Wild Zone (Rough Riders Hockey 4)

Chapter 13

Jax had been with a lot of women, but he’d never tasted pleasure this sweet. Every woman had a unique flavor, like they had a unique scent, and he could drink Lexi all night long. Her juices had a delicate sweetness, musky undertones, and a slight tangy edge that made him want to create more. Her aftertaste was spicy. A lot like he imagined temptation would taste.

He pulled his mouth from her pussy, and she shuddered. Her chest rose and fell with quick, heavy breaths, and she rested her head back against the wall. Her thigh rested fully in his hand, and he liked the feel of her relaxed and languid against him. Wanted her entire body lying on top of him like that.

But only after he’d finally fucked her.

Jax kissed his way up her body, caught her lazy mouth, and wrapped his arms around her. He lifted her and carried her to the sofa, where he lowered her to her feet again.

“Turn around for me,” he whispered in her ear. She didn’t question, didn’t hesitate. She turned her back to him, leaned into his body, and wrapped an arm up and around his neck. The move arched her back and pushed her ass into his swollen cock. Jax gripped her waist. “You’re so sexy, Lex. Kneel on the sofa.”

She reached out and braced her hands on the back of the sofa, leaning over the cushions. Jax released her and pulled a condom from his wallet. Then pushed his jeans and underwear over his hips, let them fall down his thighs on their own, then kicked them off. Lexi looked over her shoulder, and Jax wished he could have seen her expression. He was sure it would have been a come-and-get-it look.

“I’ll be able to get deeper if you kneel,” he said, keeping his voice soft.

She made a delicious sound of desire and knelt.

He was so hard he hurt. His cock was thick and heavy, bowing away from his belly. He opened the condom and rolled it on.

“Take your hair down,” he said.

She pulled something from her messy bun and shook her hair out. It fell down her back in soft shadows.

“Spread your knees,” was his last direction.

When she had, Jax stepped forward. He combed his fingers through her hair. Pushed his jacket up her back, uncovering the luscious lines of her body—the taper of her waist, the flair of her hips, that perfectly rounded ass. Trailed his fingers down her back, hips, ass, backs of her thighs. Slid them back up her inner thighs. Lexi arched her back on a plea from her throat. Jax guided his cock along her opening. Once he was licked warm and wet by her pussy, he pressed the head of his cock inside her.

“Oh…” Lexi’s head dropped forward. “God.”

Her voice dripped with pleasure and hiked the urgency pulsing in Jax?

??s blood. He’d thought this position would help him stay in control long enough to get her off one more time before he took her the way he really wanted—intimately. He ached to kiss her while he pushed into her. Longed to look into her eyes and talk to her while they drove each other toward the peak. But, he realized, there wasn’t any way he could take her without making himself crazy trying to hold back.

Lexi pushed against the sofa, and her body eased closer to Jax, forcing his cock deeper. Pleasure gripped him. He closed his eyes and dug his fingers into her hips. “Ah, Lex. Fuck you’re tight.”

She eased forward, pulling him out, then pushed against him again, taking him deeper. Her body, so luscious, sucked him up and closed tightly around him. God, it was beautiful.

He leaned over her, pressing his chest to her back. “You feel amazing.”

Her forehead fell against the back of the sofa. “You feel…unbelievable. I don’t know what… I’ve never felt anything like…”

“It’s the condom.” He thrust, and his cock dug deeper.

Lexi gasped. Her head came up, hands fisted in the sofa. Damn he wanted to see her face. He used her hair to turn her head toward him so he could kiss her mouth. She gave back easily, erotically, sliding her tongue over his.

“A specialty condom,” he murmured against her lips. “With ultrasmooth lubricant…” He bent his knees and eased out, dragging against her tight walls. Lexi’s groan transitioned into a curse. “Studs on the length…” He contracted his glutes and drove in again. Again, Lexi arched, gasped, moaned. “Ribs at the base.” He stroked his cock into her again. “And sensation tips, to hit you just right.”

She was way out on the edge, shivering with her unreleased orgasm. Every sound she made pitched higher as she neared the peak.

“Too much?” he asked.

“No. Don’t stop.” She released the sofa with one hand, reached back, and dug her fingers into his hip. “It’s so good.”

Jax eased one knee to the sofa, between hers. Pulled her hand from his skin and pressed it against the sofa again, covering it with his. He wrapped his other arm low around her hips and held her still as he thrust slow and deep. She gripped his entire length, and Jax lost his mind. His body swirled with pleasure until control slipped and he surged deeper, faster.

A high-pitched sound came from her throat, then his name, part warning, part plea. “Jax…”

He used the leverage of his knee on the sofa for strength, his other leg for balance, and pushed up and in, up and in, hard, deep. Lexi arched, threw her head back, and cried out.