby.”

I nodded rapidly. “I want that too.” I dragged my thumb over his cheek. “Can I…” I flushed. “Help?”

Jaxon grinned, then kissed the pad of my thumb. “You want to finger fuck me? Get me ready for your cock?”

My blush deepened, setting me basically on fire. “Y-yep. I do. A lot.”

“Hmmm,” he groaned, nuzzling my cheek. “I want that too.” Jaxon kissed down my body, sending pulses to my cock, which leaked profusely. When he reached the band of my briefs, he sucked on my skin. I bucked, whimpering. Tonguing my throbbing dick through the blue lace, he whispered, “Let me get you naked first.”

I nodded, arching my hips in expectation.

He hooked his fingers under the delicate lace and slowly pulled them down. I shimmied, trying to speed him up, but he wouldn’t be hurried. Jaxon continued at an agonizingly slow pace that left me squirming. My cock, freed, smacked my stomach and left behind dots of pre-cum.

“Hurry,” I demanded.

“So needy.”

“Yes.” There was literally no point in trying to deny it.

Jaxon bent, pressing a kiss to the crown of my dick, and I cried out. My hips lifted automatically, chasing his mouth, but he didn’t return, just continued to drag my briefs off. His fingers slipped across the skin of my legs as he removed my lace briefs, driving me toward the edge without having to touch me anywhere more exciting, like say my very desperate, leaking cock.

Finally, when he pulled them over my feet, I heaved a sigh of relief. Holy fuck. I would never have thought getting naked would be so torturous. Pressing a kiss to my calf, Jaxon groaned. “I can’t wait to have you inside of me.”

“Let me help you.” I paused, then added, “You might have to tell me what to do.” I’d researched, but it wasn’t the same. Sadly. However, I did know the basics; I wasn’t completely clueless.

“More than happy to, baby. I’m not worried.”

I pulled him close, our bodies skin to skin, and kissed him. I dragged my fingertips over his back as I slowly traced his lips before sucking his bottom one in my mouth, nibbling on it. I ordered, “Turn around, big guy.”

He instantly followed, and I moaned when his full ass was in front of me. Jaxon braced himself on his elbows and looked back at me. I cupped his full cheeks, swallowing. “Fuck, Jaxon. You are so fucking hot.”

His face turned a lovely light blue. “You think?”