The Encounter

What is happening to me? Why am I listening to him? Why do I like him talking to me like this?

It has to be because Phillip was the absolute worst, nothing more than that. If I had left with one of those guys wearing T-shirts who paid my tab, I’m certain I’d be feeling the same thing.

Sure, keep telling yourself that. He rolls up his other starched, white sleeve, then leans forward, caging me in.

Power.

That’s what he is—almost terrifying in his ability to manipulate. I take a breath and slowly open my legs as he holds my eyes hostage.

“That’s it.” His voice vibrates straight to my core and he cocks his head. With his eyes still locked on mine, he lowers himself to his knees.

I don’t move.

Frozen, I wait.

“Good girl,” he whispers. Grabbing the backs of my legs, he pulls me forward. I think I might have stopped breathing. “You want me to fuck this cunt with my tongue?” he grunts.

“Yes.” My voice sounds far away.

Nostrils flaring, he hovers his lips above my waxed pussy. “So wet, pink, and mine.”

He lowers his mouth and starts to eat me, his lips sucking on my clit hard. Throwing my head back, I arch into him. My hands grab his dark curls while his tongue goes in and out of me.

“Oh my God.” I’m ready to cry because he just started and I’m already about to come. He lifts his head.

“You can come in my mouth, but only when I say so.” His thumb has replaced his lips and he rubs my swollen nub back and forth. “Yeah, you taste good.” Inserting his thumb into me, he brings it out to rub my clit some more.

“I’m going to come.” Because I am. I know he said he would tell me when, but I’m already pulsing.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” I whimper as he leaves my clit and pinches a nipple. I gasp at the pain, and he leans up to suck on it.

“Jax, I’m going to come.” I sound rather hysterical and he lifts his head and smiles.

“Not yet,” he hisses and stops sucking on my nipple. It’s almost painful how tight it feels.

“I need to c—”

“Shh.” His voice calms me. He spreads my legs farther apart. “Yeah, that’s it. Watch me.” Dipping his thumb deep inside me, he pulls it out only to rub my rosette hole.

“Oh my God,” I murmur, watching his thumb feed my arousal.

“You can come in my mouth.” He sucks on my clit while his thumb slowly moves in and out of my ass.

“Jesus,” I whisper. The feeling’s indescribable. I’m climbing and climbing, until I burst and my whole body lets go. Wave after wave of pleasure pulses through me as I come in his mouth while his thumb keeps fucking my ass.

“Again,” he snarls, and I obey, nails digging into the chair.

With a scream, I come again. Slowly, he raises his face, stands, and removes his shirt. And all I can think is what the hell have I been missing? My finger and vibrator are nothing compared to him.

He unbuckles his belt, and in one fast move it drops to the floor. My eyes drift to it and I watch him kick off his pants.

“Jesus,” I say again. Sitting up, I stare at his cock. Granted I’ve only seen Phillip’s, but Jax’s is huge… huge.

“On your knees,” he snaps. His monster dick seems almost angry as it stands hard, extending past his belly button. Instantly I slide to my knees, his giant cock hovering by my mouth.

“Open and breathe through your nose.” I do as he says, and he shoves it straight to the back of my throat. I automatically gag.

“Breathe.” Jax wraps his hands in my hair and guides my head back and forth. I’m not taking much of him. The man is huge, and for a second I panic.

“Yeah, that’s my girl. Your mouth feels so good on my cock.” In and out, he guides me as saliva drips from my mouth, down onto my breasts.

“Fuck. I want your cunt,” he says, jerking my head back.

“I’m on the pill.”

He hesitates, his fist holding my hair while he jerks his cock, and for a second I think he’s gonna come on my face. Instead, he pulls me up, and his mouth takes mine. It’s not gentle. His energy is fierce.

He lifts me up. “Wrap your legs around me.” And in one fast thrust, his cock is deep inside me.

“Fuck,” we both say as we let the pleasure take us to a place where everything but how this feels exists. My back hits the cold wall. He lifts me higher so he can pound into me. In and out, he fucks me so hard, so brutal that I know I’m ruined.

Destroyed.

I smile. “Harder. Fuck,” I scream.

Grunting, he moves his hand to my neck. “You don’t come until I say so. I control you.”