Chapter 82: Take me deep in your throat...

ELIANA

I reach for the clip on the back of the skirt and unhook it, letting the skirt slide freely down my thighs. He lets out a deep growl, watching the skirt slide its way down and hits the floor with a soft rustle.

A soft breeze hits my bare thighs and I feel exposed, his eyes stare at me, my thighs clenching at the weight of it.

Taking my time, I reach for the waistband of my panties and slowly drag it down my hips and he growls at my action. Well, he wanted me to strip for him? Let me give him a little show.

I finally removed the pants and the boots, remaining in his jersey just the way he wanted me.

“Fuck you look hot.” He comments, taking me in. I bite my lower lip, folding the pants then throw it to him and it lands on his lap. He reaches for it and drags it to his face, sniffing on it like it's the sweetest scent he has ever smelled.

“Damn! You smell so good.” He says in almost a growl, a smile pulls up on the side of my lips and I step away from the skirt.

I take the first step, second, third…

“Stop!” His voice cuts through the quiet air, heavy and commanding. I stop dead in my tracks, creasing my eyebrows.

“What's wrong?” I ask in confusion.

“On your knees. Crawl to me.” He orders like a king seated on the throne. Or maybe…he’s because he has me under his control. There's this part of me that hates to follow his commands. However, there's this foolish part that wants to obey. To be a good girl to him. His good girl.

“Okay, your highness.” I say sarcastically and he growls, his grip on the armchair tightening.

“ How badly do you want it? Crawl to me and come get it.” He asks with a raised eyebrow, nodding to the hard-on at the front of his trousers. I gasp, his words like a punch in my guts because that's exactly what I came for.

Slowly, I drop on my knees, my eyes on him. My knees and palms feel cold against the polished marble floor, making me shiver a little. However, it isn't cold enough to cool the fire burning deep in my bones.

I can't believe Jackson is making me do this. He's making me crawl to him just to get his cock…

I stare at Jackson for a minute while on all fours and the corner of my lips curls up into a smile then I bite on my lower lips.

He groans, his fingers digging into the leather of the armchair. I start to move on all fours, slowly swaying my body and he can't seem to look away, taking my sweet time. I can play the game too. I don't look away, my eyes fixated on him while my lower lip is trapped in between my teeth.

I stop halfway way, holding his guess and he lets out a deep growl like a wounded animal, impatient.

“Come over here. Come get it.” His voice rumbles, deep, raw with desires.

“On my way…” I say in a sickly sweet voice like a song,  making him curse under his breath. The smile on the corner of my lips stretches an inch more.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful crawling to me. Coming for my cock. It makes me want to watch you the whole day.” My pussy clenches upon hearing his words and a breath escapes my lips. He always knows what to say to turn me on. His mouth is not only good wrapped around my clit, he's good with words too and I hate it…

I finally stop before him and he hisses, trying to restrain himself.

Jax stares down at me while I'm still on my fours but my eyes fixed on him, “Damn it, you look perfect on all fours. You're going to be the end of me.” He grunts, leaning forward and his finger slips under my chin as he slowly raises my face up, making me shift on my knees.

He crushes his lips onto mine, kissing me roughly and I can feel the sheer hunger and need in his kiss. Heavens, I didn't know I missed his lips so much until now. I kiss him back, matching his energy, both my hands on either side of his legs as my nails sink into the flesh over the pants…

I suck in quick shallow breaths when we pull from the hot-hungry kiss. My lips are burning and I’m pretty sure that they're swollen but that's less of my concerns at the moment.

Jackson glances at me, in my eyes, running his thumb along my lower lips, “Why are you so addicting? Irresistable? So fucking perfect?” He asks, as if trying to search for secrets hidden deep inside me.

“You're driving me crazy, Eli. I want to do all the bad things to you. Things that even the devil won't forgive me for.” His voice is hoarse with a promise of danger, sin and something that I can't quite wrap my head around.

“Then do it to me.” I respond without thinking. I don't want to have time to think. Not when all my thoughts are this messed up. Only the heavens know the wild thoughts that I have had of him.

“Fuck!” He hisses, grabbing me by the chin and pulling me closer to him, “I can't promise to be gentle tonight.” He says, his voice holding a warning.

“I think…I like it rough sometimes. Show me what you have got.” His eyes darken and before I can say another word, he grabs me by the neck and smashes his lips on mine, sucking, nibbling, biting and a moan escapes from my lips.

I hold onto his hand  wrapped around my neck, kissing him back. His hand isn't too tight to cut off air, just enough pressure to give me a taste of what I asked for. I shouldn't be turned on. Unfortunately, I’m so turned on and I’m not proud of myself right now.

I’m breathless when we pull off from the kiss and…I can taste blood on my lips. I gaze on his lips and that's when I catch a glimpse of blood. Did he just bite me?

The corner of his lips curl into a smile and he licks the blood from his lips like it's the sweetest thing that he has ever tasted. I lick my lower lips, feeling a little sting and taste of iron, blood. He indeed bit me. He's a fucking psychopath. I should be scared of him, I should run away. Run for my dear life but…I remain at the same spot, on my knees, between his wide spread legs.

“Come on, take it. Isn't that what you came for?”He nods on the bulge and I swallow. Of course that's the reason I crawled my ass all the way here.

I stretch my hand, reaching for the waistband of his grey jogger pants and he growls. He thrusts his hips up and I slowly pull off the pants, taking my time and he curses under his breath. I pull the pants to his hips and down legs and remove it, then go for the matching grey boxers, doing the same. I suck a breath when his cock springs free, thick, veiny, a little curved and just the perfect size, reminding me how full I felt the last time he was buried deep inside me.

I raise my head to look at him, “Your little mouth will look so beautiful on it. I want it wrapped around my cock. I know you’ll like the taste of it.” He teases as the corner of his lips curls up into a smile and I swallow.

“I’ll show you how it's done. I know you're a quick learner. Be my good student.” He smirks, teasing me about my school performance. Well, it's not that I’m that dumb, I have an idea of how it's done. I have read a few spicy romance novels and…there's this time that I stumbled on a blow job porn video on my uncle's phone.

Jackson gives me a hand and helps me to raise on my feets. I climb on the leather chair on my knees and now we're staring at each other.

“Give me your hand,”He orders, and I stretch my hand to him. He guides it to his cock and I gasp when it pulses in my hand.

A guttural growl rumbles through his chest when he starts to move out intertwined hands, gently stroking his shaft…

“Open your mouth,” He instructs after a couple of strokes and I do exactly what he says, sticking my tongue out. Heavens, I can't remember when I turned this obedient.

He rubs the tip of his dick on my tongue then slowly…I feel him slide in my mouth, inch by inch, the inside of my mouth stretching to accommodate him. He hits the back of my throat and I gag on it, almost choking. He pulls out and repeats the same action again, and when I’m comfortable, he starts moving, his pace slow as I adjust around him…

“Fuck! You look so amazing with your lips wrapped around my cock, taking me deep in your throat.” He says in a groan as his pace increases, hitting the back of my throat and I gag on his cock  every time he does it.

He's grabbing a fistful of my hair, holding my head in place. Damnit! I didn't know it feels this amazing having a cock in your mouth. The corner of my eyes are stinging with tears as my throat stretches around him, my scalp burning from his tight grip and saliva trailing down my chin. My nails dig in his thighs as he continues to fuck my mouth.

“You're doing a good job, my Eli. You're taking me deep in your throat so well.” He compliments, his eyes on me and I gag on his length, earning a throaty moan from him.

I don't know why but there's this intense feeling that I felt when he called me his. My body reacted in a strange way, almost scary. My thighs core and things clenched, my nipples hardened and goosebumps rose on my skin.Even though I know damn well that there’ll never be us, I want to be his. Only his. So that he can do all the bad things that he promised to me.

Shit! Such wild thoughts have never crossed my mind before that it scares the hell out of me. I have never wanted someone to claim me, to own me so badly.

How did I get her? It seems like I’m losing my mind. Perhaps I’m just cock-struck or something because this can't be me. I have always been an independent girl. I like being free. I don't like being controlled and told what to do or how to do it but…it seems like I lose all my senses when it comes to Jackson and that only makes me hate him even more because he has so much control over me.

I hate that he tells me how to do things and I follow his commands and instructions like I am compelled or something. Like he has me over his spell. He must be an enchanter or something because this isn't normal.

He lets out a deep growl, his muscles tightening as he climaxes. He pulls out of my mouth, “Your tongue,” He demands, holding his cock. And just like I’m under one of his spells, I stick out my tongue for him, looking at him. The messy hair, sweat beads on his forehead, those deep blue eyes that are staring back at me like he's silently calling my name through them….

The warm cum hits my tongue, dropping on it in thick, creamy threads.

“Swallow it. The whole of it till the last drop.” He growls, wiping the corner of my lips using his thumb. I slowly push my tongue back in my mouth, savoring the taste of him before swallowing it.

He tastes good.

“Shit!” He hisses as I run my tongue across my lips, licking it clean.

He grabs me by the neck and kisses me, “We’re just getting started. I’m going to make you scream my name but…nobody is going to save you from me” I suck in a sharp breath when he whispers in my ear and teasingly bites on my earlobe, his voice holding a promise…